Oh, why does that good big Joe like me?
Oh, why does the Big Joe who likes me happen to be the woman who can brew that wine!
Oh, she looks at me like that every time, which makes it difficult for me to pay for the wine casually. I also have to trouble Zhuge Liang, the grumbling man, to buy the wine for him. What a trouble, balabra.
To sum up, if she were big Joe, she could slap Li Bai on the wall.
Just a little bit low atmosphere, in Li Bai's fragmentary read never return, even a few more ridiculous elements in it.
Li Bai, who is usually so bold and generous outside and has excellent martial arts, looks like this at home.
However, when Lu Yilan got up with a small body and looked over Li Bai, she stopped.
Li Bai
Voice with a smile, but people clearly is not straightforward, his good-looking eyes with a lot of sorrow, his face is also a bit bitter.
Seeing Lu Yilan looking at him, he drank a glass of wine again, and said with a sense of loss, "sure enough, it's more difficult to cut off the water, and it's more difficult to drink it for so long."
"Big Joe is a very famous woman in the hearts of the residents of the canyon. I don't like her and I can't blow her face."
"Little fox, it's a good night today. I think I'm still predestined with you. I'll complain to you. You're not listening in vain. After I finish talking with you, I'll give you half a pot of wine. What do you think?"
…… Not so much.
However, Lu Yilan still nodded and did not drink. She wanted to hear Li Bai's bitterness.
"Well, it's psychic."
Then, Li Bai narrated his extremely complex psychological activities.
"Over the years, in the valley, except for the fact that women often come to me I've lived a wonderful life
"But I don't like many women in the canyon. I like young master Han, or brother Zhuang Zhou, or Mr. Zhuge. But people in the canyon value these women as treasures."
"Although I don't like it, I can't refuse it."
"Maybe these women have never experienced anything. Although they have lived for a long time, they are all very simple. I refuse to be cruel They don't understand, and they are still persevering. "
Speaking of the back, Li Bai was slightly drunk.
"In fact, a few years ago, I told Mr. Zhuge that I wanted to leave here. He asked me why, and I said..."
"He even said that I was making a fuss and that I was hypocritical."
Li Bai should have quoted Zhuge Liang as a friend or confidant, otherwise he would not have been mentioned so many times in his words.
A confidant says he's hypocritical, er I really feel bad.
Lu Yilan thought about it. He grabbed Li Bai's sleeve and jumped on his shoulder. Then he stretched out his hairy claws and patted his cool side face.
The man was stunned.
For a long time.
He stood up, pushed away the table, didn't take the glass, but began to dance sword to the moon.
"Hold on, little thing."
He is slow, not too fast. Lu Yilan holds him firmly with his claws, but he is not thrown down.
The night was as cool as water, and the sound of hunting sword swayed in Lu Yilan's ears. For a long time, he stopped.
"Although Mr. Zhuge is the person who knows me best in recent years, he doesn't understand me either..."
"Li Bai has always been natural and unrestrained, holding his sword to the end of the world."
"My appearance comes from my heart. I'm unruly and don't like to be restrained."