Chapter 404: 404
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The boy suddenly stumbled and hit her forehead with his jaw.
Shocked, he was stunned and said, "... Ah Jiu?"
What are you doing here so late? I haven't had time to ask.
He looked up at Wen Jiu and asked him very seriously, "why don't you go with such a big door at home?"
Xie Heng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold her, didn't answer the rhetorical question, "it's so late, are you waiting for me?"
Warm wine wears a little thin, has a red face, and has a mellow wine smell all over. Obviously, he drinks a lot.
She was so stubborn that she only asked him, "why don't you go to the front door?"
Xie Heng glanced at a row of wine jars under the plum blossom tree, and the red mud stove on the stone table was steaming.
He was a little funny. He slowly took out his sleeves from her hand. His tone was involuntarily gentle for a few minutes. He coaxed in a low voice: "of course, it's for coming back early to see my ah Jiu."
Warm wine looked at him, the water mist in his eyes was shrouded, hazy and unreal.
Zheng Zheng asked, "yes, yes?"
"Naturally," Xie Heng answered without thinking.
Warm wine leaned against the young man's arms, put his jaw on his heart, and listened to the heartbeat for a while.
Snowflakes quietly fell between the two men's hair, some of them turned into ice water and wet their clothes. The tip of her nose gently rubbed against the young man's heart.
"Ah Jiu..." Xie Heng's body was stiff in vain and his voice was slightly hoarse. "It's windy outside. I'll take you back to the house first, okay?"
"Not good."
She drank too much and looked as usual, but she was much more willful than usual.
Xie Heng lowered his head, attached his thin lip to her ear and asked softly, "when are you going to hold me here?"
Wen Jiu thought for a while and replied seriously, "for a long time..."
After a while, she seemed to think that these two words were not enough, and added, "for a long time, forever, I hope people will last..."
"Well, well, you can take as long as you want." Xie Heng couldn't help laughing and stretched out his hand to hold her, for fear that the little god of wealth who had been saying that he didn't have a few drops of ink in his stomach accidentally fell when he was thinking about words.
The boy hugged her and walked down the corridor. As soon as he got under the plum blossom tree, Wen Jiu suddenly patted him on the face, "why don't you go through the main door?"
Again.
Xie Heng was immediately helpless: "...."
It seems that it's right not to let her drink before. How gentle a girl is on weekdays. If she drinks too much, she dares to hit him in the face.
"Go." Wenjiu stood straight and pointed to the wall that he often turned in and out: "go out and start again. I'm not afraid of the third brother. I'll open the door for you!"
Xie Heng smiled in his eyes, "we ah Jiu have great courage and are not afraid of the third childe at all, but I have come in. Shall we go to the front door tomorrow?"
"No!" Wenjiu answered firmly, and Xie Heng's face reflected in his ink like eyes.
For such a moment, he was full of heart and eyes.
She said, "how can I be wronged like this? Don't climb over the wall in the future! You... Can only go to the front door for me!"
Fortunately, in the dead of night, the boys and waitresses had a rest.
Otherwise, warm wine will be so noisy that everyone from top to bottom will come to watch. She's afraid she won't have the face to see anyone in the future.
Xie Heng took her waist, smiled in his voice and said in a low voice, "I'm going out now. Isn't it also over the wall? How can it be again?"
Wen Jiu thought seriously, then covered his eyes with his hands and said word by word: "I can, as if I didn't see."
Xie Heng was suddenly speechless, "..."
You say she's drunk. She seems to be sober.
You say she's sober. It's not like a normal little god of wealth can do.
It's not a boy to go out now, nor is it if he doesn't go out.
It really hurts.
In the moment of his hesitation, Wenjiu suddenly raised his right hand, gently touched his heart with his index finger, then retreated a little, and said solemnly, "hurry up, walk again, and I'll open the door for you."
She said, turning and walking towards the wall with hands and feet.
Xie Heng was about to speak. After walking three or four steps to the wall, Wen Jiu suddenly turned around and muttered, "no, the door is over there..."
The little god of wealth has mostly spent his whole life on how to earn money. At present, he has completely lost his intelligence in business.
But she stumbled through the corridor holding the railing. As she walked to the gate, she murmured, "my Xie Dongfeng has to go to the main gate to go home..."
The young man who could pass calmly in the light and blood of the knife looked at her thin back with a smile on her lips, but her amber eyes were dyed red.
