The night was getting late, but Bai Yi did not return to his courtyard, he looked at the edge wood that left him on the other side, and his eyes occasionally showed a little inexplicable reverie. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His fingertips tapped lightly on the corner of the table, as if he was thinking about something, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth completely revealed his thoughts.

"What are you laughing at?" Yuan Mu glanced at him with a little softness, and after that night, this gentle woman was really full of charm in her every move. Her eyes are tactful, which hooks people's hearts and attracts people's hearts.

It's a pity that Bai Yi couldn't adapt to seeing her like this, straightened his sitting posture, poured himself a cup of weak tea, and replied in a deep voice: "I was thinking, if you asked me to stay, it wasn't because of something else." Then you must want to tell me who the so-called Dragon Lord is. ”

"I thought you really didn't need to know?" Seeing Bai Yi pour himself a cup of tea very kindly, Yuanmu just joked very casually. She now seems to have really let go of her past grudge against Baiyi and re-faced the young man in front of her. At the very least, he recognized the other party's talent in strategy, of course, only Bai Yi himself knew, and that talent was only because of the gap in experience.

"Pingjin Dao has always been the most difficult place to govern in the Wumeng, because this piece was not personally subdued by the old lady, but because the old lady and Song Yiyuan, the leader of the rivers and lakes of Pingjin Dao, that is, the current Dragon Prince, worshipped his brothers, and included Pingjin Dao in the jurisdiction of the Wumeng. Yuanmu took a sip of weak tea and explained.

Bai Yi knew his mistake and admitted calmly: "So that's the case, that's what I want to do." It seems that the old man's prestige is not as good as I thought. ”

"Not really. Yuanmu glanced at the young man who calmly admitted his mistakes with some surprise, and refreshed some inherent impressions. She didn't think that this guy who had always been unruly could admit his mistakes calmly, and probably the dislike for him all along was not only due to that reason, but also some unrealistic prejudices.

This boy is more real than he imagined, not the human form in the painting, nor the stereotypical clay sculpture. He has his own real likes and dislikes, and he will also reverie and make mistakes.

"The old lady's prestige in Jiangnan is naturally good enough, otherwise the Sun family would not have been inactive. But Song Yiyuan, the dragon king, is himself the pinnacle of the nine products, and the leader of the rivers and lakes with a complete artistic conception, if it weren't for this, with the old lady's temperament, he wouldn't have to endure it for so many years. Yuanmu sighed suddenly, being infected by this young man, her awe of her old lady gradually faded, and she said some of her own thoughts.

And tapped the porcelain cup in his palm, and Bai Yi squinted his eyes slightly. Although he didn't expect that the identity and strength of this dragon lord were good, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his plan. Even if the Dragon King doesn't come, he can take Tianyi to kill Pingjin Dao, anyway, it's just a nine-grade peak, and it's not that he can't kill him if he suffers some losses.

Keenly aware of the killing intent in Bai Yi's eyes, Yuan Mu couldn't help but become interested in the origin of this young man. She wanted to know where this incomparably mysterious young man came from, who taught him this shocking martial arts, and what magnificent storms he had experienced.

A lot of doubts lingered in my mind, like the tempting aroma of wine, and like the hearty joy of that night. Yuanmu's face was slightly red, she was a little shy, why couldn't she control her mind like this, she really shouldn't! However, she had some aftertaste of that impressive night, after all, the young man at that time really had a mellow and gentle taste like old wine, and she couldn't help but be intoxicated.

Bai Yi ignored the shy beauty in front of him, and his thoughts had drifted away. For the Qianyuan Wumeng and the strength of Luofu, he still didn't know a little. These unknown variables kept him from grasping the standards for acting here, and sometimes he always did something worse, and these millimeters always extended something that he was bored with.

Maybe he really has to get to know the world he lives in, if not for anything else, just so that he and Lu Qian can stand at the same starting point now. His rise in Luofu is still too fast, and everything he wants to know can only be known through other people's mouths in the end, and this completely non-objective way of obtaining information is the reason why he has not fully understood Luofu.

He is not a person who can easily trust others, and it always makes him feel too troublesome to bother to distinguish the truth from the truth of other people's words. However, no matter what the world is, the most common thing people tell is a lie. This is the immutable truth, and there is only this sentence, which Bai Yi has never doubted.

He looked at the woman in front of him, although he and her already had a skin-to-skin relationship, although she was in the same camp as him, but he didn't dare to trust her, which could be regarded as a kind of sadness derived from arrogance. He can calculate the benefits, but he can't calculate the hearts of the people at all, because it is never a simple thing that can be calculated. The change of people's hearts is more complex than any unsolved problem.

"If, let me ask you, can I trust you? wouldn't you think it's ridiculous?" Bai Yi suddenly stared at Yuanmu's eyes and asked abruptly. His tone was a little cautious, like a stranger he had met for the first time, suspicious and full of temptation.

Yuanmu blinked, and suddenly got up.

Bai Yi is a little strange, his words should not have made this woman who has regained her gentle personality angry. Why did she leave without saying a word?

Just thinking about it, a smell of wine greeted her, it turned out that Yuanmu did not leave, she just brought a jar of wine that seemed to be freshly brewed and put it on the table. She skillfully lifted the wine seal, and then casually poured out the residual tea in the porcelain cup in front of Bai Yi and poured it for him.

Her eyebrows were picturesque at this time, and there was a little coquettishness in her tone that she didn't notice, and she said lightly: "Do you dare to gamble with me if you spit out the truth after drinking?"

"You also want to know about me?" Bai Yi suddenly reacted to what she meant, but looking at that pretty face like a delicate face, he suddenly didn't want to refuse. Although he has many secrets, they are not all unspeakable. It seems like a good deal.

"A glass of wine is a problem, and I am willing to gamble and lose. Bai Yi picked up his wine glass and said lightly.

Yuanmu also raised his glass, his eyebrows and eyes were soft and watery: "I am willing to lose the bet." ”