Huo Jing helplessly hugged the wine jar, not letting Han Xiaoxi continue to drink, and in a blink of an eye, there were already stacked various wine jars under the table......

Her once clear eyes became more and more blurry, her eyes were filled with wine, and a slight flush appeared on her cheeks.

She rested her little face on the wooden table, whining and complaining as she pressed against it.

"Do you think he has something wrong with his brain? Why is this person so capricious! He is the one who wants to get married! He is the one who says he will break up!"

“......”

Huo Jing didn't know what the situation was, and it was difficult to persuade her, so she could only take care of Han Xiaoxi on the side as if she were taking care of a child, patting Han Xiaoxi's back while comforting her.

Just as Han Xiaoxi was drunk and lingered in the wine country, the figure of the woman who pushed the door in made her sober up in an instant.

Han Xiaoxi squeezed Huo Jing's hand tightly, although her hand was white bone, she could also touch it!

Huo Jing almost screamed out, but she was pulled closer by her, leaning on Han Xiaoxi's body and looking at the door.

Isn't this person in a golden silk robe a golden flute?!

Huo Jing gently sensed with her spiritual power, and found that this person was not an entity, but a puppet made of paper.

She cautiously reminded Han Xiaoxi with her expression, but she didn't expect Han Xiaoxi to show a surprised look at all.

"How did you know I was here?"

Han Xiaoxi drank a little too much, but his tongue was still sensitive, and he asked directly, and his words were still very clear.

"For someone like me, who is good at finding news, it's not hard to know where you are. Don't you want to hear what I have to say?"

The paper figure of the golden flute is no different from her image, but the expression on her face is like a rigid machine, not at all as charming and affectionate as a real person.

"I don't want to hear it, you can go. ”

Han Xiaoxi was in a bad mood, but he didn't want to be fanned again, the same trick had already been used once, and it wouldn't be interesting to use the golden flute again.

"In that case, I'll go first. ”

With that, the paper figure of the golden flute slowly left outside.

When she walked to the door, Han Xiaoxi suddenly spoke again.

"Forget it, you say it. He's already dumped me. ”

"What? What did you say?"

This news is really unknown to Jin Di.

When the golden flute heard this, he burst into laughter similar to that of a goose goose, and it was really creepy that a paper figure could laugh like this.

Han Xiaoxi's temper is now explosive, and he dares to laugh at her like this.

She immediately flew out of the chopsticks in her hand, using the weaving fog as the rudder shaft in the left and right directions, and steadily cut off the lower body of the paper man, forcing the paper man of the golden flute to only spread on the ground and speak.

"Han Siju's temper is really worthy of the name. Jin Di restrained his smile and returned to the topic, "I was just announcing that the Night King has rekindled his old relationship with me, so you should give up earlier, but I didn't expect that the Night King has already given up on you, which saves me the means." ”

Jin Di is really good at dying, and he has to insert another knife in Han Xiaoxi's heart, so angry that Han Xiaoxi flew up a plate and smashed the paper man to pieces.

Mixed with rich vegetable juice, poured a golden flute.

Because the paper man can't see the water, the mana on the paper figure instantly drifts away, and the golden flute loses control over the paper man.

Han Xiaoxi felt that he was still not relieved enough, so he stood up and kicked the paper figure twice.

What she hates most in her life is that others challenge her, and laughing at herself repeatedly like this is even more hateful than Zhong Yiming.

She's going to take back everything she's lost!

She wants to chase this man back, and then get rid of him as proudly as she does now!

It doesn't matter if he's the Night King or some kind of middle and second disease patient, they will be treated equally!

Han Xiaoxi picked up the rest of the wine jar, and then checked out to pay, and the only silver ticket left on his body was secretly taken from Xuan Mo.

After drinking the wine, he also used the silver ticket given by Xuanmo to bring a jar of osmanthus brew to Xuanmo, and the aisle was a little unstable, so he thought about going back to find Xuanmo.

Huo Jing hurriedly stepped forward to help, but she was unsteady and almost fell to the ground with Han Xiaoxi......

Han Xiaoxi drank so much meat and vegetables, and he didn't know which room he went back to in the palace, and the door frames in front of him were two.

Oh!

Her room didn't seem to have such a wide door frame......

"Huojing, this doesn't seem to be my room. ”

Han Xiaoxi said hesitantly, holding the door frame and not letting go, stubbornly thinking that this was "not my room".

"You read that wrong, this is your room. Aren't all rooms the same, look at the door frame, this bed, this dark room, aren't they all the same......"

Huo Jing's brainwashing words completely extinguished Han Xiaoxi's doubts.

She was pushed in by Huo Jing, and then Huo Jing eagerly closed the door, and secretly looked in through the door frame, but unfortunately she didn't have the ability to see at night, otherwise she must watch this good show.