The silly girl said my thanks to Dongfeng.
You have to go home through the front door.
Every word is warm, so that the flying snow in the cold winter has no cold meaning at all.
At the moment, his heart was burning.
In the middle of the night, the wind and snow urged people. After drinking the warm wine, they walked very fast. When they hit the corridor column, they walked around and nodded when they saw the little girl's maid say hello. Others were stunned and couldn't see anything wrong with her.
Fearing that she might fall, Xie Hengsheng jumped onto the eaves and followed, skimming over the tiles.
One is on the roof and the other is under the corridor. The snow and the cold moon are in one color. The two figures up and down overlap in one place.
When the house guard on patrol saw the two people, he was so surprised that he stood in place and couldn't help asking, "young lady, what are you doing?"
Warm wine without talking, just bypass those people and leave.
The guards had no choice but to ask the young man in red on the eaves, "eldest childe, what are you doing?"
Don't sleep in the middle of the night, come out and play in the snow?
"It's none of your business." Xie Heng was also very helpless. He waved his hand and said, "just don't see anything."
The crowd quickly nodded.
That's why Lord Xie slept. If he saw it, the house would be noisy again.
Don't guess what the young master likes.
I can't guess if I want to break my head anyway.
Xie Heng crossed the flying snow, watched Wen Jiu help the wall and walked away. He saw with his own eyes that she got to the door well, and then climbed over the wall with peace of mind.
He only took three or two steps up the steps, reached out his hand, hooked the doorknob and knocked at the door. His heart was mixed, but his voice unconsciously smiled, "I'm back, ah Jiu."
Warm wine leaned against the door, breathing slightly, and the whole person was dizzy and swollen.
But she didn't hurry to open the door and asked him, "what's the next day?"
Xie Heng was a little confused.
That's not what she said when she told him to turn out and walk through the front door.
The boy pondered for a while and answered casually, "about five o'clock."
"What did you go out to do today?" Wenjiu asked Yawned, as if he was too sleepy. His voice asked lazily, "why did you come back so late?"
Xie Heng's heart clicked.
Good guy, I'm completely waiting for him here.
The girl is not generous when she is sober. She doesn't ask anything and everything is good. How can she become a person as soon as she gets drunk?
He didn't react at all.
Wen Jiu seemed to feel that he had waited for a long time. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door twice, "speak and talk."
Xie Heng cleared his throat and tried his best to cooperate with Wen Sheng: "I've done a lot of things outside today, but I'm all men. Even if there are girls, I don't pay attention to what I look like. I'm not as good-looking as my little god of wealth around. See what she does. And, uh... I don't drink as much wine as you. Can I come in?"
"Wait, wait..."
Warm wine, listen, some brains are not enough, so they lean against the door and think.
For a long time, I didn't want to know whether he could stop coming home late. He blurted out, "then you coax me."
The boy outside the door was stunned, "what?"
"I said..." Wenjiu raised the volume, with a bit of drunken simplicity, and even his voice was warm and soft. "If you coax me, I'll open the door for you."
"OK, OK, I'll coax, I'll coax right away." Xie Heng held back a smile, bowed his head and coaxed the girl in the door with a warm voice, "ah Jiu, be good, open the door, and I'll kneel down for you at home!"
A moment later, the door opened.
Wenjiu stepped out, pressed him against the wall, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
For a while.
The mellow aroma of wine and the warmth of lips are difficult to distinguish.
Wen Jiu grabbed the young man's skirt and said seriously, "elder brother, be good and I'll buy you a street."
"OK."
The little king of hell lowered his eyebrows and smiled at any provocation. He had no temper at all.
Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, fell into the young man's arms and murmured, "go to his uncle's emperor and crown prince! Go to his uncle's civil and military officials! Let's close the door to count the silver and don't give them a copper!"
Xie Heng whispered, "OK."
He took the brave little god of wealth around his waist and went to the house.
The wind and snow did not stop, and the north wind came like a madman. It was so cold that he held him in his backhand and buried his whole face in his arms.
I walked for a while.
She suddenly whispered, "my heart hurts."
Xie Heng didn't hear clearly. He listened and asked in a low voice, "where does it hurt?"
