Chapter 800

Feng inadvertently took mu Qianxun's hand and carefully protected her through the crowd. She put on the dragon's Gate Inn. She was so tired that she could use lightness skills. It's really good!

He Lianxing flew past the crowd with a black face and a small medical Fairy on his back, and crossed over to song Ningyu, who was nine stories tall.

Song Ningyu swept her eyes, Xiao Yixian, he Lianxing smiled, and the wind inadvertently and mu Qianxun picked her eyebrows: "where has innocence gone?"

Mu Qianxun waved Feng's unintentional hand with a smile and rubbed it against song Ningyu's big collapse. He said with a smile: "he's addicted to sending red envelopes. He's sending red envelopes at this time. Besides, you only sent five people. If innocence goes, who will go to the top?"

Song Ningyu nodded and thought it was quite reasonable. There was a round table above. There were all kinds of drinks, fruits and fruits on the table. At this time, there was no need to sing. Everyone had a three-day holiday. Even the shopkeeper happily joined the long dragon who received the red envelope.

The lights reflected the smiling faces. Song Ningyu drank and said with a smile, "this is the new year." in previous years, he was busy alone, and suddenly passed.

"That's true. The Chinese New Year is about to look like the Chinese New Year. Speaking of it, your two big marriages are too hasty, and you don't wait for us to have a cup of wedding wine." kan Hua glanced at the wind that doesn't leave mu Qianxun for three steps. He was careless and laughed wildly.

As soon as mu Qianxun looked back at the people behind him, he suddenly became stiff. The cup in her hand was tightly held in her hand. Song Ningyu's eyes were slightly dark. With the fireworks exploding all over the sky, mu Qianchen's gentle jade like face loomed in the corridor.

He stepped out, and a pair of eyes fell on song Ningyu. He smiled and said, "see the excitement here, so I'm here to have a look."

Wind inadvertently took a jar of wine and forcibly stuffed it into mu Qianchen's hand. Mu Qianxun pulled the jar of wine and wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows. Her face was a little gloomy and warned: "wind unintentionally, Qian Chen can't drink!"

Feng Wuxin's face suddenly became gloomy. He looked at Chihiro, who was elegant and charming in front of him. His eyes flashed strong anger: "what's the matter with a big man? Can't you even drink some wine?"

He doesn't like Chihiro's too much concern for Chihiro, which makes him feel that he doesn't have a chance at all. Everything is just that he is singing a monologue alone. He has been singing such a play for a month, and everything is his willful accommodation and perfection!

"I said, Qianchen can't drink. The wind has no intention. Do you want to stay with me?"

Qianxun's words suddenly sank for a few minutes. Song Ningyu was surprised and hurried forward to persuade him to fight. Mu Qianchen suddenly grabbed the wine jar in Mu Qianxun's hand and poured it straight up. The wine went down along his thin green clothes. His green clothes were stained with wine and became darker under the mottled fireworks.

Mu Qianxun stood on one side, anxious. The jar of wine, from the original worry to the end, became a cry of excitement. There were not many bottles of wine, at least three or four kilograms!

Mu Qianchen finished drinking in one breath and threw the wine jar out. With a bang, the wine jar was empty. Feng had no intention, and his eyes were slightly deep. However, he saw mu Qianchen's eyes falling straight on song Ningyu. His eyes looked at Song Ningyu vaguely and whispered: "Ning Yu, do you remember when you were bullied by Miss Song? You were so patient that it hurt me..."

Feng Wuxin finally knows why he can't drink. The so-called saying that he speaks the truth after drinking is such a sentence for mu Qianchen! In a moment, all his precautions in his heart dissipated completely.

Song Ningyu raised her head in surprise and soon fell into peace: "it's all old things. Why mention it again."

"I want to mention it, Ning Yu. I'm afraid if I don't mention it again, I won't have a chance again. When I wanted to propose marriage to you, a decree said that I wanted to make you into the palace. The person who entered the palace was song Ningxue. Do you know how happy I was that day? I thought I still had a chance, but he made a decree to marry you to Gong Zilin. I didn't have the courage to marry you again and again, Ning Yu To miss you. "

Everyone is stunned. What's the matter? Your Majesty's good luck is too prosperous?

Song Ningyu just answered faintly. She smiled and said, "I know, Qianchen, we all have to live well. You will meet the man with courage."

Mu Qianchen nodded, swayed to the round table, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip and fell to the ground with a bang. Mu Qianxun was very frightened, but he saw that the wind was unintentionally one step faster than Qian Xun and held mu Qianchen in his arms. They began to think wildly again. The relationship between this family is really chaotic.

The wind inadvertently glanced at Chihiro and said softly, "although it's the new year, it's a little messy. Stay here and I'll take him to the guest room."

Song Ningyu glanced at Lian Qing standing in the corner and said, "take care of him."

Lotus clear clever answer, follow the wind unintentionally behind, step by step away.

Looking at the broken wine jar, mu Qianxun suddenly remembered what she had said with mu Qianchen that night.

"Qian Chen, you said, if we were together, how good it would be."

Mu Qianchen made a slight effort. The thin glass cup was broken in his palm. He didn't say anything and turned away.

Now she understood. In fact, he wanted to tell her that once there was a crack, those things would break, even if he was careful.

And the broken things will never come back.

Mu Qianxun suddenly chased in the direction that mu Qianchen left.

She looked at the four people running away with an inexplicable face and sighed helplessly: "Alas, being young is good. Unlike the patriarch, they are all 20 now." she shook her head and sighed.

Song Ningyu lay on the collapse, looked up at the fireworks that were constantly breaking and fleeting, and reminded him, "you really don't remember Fengwu?"

He Hua picked his eyebrows. His eyes were full of curiosity: "who is Feng Wu? Should I know him?" song Ningyu didn't know whether it should be. However, there was a cough between him and Feng Wu or Yu hengzi?

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao, dressed in a black black robe, ran towards this side on the roof. Because there was no murderous spirit on him, song Ningyu just glanced at it without too much expression.

But the man stepped in the direction of song Ningyu. He looked at Song Ningyu. His eyes caged in a black cloak were full of sadness.

"The snow emperor, is he dead?" song Ningyu's cup fell to the ground with a bang from his fingertips. The white jade cup was missing a step and rolled down towards the rockery and flowing river, making a thud sound. The happy smiles of all the people congealed on their faces.

He Hua roared in a rough voice, "Hey, who are you?"