Han Xiaoxi was pushed through the door, so he simply sighed directly and accepted the reality.

Alas, whatever, just go to bed first.

Thinking like this, Han Xiaoxi began to untie her own wide clothes, the thin outer robe faded, and the complicated clothes were one by one, until she was left with a light plain white undershirt, and she was ready to climb into bed.

As everyone knows, there is a pair of dark deep eyes on the bed watching everything happen.

Han Xiaoxi fumbled around, touched the pedal in front of the bed, and touched the edge of the bed, and muttered in his mouth:

"Huo Jing is really annoying, why don't you light the lamp...... What should I do if I fall so dark. ”

Sure enough, I don't know if it was alcohol, Han Xiaoxi's figure suddenly became a little unstable, and he grabbed a "pitch-black bedpost" out of thin air.

simply relied on her skillful arm strength and waist strength to cling to it, holding the bedpost and not letting go, for fear that as soon as she let go, she would have a close kiss with the ground.

"Ahhhh ”

She didn't feel anything strange, after all, the temperature of this bedpost didn't seem to be any different from the ground.

The difference seems to be that this bedpost is wrapped in a black cloth.

Oops, why do you need to wrap the bedpost, it's too troublesome.

With a casual pull, Han Xiaoxi neatly ripped off the layer of cloth, and then pasted his face on it, feeling the coolness and comfort.

It's even better than the soup woman.

The wine was strong, and Han Xiaoxi couldn't hear any difference in the sounds around him.

In fact, there was a very distinct sound of heavy breathing in my ears, but it was all covered by the scattered wine.

In her eyes, it was nothing more than a cold bedpost.

Interestingly......

This stubborn bedpost can still move.

The bedpost picked her up in her arms and rested lightly on the bed, her dark eyes staring at her became deeper and brighter, but Han Xiaoxi closed her eyes and didn't feel the danger around her at all.

Han Xiaoxi sat on the bed, there was nothing to support her, she casually fell to the bed, but this bed was a little different from what she slept in the past.

It's a little too hard to the touch......

There was no softness of several layers of quilts, she frowned, pouted, and muttered:

"The bed was really hard and not comfortable at all. ”

Seeing that Han Xiaoxi was already completely drunk, Xuan Mo stood up with his body that had not fully healed, and wanted to get some quilts for her and use them as mattresses to cushion underneath, so that the bed might be softer.

Just as the bedpost was leaving, Han Xiaoxi hugged the bedpost's waist again, and his nervous and timid little face was pressed against his waist, and he said glutinously.

"O bedpost—don't go. Don't dump me. What did I do wrong, can't you say it, why just throw me away......"

Why, is the dignified Han Siju now in love with a bedpost, or is he forced to confide in the bedpost?

The bedpost wanted to pull off the little woman on his waist, but no matter how hard he tried, the little woman didn't move, like a dog skin plaster, and it wouldn't be torn off again if it was pasted on.

I thought that this little woman would be able to live in peace when she was tired, but after waiting for a few incense sticks, Xuanmo maintained this posture, and Han Xiaoxi had no intention of letting go at all, and her endurance was quite long-lasting......

"Good, let go first, I'll get you some quilts. ”

Xuan Mo gently patted the restraints on his waist, but he never thought that this little woman was hugging him tighter and tighter, not only hugging his strong and solid waist, but also rubbing his little face behind him, and his bedpost was reduced to a large doll......

"No! ”

Han Xiaoxi muttered, burying his face in his lower back, sniffing the fresh and good woody scent on his body, slightly cold, but elegant and charming enough.

"Don't go, don't go. ”

For the first time, Xuan Mo turned around like a child, hugged the little woman in front of him, touched her smooth and flowing short hair, and sat next to him on the bed.

Fortunately, he was tired today and came back early to rest, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to bump into her so delicate and cute side.

"Then you say...... Say why you left me. ”

As she spoke, this little girl even started crying.

This cry can cry directly into Xuan Mo's heart, the trick used by the White Lotus before, but here in Han Xiaoxi, the true feelings are revealed.

Hearing this, he became more and more worried, and his originally cold and angry tone softened, and he said to the kitten in his arms.

"Don't you like that Hou Ye, isn't it good for me to fulfill you?"

Xuan Mo said this, and there was a touch of jealousy in his heart, he was afraid that he would hear an affirmative answer from Han Xiaoxi's mouth.

The broken mood is like this quiet night, lonely and empty, but I would rather it be eternally dark and have no echo at all.

Therefore, Xuan Mo threw Han Xiaoxi directly outside the palace, without waiting for her to reply to herself and say the next sentence that made her sad.

But in Han Xiaoxi's ruddy lips, what was revealed was not the words in Xuan Mo's imagination at all.

"Which stupid X said that I like Master Hou!"

cough cough cough ......

It's the first time that Lord Night has been scolded to his face for being a stupid X.