"A lot of silver has been washed away..." Wen Jiu pointed to the young man's heart. His face was wrinkled with injustice and shouted vaguely: "my heart hurts. ”
Xie Heng was distressed and wanted to laugh, "then I'll get it back for you. Can it not hurt?"
Warm wine without thinking about cableway: "yes!"
The boy bowed his head and gently kissed her on the middle of her eyebrows, "then wait."
"OK." Wen jiuxiao, with curved eyebrows and eyes, is clever and docile.
Xie Heng couldn't help holding her tighter.
How can this girl be so interesting?
Warm wine looked at him and smiled. The north wind made her eyes sour. She blinked. After a moment, she simply closed her eyes and lay on his shoulder.
His hand was still on his heart, and he was drawing a fist once and again.
"What's the matter?" Xie Heng's voice was very low and whispered to her, "are you afraid to hear the old emperor ask you to go to Lingyun mountain to pray for heaven?"
"No!" Wenjiu quickly denied, "do I look like such a timid person?"
Xie Heng smiled without saying anything.
Thinking: this girl is not a presumptuous person at ordinary times.
Today, I must have no bottom in my heart. I waited for him while drinking. I didn't think he had something to delay tonight and didn't come back until now.
She drank too much.
Afraid, don't admit it, hard mouth.
He held her through the corridor, walked slowly through the falling flowers, and the sound of wind and snow lingered in his ears to his own yard with warm wine.
Xie Heng put her on the couch with light hands and feet. When he covered the quilt and was ready to pour a cup of tea at the table, Wen Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him.
She almost whispered to herself, "yes, I'm afraid. I'm terrible."
Xie Heng turned back and sat beside her bed, reached out his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes, with a lazy smile, "so you've been waiting here tonight just to coax you?"
Wenjiu nodded and whispered, "but you came back so late."
As she spoke, she pinched the boy's fingertips. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly and said vaguely: "I drank a lot of wine alone... I have a lot to say to you, but now I forget."
"It doesn't hurt to forget it." Xie Heng attached himself with a very gentle tone. "It's not too late to tell me when you remember."
"No! Different!" Wen Jiu looked at him with burning eyes, holding his face in both hands and rubbing it hard.
"How can you forget? What can't be forgotten..." she was a little confused and said carelessly: "Xie Dongfeng, I'm so happy about you that I can't give up my life. I'm so happy that I'm afraid that if you have someone else, you'll forget me... I, I wasn't like this before... I used to like silver best, but now why do I like you best?"
"There will be no one else." Xie Heng kissed her reddish eyes and tail, with a tired tone. "Ah Jiu, I will protect you and protect you all my life."
I like you best.
I only like you.
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The boy suddenly stumbled and hit her forehead with his jaw.
Shocked, he was stunned and said, "... Ah Jiu?"
What are you doing here so late? I haven't had time to ask.
He looked up at Wen Jiu and asked him very seriously, "why don't you go with such a big door at home?"
Xie Heng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold her, didn't answer the rhetorical question, "it's so late, are you waiting for me?"
Warm wine wears a little thin, has a red face, and has a mellow wine smell all over. Obviously, he drinks a lot.
She was so stubborn that she only asked him, "why don't you go to the front door?"
Xie Heng glanced at a row of wine jars under the plum blossom tree, and the red mud stove on the stone table was steaming.
He was a little funny. He slowly took out his sleeves from her hand. His tone was involuntarily gentle for a few minutes. He coaxed in a low voice: "of course, it's for coming back early to see my ah Jiu."
Warm wine looked at him, the water mist in his eyes was shrouded, hazy and unreal.
Zheng Zheng asked, "yes, yes?"
"Naturally," Xie Heng answered without thinking.
Warm wine leaned against the young man's arms, put his jaw on his heart, and listened to the heartbeat for a while.
Snowflakes quietly fell between the two men's hair, some of them turned into ice water and wet their clothes. The tip of her nose gently rubbed against the young man's heart.
"Ah Jiu..." Xie Heng's body was stiff in vain and his voice was slightly hoarse. "It's windy outside. I'll take you back to the house first, okay?"
"Not good."
She drank too much and looked as usual, but she was much more willful than usual.
Xie Heng lowered his head, attached his thin lip to her ear and asked softly, "when are you going to hold me here?"
Wen Jiu thought for a while and replied seriously, "for a long time..."
After a while, she seemed to think that these two words were not enough, and added, "for a long time, forever, I hope people will last..."
