Outside the city, the shore of the lake is pitch black, only the stars and moon in the sky are reflected in the middle of the lake, floating and sinking with the waves.

"The star picking conference the day after tomorrow will be held here."

Ye Jibai took Meng Qinghe and landed on a lotus-shaped white jade platform in the middle of the lake, the white jade platform was flush with the water surface, and even in the dark night, the carved ornaments on the white jade could be faintly seen.

Ye Jibai let go of Meng Qinghe, "You first familiarize yourself with the venue, so as not to be nervous." ”

Nervous but not nervous, Meng Qinghe just doesn't have any real skills.

However, Ye Jibai had this heart, and Meng Qinghe was still a little moved.

Especially when Ye Jibai handed her the wine jar, this emotion rose to a new height.

"Practice a set of swords before drinking."

Meng Qinghe was about to open the wine seal, when he heard the words, he cried and pleaded, "My arm still hurts." ”

"Since the injury is not healed, this wine cannot be drunk."

Meng Qinghe couldn't wait to slap herself, she said the wrong thing again.

"It should ...... It seems like...... I can practice it, too. ”

Meng Qinghe put the wine jar on the white jade platform, looked around, spread his hands, and pretended to be helpless: "I want to practice swords, but there is no sword." ”

Ye Jibai was silent for a moment, then took the short Xiao from his waist and threw it to Meng Qinghe, "Take this to practice." ”

This short Xiao, Ye Jibai rarely leaves his body.

Meng Qinghe remembered that when he was in Qinghe Town, Ye Jibai once said that he had a good.

It's a pity that I've never heard of it.

Meng Qinghe took the short Xiao and turned a flower in the palm of his hand, compared to the sword, this Xiao is too short, and the feel is completely different.

Ye Jibai didn't expect Meng Qinghe to practice well, but just let her find her feelings in advance.

"Take a big step, keep your waist straight, and your wrists ...... flexible"

"When you turn around, you can see where the edge of the platform is, and beware of falling into the water......"

"Don't pause in the middle of the sword cross, and then go straight down from a high place after the horizontal split......"

Ye Jibai stood on the white jade platform with his hands in his hands, like an immortal descending to earth, huh...... It's a verbose fairy.

After a set of swordsmanship, Meng Qinghe was already sweating.

But judging from Ye Jibai's expression, he was very dissatisfied.

"I really can't practice, I don't believe you look at my arm, the mouth seems to be a little cracked." Afraid that Ye Jibai would let her practice again, Meng Qinghe hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.

The aqua green sleeves were pulled straight to the shoulder, and there was a hideous scar lying on the white arm.

No matter how good the elixir is, when it is used on this mortal body, it will not be effective immediately.

Originally, if she didn't use force, Meng Qinghe really felt that the injury was about to heal, but after the toss just now, she felt a little painful again.

Ye Jibai took Meng Qinghe's arm and took a closer look, not distressed at all, "There is no bleeding, you can still practice." ”

Meng Qinghe knew that he couldn't hide, so he began to play Laipi, "I'm thirsty." ”

Ye Jibai didn't know how careful she was, and said with a calm face: "Practice twice." ”

"I'm so thirsty."

"Three times."

Meng Qinghe grinded his teeth, "You stand far away, I'm going to start practicing swords." ”

Ye Jibai took a few steps back and retreated to the edge of the white jade platform.

Meng Qinghe never bowed her head to the "evil forces", she held Xiao Xiao and played a few sword styles, but the corner of her eyes kept glancing at the wine jar not far away.

should have turned around to collect the sword, but Meng Qinghe took a big stride, stepped to the side of the wine jar, threw a short Xiao towards the center of the lake with one hand, and grabbed the wine jar with the other.

Although Ye Jibai reacted quickly, he had to fly to pick up Xiao Xiao first.

When he returned to Baiyutai, Meng Qinghe had already rolled into Jinglan Lake with the wine jar in his arms.

Ye Jibai stood on the edge of the white jade platform, quietly watching the ripples gradually flatten out on the water, and did not make any moves.

