Chapter 737: Rafting Night Tour

On the wide river, the boat slowly moves forward.

There is no star and moon tonight, which seems a little depressing.

However, there is a breeze coming from the river, not light, not heavy, neither hot nor cold, just right.

Xiao Jingshui stood on the bow of the boat, his robe was blown up by the night wind, and his white hair was slightly raised.

This yin owl's cold and ghostly face, for a moment, was like an immortal who wanted to ride the wind back.

Onitsuki-kun sat cross-legged on the deck, with a blanket in front of him, filled with delicacies and wine.

After all, the painting boat was bought.

As soon as the chubby boss saw 'Ghost Moon Jun', he was scared and trembled.

After listening to Xiao Jingshui's intentions, he nodded in agreement without saying a word, and it was shocking to speak.

This made Xiao Jingshui more and more sure that the reputation of the identity of the doppelganger was really not very good.

"Ugh."

Xiao Jingshui stood at the bow of the boat and let out a sigh for the first time tonight.

"Okay, don't be sad, it's not you who usually use this identity, what do you care so much about?"

"Isn't it because it's all me?" Xiao Jingshui looked at the sky gloomily, "Alas, if I announce that Ghost Moon Jun is me in the future, I guess no one will dare to believe it." ”

Two identities, one is a gentle and modest handsome son, and the other is an obedient and unruly underworld boss, who would dare to believe it if it is a person?

"Aren't they right if they don't believe it?" Ghost Moon Jun poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down, "This is just so convenient for the two of us to do more things with different identities." ”

"That's just as well."

Xiao Jingshui turned around and walked over from the bow of the boat, sat opposite Ghost Yuejun, and poured himself a glass of wine, drinking it slowly.

The wine is not the mulberry wine of Huanqing City, but the drunkenness of the mountains and rivers of Cangyun City.

The painting boat walked forward slowly, and even floated over most of the city.

Xiao Jingshui and Ghost Moon Jun refilled the wine cup after cup, and their pale faces were stained with a faint flush, but their eyes were still clear.

"Someone seems to be coming this way."

Xiao Jingshui's eyes narrowed slightly, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The visitor is not hiding, so he should not be a spy.

But it wasn't like the ones she was familiar with.

So who the hell came to her so late?

Ghost Moon Jun sighed and said, "Maybe it's just passing by, don't care." ”

As long as it's not a spy or a killer who comes to disturb her Yaxing, it doesn't matter.

Oni Yue-kun didn't bother to use his divine sense to investigate, sat on the blanket with one leg bent, and poured another glass of wine.

Xiao Jingshui nodded, agreeing with the doppelganger's point of view.

After all, that breath is very unfamiliar, and the probability of coming to her is not high.

So neither of them paid attention to it, and let the painting boat float slowly.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Jingshui couldn't wait to go back in time to this moment, and ran away with the painting boat.

However, time cannot be turned back, and she can only regret it.

But that's a little later.

I don't know how far the painting boat floated, and the sound of shouting and drumming alternated around, and the occasional fighting could be heard.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the sound of the water and the subtle sound of the wind.

I don't know where the painting boat floated to, and suddenly there was a burst of singing.

"There are plums, in fact, seven Xi. Ask me to be a gentleman, and I will be lucky.

There are plums, in fact, there are three. Ask me to be a gentleman, and I will be in the future.

There are plums, and they are baskets. Ask me to be a gentleman, and I will say it. ”

The singing is good, and the feelings are quite abundant.

However, Xiao Jingshui did not appreciate it, but was expressionless, and even wanted to leave.

The little girl pursues her partner to sing boldly, and she is really not suitable for a single dog to listen to these.

Ghost Yuejun suddenly frowned: "Wait, why is this voice a little familiar?" ”

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The poem comes from the Book of Poetry "You Youmei", a poem about a woman chasing a man.

(End of chapter)