Chapter 15: Sworn Brothers (1)

Yudi shook her head, on weekdays, she would not get drunk even if she drank the old wine of three or five altars, just a few glasses just now, and she began to play fluttering under her feet, but then the more she drank, the more sober she became, but when she drank the wine, she would still have a drunken reaction.

Turning his attention away from the wine jar, Jade Di noticed that the table was full of good dishes, although he had been eating from childhood to jade, but since he went to Wushuang Valley a few years ago, he ate green vegetables without oil and water every once in a while, and the signature dishes on this table were undoubtedly the best delicacy.

Gently picked up a dish called lion's head, slowly put it in his mouth, melted in his mouth, it is a veritable good dish, good craftsmanship, although it is still a little short of her mother's craftsmanship!

The two tasted leisurely in the wine shop, and there was no intention of leaving in a hurry.

As the time passed, there was no sign of a decrease in the number of customers in the restaurant, but from time to time the eyes would drift to some inconspicuous corner.

Harboring a ghostly childβ€”β€”

When the last dish on the table was not eliminated, the jade flute put down the chopsticks in his hand with satisfaction and picked up the wine cup, "Brother Mo, I should go back this time, come, let's have one last drink." ”

For!

The two glasses collided and fell on their backs.

When the peers went out of the wine shop, the jade flute couldn't stand steadily, and it still felt soft.

Holding the people around him tightly with both hands, his face was red under the dim light of the lantern, he raised his drunken and hazy eyes, and burped, "Brother, which direction are you going to go?" ”

Mo Chen generously hugged her shoulders, raised his lips and smiled, "Peer, there is no fixed place to live, I just don't know if I can squeeze with Brother Ling Ran, this inn will be closed." ”

He also drank a lot, but he didn't have the taste of the jade flute.

I can't even hear the feeling of drunkenness.

The jade flute was depressed.

But as soon as he thought that he said that he wanted to squeeze with himself, he immediately let go of his hands, jumped away, and suddenly woke up three or four points from alcohol, and shook his head, "This is not good, I can't squeeze people there, and I am also squeezed with other people." ”

Mo Chen smiled faintly.

"Okay, I won't embarrass Brother Ling Ran, but let's stop by and go together!"

The jade flute raised her eyebrows, her feet were unstable, and she hugged his arm again, and secretly said strange in her heart-

But the next moment, there was a surge of blood in her nostrils, and her whole body was attached to that arm.

Wow, that's a good thing......

Someone was secretly ecstatic and finally ate tofu.

Mo Chen saw her small movements in his eyes, and his face couldn't help but exude a touch of leisurely softness, and the aura around her body changed again and became calm.

Of course, in addition to the one that followed, a group of unscrupulous people made him a little unhappy.

On the west side of the moon, the bright moonlight poured down, shining on the two people who were walking together, with a hazy and unreal beauty.

It wasn't until he went back to the alley not far from the palace that the jade flute let go of the arm he was holding.

patted Mo Chen's shoulder, "Brother, thank you today, I should go back, I must ask you to rub it well when I have time, that's all." ”

Another hiccup.

Without waiting for Mo Chen to speak, he had already raised his feet crookedly, and raised his arms lightly, "There will be a period later." ”

Mo Chen stretched out the folding fan, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a rapid movement behind him for a moment, which made a ruthless light flash in his eyes.

The palm of his hand was slightly raised, and a blue light flashed like a meteor, and there was no more movement behind him.

The jade flute also looked back, scratched her head again, and muttered, "Is it an illusion?" ”