"Have you had dinner? No, I'll ask Qinghe to bring it to you. "

"No, how about a few drinks with me?"

Murong Shaofeng's heart was torn with pain.

Every step he took was like walking on the point of a knife.

Night light cold heartache looking at him, the end can not escape sad, mottled fleeting years, some calamities, finally can not be spared.

But that person is a stranger, that is the pain in everyone's heart.

Mo Mo once said that there are two kinds of people in the world, one is happy, the other is sad, in fact, unless you have never appeared in everyone's life.

"Good! How about not being drunk? "

Night light cold throat sour, like a walnut stuck in the throat, a breath blocked in that always can not.

In fact, even if he had a fight, he would rather be beaten to death by Shaofeng than see Shaofeng's expression.

"If I can get drunk, I'd rather not wake up."

"Good! Isn't it easy to get drunk? This is the wine made by Momo. Is it strong? "

Night light cold pour wine for Murong Shaofeng. Tonight, he sprinkled a handful of salt on their wounds. They hurt, he also felt pain, so let's get drunk together!

Mu Yunxuan doesn't know how he went back to the moon Pavilion.

Qingfeng followed him, and he heard the words of night light cold.

Many times I want to go up and help the staggering Mu Yunxuan, but I bear it hard.

I don't know what happened. I've been deeply in love. Sometimes I still swear, but I can't see her. How can the Lord bear such a blow?

"Yunxuan, you're back."

Su Zimo sitting in the courtyard, she waved to Muyun Xuan, under the dark night sky, the candle light reflected her brilliant smile.

Mu Yunxuan tried his best to squeeze out a smile.

"Mo Mo, cool outside, how did you come out again?"

He gathered back all the painful look on his face and turned back to his former gentle appearance, but it was too difficult for him at the moment.

The corners of his lips always tremble with pain.

"Wait for you

Su Zimo at the moment like waiting for her husband to come back from the outside, happy.

"You! It's getting colder and colder in late autumn. You can wait in the house, Mo'er. "

Filled with courage and happiness, he went to pick her up and walked into the room.

"Then I won't see you for the first time."

Su Zimo's face happily rubbed in his arms.

Mu Yunxuan looked down at her happy look, a pair of dark eyes slightly put blue light, this time, the blue light than any time to be blue.

He looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to see into her soul.

Autumn night is as black as ink, which makes people breathless.

Su Zimo is very enthusiastic tonight.

Just like a chattering child, Didi incessantly said incessantly, a pair of soft catkin constantly make trouble on muyunxuan.

Rao is mu Yunxuan at the moment no mood and smile, heart such as a boulder pressure can not breathe, but in the face of her enthusiasm, also gradually moved up.

Mu Yun Xuan Meng a turn over, this night, Su Zimo bear his domineering and powerful possession of the breath, as if to rub her into the bones of the same.

At noon the next day, Su Zimo slowly woke up. He thought of the crazy behavior of muyunxuan last night. He was strange in his heart. However, he always thought that it was his passion that caused the disaster. Su Zimo could not help but blush. He was really a woman of color. He never thought that he would be so bold.

"Master, you are up."

Green lotus comes in, don't have deep smile to look at her.

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