"Well, well, you can take as long as you want." Xie Heng couldn't help laughing and stretched out his hand to hold her, for fear that the little god of wealth who had been saying that he didn't have a few drops of ink in his stomach accidentally fell when he was thinking about words.
The boy hugged her and walked down the corridor. As soon as he got under the plum blossom tree, Wen Jiu suddenly patted him on the face, "why don't you go through the main door?"
Again.
Xie Heng was immediately helpless: "...."
It seems that it's right not to let her drink before. How gentle a girl is on weekdays. If she drinks too much, she dares to hit him in the face.
"Go." Wenjiu stood straight and pointed to the wall that he often turned in and out: "go out and start again. I'm not afraid of the third brother. I'll open the door for you!"
Xie Heng smiled in his eyes, "we ah Jiu have great courage and are not afraid of the third childe at all, but I have come in. Shall we go to the front door tomorrow?"
"No!" Wenjiu answered firmly, and Xie Heng's face reflected in his ink like eyes.
For such a moment, he was full of heart and eyes.
She said, "how can I be wronged like this? Don't climb over the wall in the future! You... Can only go to the front door for me!"
Fortunately, in the dead of night, the boys and waitresses had a rest.
Otherwise, warm wine will be so noisy that everyone from top to bottom will come to watch. She's afraid she won't have the face to see anyone in the future.
Xie Heng took her waist, smiled in his voice and said in a low voice, "I'm going out now. Isn't it also over the wall? How can it be again?"
Wen Jiu thought seriously, then covered his eyes with his hands and said word by word: "I can, as if I didn't see."
Xie Heng was suddenly speechless, "..."
You say she's drunk. She seems to be sober.
You say she's sober. It's not like a normal little god of wealth can do.
It's not a boy to go out now, nor is it if he doesn't go out.
It really hurts.
In the moment of his hesitation, Wenjiu suddenly raised his right hand, gently touched his heart with his index finger, then retreated a little, and said solemnly, "hurry up, walk again, and I'll open the door for you."
She said, turning and walking towards the wall with hands and feet.
Xie Heng was about to speak. After walking three or four steps to the wall, Wen Jiu suddenly turned around and muttered, "no, the door is over there..."
The little god of wealth has mostly spent his whole life on how to earn money. At present, he has completely lost his intelligence in business.
But she stumbled through the corridor holding the railing. As she walked to the gate, she murmured, "my Xie Dongfeng has to go to the main gate to go home..."
The young man who could pass calmly in the light and blood of the knife looked at her thin back with a smile on her lips, but her amber eyes were dyed red.
The silly girl said my thanks to Dongfeng.
You have to go home through the front door.
Every word is warm, so that the flying snow in the cold winter has no cold meaning at all.
At the moment, his heart was burning.
In the middle of the night, the wind and snow urged people. After drinking the warm wine, they walked very fast. When they hit the corridor column, they walked around and nodded when they saw the little girl's maid say hello. Others were stunned and couldn't see anything wrong with her.
Fearing that she might fall, Xie Hengsheng jumped onto the eaves and followed, skimming over the tiles.
One is on the roof and the other is under the corridor. The snow and the cold moon are in one color. The two figures up and down overlap in one place.
When the house guard on patrol saw the two people, he was so surprised that he stood in place and couldn't help asking, "young lady, what are you doing?"
Warm wine without talking, just bypass those people and leave.
The guards had no choice but to ask the young man in red on the eaves, "eldest childe, what are you doing?"
Don't sleep in the middle of the night, come out and play in the snow?
"It's none of your business." Xie Heng was also very helpless. He waved his hand and said, "just don't see anything."
The crowd quickly nodded.
That's why Lord Xie slept. If he saw it, the house would be noisy again.
Don't guess what the young master likes.
I can't guess if I want to break my head anyway.
Xie Heng crossed the flying snow, watched Wen Jiu help the wall and walked away. He saw with his own eyes that she got to the door well, and then climbed over the wall with peace of mind.
He only took three or two steps up the steps, reached out his hand, hooked the doorknob and knocked at the door. His heart was mixed, but his voice unconsciously smiled, "I'm back, ah Jiu."
Warm wine leaned against the door, breathing slightly, and the whole person was dizzy and swollen.
But she didn't hurry to open the door and asked him, "what's the next day?"
Xie Heng was a little confused.