Meng Qinghe swam from the bottom of the water to a place far away from Baiyutai before revealing her head, she pushed the water with one hand, lifted the wine jar out of the water with the other, bit it off with her mouth to seal it, and poured a few large sips of strong liquor with "Gu Dong Gu Dong".

Enjoyable!

Even if Ye Jibai came to catch her at this moment, she didn't care.

"Come here."

Ye Jibai didn't fly over to pick her up, but just stood on the white jade platform and ordered her.

Meng Qinghe is not a person without measure, she put Ye Jibai together, if she fights with him again, she will definitely not be able to please anything.

Meng Qinghe held half a jar of wine, and under Ye Jibai's gaze, he swam towards the white jade platform.

She put the wine jar on the white jade platform and was about to jump up with her hands, but Ye Jibai suddenly squatted down and blocked her way.

"Want to come up?"

Meng Qinghe shook his head, "I don't want to." ”

Ye Jibai nodded and lifted the wine jar on the side, "Do you still drink?" ”

Meng Qinghe burped, "Don't drink anymore." ”

"I see you can still drink."

Meng Qinghe lay on the white jade platform on his elbows, tilted his head and asked, "But, is it okay?" ”

Drops of water dripped from her hair, down her cheeks, down her chin, and back into the water.

Her eyelashes were also stained with water, and her eyes were clear, as if she had hidden the stars in the sky.

Ye Jibai pressed one knee against the white jade platform, his body pressed lower, and the hem of his dark clothes hung on the white jade platform, hanging down into Jinglan Lake.

He reached out and grabbed Meng Qinghe's raised chin.

"What does it taste like?" Ye Jibai lowered her eyes, her eyes wandering on Meng Qinghe's face, and finally stopped at her eyes.

These eyes are so clear, but they are always incomprehensible.

For Meng Qinghe, Ye Jibai is not.

Meng Qinghe didn't dodge, she also looked at Ye Jibai's eyes, "The wine is all about falling snow, Mei Xiang and other old people, the world only knows about forgetting the wine, but they don't know about the wine, the plum falling snow is only brewed for one person, their story has long been settled, in this world, how can there be any forget the wine?" ”

"Isn't this a forget-you-gossip?"

Meng Qinghe smiled, "This wine is no worse than forgetting worries." ”

As he spoke, the alcohol addiction came up again, Meng Qinghe slapped Ye Jibai's hand away, scooped up the wine jar, raised his head and poured another sip, and then handed the wine jar to Ye Jibai, "Taste?" ”

Ye Jibai took the wine jar and looked at Meng Qinghe with heavy eyes, "You're not afraid that I'll get drunk......"

Meng Qinghe waved his hand to interrupt Ye Jibai's words, "Oh, you won't get drunk if you taste it, don't drink too much." ”

"That'...... Just give it a taste. ”

didn't wait for Meng Qinghe to tell him to drink less, but he saw him leaning down towards him.

"Hmm......"

Meng Qinghe was stunned!

How did Ye Jibai taste the wine in her mouth?

Is this man a fool?

How could Ye Jibai be a fool, he was taken advantage of and didn't know that he was a fool to fight back.

When Ye Jibai lingered and licked her lips and refused to leave, Meng Qinghe raised his hand around his neck and pulled him closer.

After some entanglement, Meng Qinghe's voice overflowed from between his lips and teeth, "How is this wine?" ”

Ye Jibai retreated slightly, his voice was hoarse and low, and he touched Meng Qinghe's lips as if he was leaving the ground, "Noble, precious, intoxicating, intoxicating, like a dream, like an illusion." ”

Meng Qinghe never knew that Ye Jibai was so good at talking about love, the wine was strong, his cheeks were crimson, and he said in a low voice: "This wine is a floating drunken dream." ”

A year ago in Qinghe Town, Ye Jibai drank this wine.

"No wonder...... There is an addiction. Ye Jibai covered his lips again.

Meng Qinghe was probably also drunk, she was lost in Ye Jibai's tenderness, at this moment, she only had Ye Jibai in her mind, and she couldn't tolerate anything else.

Meng Qinghe used his hand hard and pulled Ye Jibai into Jinglan Lake.

Half of the altar was filled with drunken dreams, and it was also splashed in......