Facing his deep gaze, Song Qing coughed very uncomfortably.

"Ahem—"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Song Qing said and couldn't help but say teasingly, "Do you suddenly think I'm pretty good-looking?" ”

“……”

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing, then nodded in response.

"It's really pretty."

He said it's good-looking, and that's good-looking.

If someone says it's not good-looking, they must be trying to go against him.

Song Qing didn't expect him to answer like this, so he was stunned for a moment and lowered his head with a blushing face.

Although the heart has been happy and scattered, his face still has to be reserved.

"It's alright! It's not ugly. ”

"Gollum—"

There was a gurgling sound from his stomach, reminding Song Qing that it was time to cook. Speaking of which, she hadn't eaten dinner last night and was really hungry until now.

Feeling the third master's gaze looking at her belly, Song said with a warm face: "You may not believe it, my stomach may have some ideas on its own, haha." ”

"Let's go back and get some food first! I'm starving. ”

Zhao Cheng nodded in response after hearing this.

"Okay."

"Then let's go." Song said lightly and stepped forward to Zhao Cheng's side.

She turned her head to look at the offerings and the broken wine jars all over the floor, and said a little scratching, "Then, what about these?" ”

"It's okay, someone will clean it up later." After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and left, and after taking two steps, his voice sounded again.

"Not yet."

"Here we are."

Lifting the hem of his skirt, Song Qing quickly followed and walked beside the third master. When I got closer to him, I could still smell the alcohol on him.

The scene after he got drunk last night unconsciously came to mind. Even at this moment, Song Qing could clearly feel that his lips were hurting.

glanced up at Zhao Cheng.

Serious and calm, calm and calm.

If it weren't for the pain in his lips that reminded Song Qing, everything that happened last night would be real. Song Qing had to wonder if he was interested in seeing the color, and he was dreaming.

It was true that he didn't seem to react at all to what had happened last night.

Really unresponsive?

Or did he drink the fragments and not remember what he was doing? Thinking about it like this, Song Qing has a sense of inquiry.

Song Qing wanted to speak several times, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back stiffly.

Just after she wanted to speak several times and stopped, Zhao Cheng finally spoke.

"If you have something, just say it."

Hearing him speak, Song's light breathing instantly lifted, his heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, and his face unconsciously warmed up.

Maybe he was really nervous, Song Qing could obviously feel that his palms were sweating at this time.

Finally, Song Qing still spoke tentatively.

Song Qing: "Third master." ”

Zhao Cheng: "Hmm. ”

Song Qing: "That, ask a question." ”

Zhao Cheng: "Say." ”

Song Qing: "Ahem, do you remember what happened after you got drunk last night?" ”

Zhao Cheng: "Last night? ”

Song Qing: "Haha, that, in fact, I just asked casually, seeing that you drank so much last night, I just want to know how much you remember about what happened after you got drunk?" ”

"Don't get me wrong, I'm really just curious, I've heard that drunk people can't remember what happened after they got drunk."

Scratch your head, what the hell are you talking about? Also, what's going on with this feeling of having no silver three hundred taels here?

“……”

Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed, and then stopped.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment and stood in place.

Zhao Cheng turned his head slightly and glanced at Song Qing.

His gaze inadvertently fell on her neck, Zhao Cheng's gaze paused, and he asked in a low voice.

"What happened last night?"

Song was stunned for a moment, and his expression was momentarily embarrassed□.

So, is he drinking fragments?