That's not what she said when she told him to turn out and walk through the front door.
The boy pondered for a while and answered casually, "about five o'clock."
"What did you go out to do today?" Wenjiu asked Yawned, as if he was too sleepy. His voice asked lazily, "why did you come back so late?"
Xie Heng's heart clicked.
Good guy, I'm completely waiting for him here.
The girl is not generous when she is sober. She doesn't ask anything and everything is good. How can she become a person as soon as she gets drunk?
He didn't react at all.
Wen Jiu seemed to feel that he had waited for a long time. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door twice, "speak and talk."
Xie Heng cleared his throat and tried his best to cooperate with Wen Sheng: "I've done a lot of things outside today, but I'm all men. Even if there are girls, I don't pay attention to what I look like. I'm not as good-looking as my little god of wealth around. See what she does. And, uh... I don't drink as much wine as you. Can I come in?"
"Wait, wait..."
Warm wine, listen, some brains are not enough, so they lean against the door and think.
For a long time, I didn't want to know whether he could stop coming home late. He blurted out, "then you coax me."
The boy outside the door was stunned, "what?"
"I said..." Wenjiu raised the volume, with a bit of drunken simplicity, and even his voice was warm and soft. "If you coax me, I'll open the door for you."
"OK, OK, I'll coax, I'll coax right away." Xie Heng held back a smile, bowed his head and coaxed the girl in the door with a warm voice, "ah Jiu, be good, open the door, and I'll kneel down for you at home!"
A moment later, the door opened.
Wenjiu stepped out, pressed him against the wall, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
For a while.
The mellow aroma of wine and the warmth of lips are difficult to distinguish.
Wen Jiu grabbed the young man's skirt and said seriously, "elder brother, be good and I'll buy you a street."
"OK."
The little king of hell lowered his eyebrows and smiled at any provocation. He had no temper at all.
Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, fell into the young man's arms and murmured, "go to his uncle's emperor and crown prince! Go to his uncle's civil and military officials! Let's close the door to count the silver and don't give them a copper!"
Xie Heng whispered, "OK."
He took the brave little god of wealth around his waist and went to the house.
The wind and snow did not stop, and the north wind came like a madman. It was so cold that he held him in his backhand and buried his whole face in his arms.
I walked for a while.
She suddenly whispered, "my heart hurts."
Xie Heng didn't hear clearly. He listened and asked in a low voice, "where does it hurt?"
"A lot of silver has been washed away..." Wen Jiu pointed to the young man's heart. His face was wrinkled with injustice and shouted vaguely: "my heart hurts. ”
Xie Heng was distressed and wanted to laugh, "then I'll get it back for you. Can it not hurt?"
Warm wine without thinking about cableway: "yes!"
The boy bowed his head and gently kissed her on the middle of her eyebrows, "then wait."
"OK." Wen jiuxiao, with curved eyebrows and eyes, is clever and docile.
Xie Heng couldn't help holding her tighter.
How can this girl be so interesting?
Warm wine looked at him and smiled. The north wind made her eyes sour. She blinked. After a moment, she simply closed her eyes and lay on his shoulder.
His hand was still on his heart, and he was drawing a fist once and again.
"What's the matter?" Xie Heng's voice was very low and whispered to her, "are you afraid to hear the old emperor ask you to go to Lingyun mountain to pray for heaven?"
"No!" Wenjiu quickly denied, "do I look like such a timid person?"
Xie Heng smiled without saying anything.
Thinking: this girl is not a presumptuous person at ordinary times.
Today, I must have no bottom in my heart. I waited for him while drinking. I didn't think he had something to delay tonight and didn't come back until now.
She drank too much.
Afraid, don't admit it, hard mouth.
He held her through the corridor, walked slowly through the falling flowers, and the sound of wind and snow lingered in his ears to his own yard with warm wine.
Xie Heng put her on the couch with light hands and feet. When he covered the quilt and was ready to pour a cup of tea at the table, Wen Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him.
She almost whispered to herself, "yes, I'm afraid. I'm terrible."
Xie Heng turned back and sat beside her bed, reached out his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes, with a lazy smile, "so you've been waiting here tonight just to coax you?"
Wenjiu nodded and whispered, "but you came back so late."
As she spoke, she pinched the boy's fingertips. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly and said vaguely: "I drank a lot of wine alone... I have a lot to say to you, but now I forget."
"It doesn't hurt to forget it." Xie Heng attached himself with a very gentle tone. "It's not too late to tell me when you remember."
"No! Different!" Wen Jiu looked at him with burning eyes, holding his face in both hands and rubbing it hard.
"How can you forget? What can't be forgotten..." she was a little confused and said carelessly: "Xie Dongfeng, I'm so happy about you that I can't give up my life. I'm so happy that I'm afraid that if you have someone else, you'll forget me... I, I wasn't like this before... I used to like silver best, but now why do I like you best?"
"There will be no one else." Xie Heng kissed her reddish eyes and tail, with a tired tone. "Ah Jiu, I will protect you and protect you all my life."
I like you best.
I only like you.
The boy suddenly stumbled and hit her forehead with his jaw.Shocked, he was stunned and said, "... Ah Jiu?"What are you doing here so late? I haven't had time to ask.He looked up at Wen Jiu and asked him very seriously, "why don't you go with such a big door at home?"Xie Heng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold her, didn't answer the rhetorical question, "it's so late, are you waiting for me?"Warm wine wears a little thin, has a red face, and has a mellow wine smell all over. Obviously, he drinks a lot.She was so stubborn that she only asked him, "why don't you go to the front door?"Xie Heng glanced at a row of wine jars under the plum blossom tree, and the red mud stove on the stone table was steaming.He was a little funny. He slowly took out his sleeves from her hand. His tone was involuntarily gentle for a few minutes. He coaxed in a low voice: "of course, it's for coming back early to see my ah Jiu."Warm wine looked at him, the water mist in his eyes was shrouded, hazy and unreal.Zheng Zheng asked, "yes, yes?""Naturally," Xie Heng answered without thinking.Warm wine leaned against the young man's arms, put his jaw on his heart, and listened to the heartbeat for a while.Snowflakes quietly fell between the two men's hair, some of them turned into ice water and wet their clothes. The tip of her nose gently rubbed against the young man's heart."Ah Jiu..." Xie Heng's body was stiff in vain and his voice was slightly hoarse. "It's windy outside. I'll take you back to the house first, okay?""Not good."She drank too much and looked as usual, but she was much more willful than usual.Xie Heng lowered his head, attached his thin lip to her ear and asked softly, "when are you going to hold me here?"Wen Jiu thought for a while and replied seriously, "for a long time..."After a while, she seemed to think that these two words were not enough, and added, "for a long time, forever, I hope people will last...""Well, well, you can take as long as you want." Xie Heng couldn't help laughing and stretched out his hand to hold her, for fear that the little god of wealth who had been saying that he didn't have a few drops of ink in his stomach accidentally fell when he was thinking about words.The boy hugged her and walked down the corridor. As soon as he got under the plum blossom tree, Wen Jiu suddenly patted him on the face, "why don't you go through the main door?"Again.Xie Heng was immediately helpless: "...."It seems that it's right not to let her drink before. How gentle a girl is on weekdays. If she drinks too much, she dares to hit him in the face."Go." Wenjiu stood straight and pointed to the wall that he often turned in and out: "go out and start again. I'm not afraid of the third brother. I'll open the door for you!"Xie Heng smiled in his eyes, "we ah Jiu have great courage and are not afraid of the third childe at all, but I have come in. Shall we go to the front door tomorrow?""No!" Wenjiu answered firmly, and Xie Heng's face reflected in his ink like eyes.For such a moment, he was full of heart and eyes.She said, "how can I be wronged like this? Don't climb over the wall in the future! You... Can only go to the front door for me!"Fortunately, in the dead of night, the boys and waitresses had a rest.Otherwise, warm wine will be so noisy that everyone from top to bottom will come to watch. She's afraid she won't have the face to see anyone in the future.Xie Heng took her waist, smiled in his voice and said in a low voice, "I'm going out now. Isn't it also over the wall? How can it be again?"Wen Jiu thought seriously, then covered his eyes with his hands and said word by word: "I can, as if I didn't see."Xie Heng was suddenly speechless, "..."You say she's drunk. She seems to be sober.You say she's sober. It's not like a normal little god of wealth can do.It's not a boy to go out now, nor is it if he doesn't go out.It really hurts.In the moment of his hesitation, Wenjiu suddenly raised his right hand, gently touched his heart with his index finger, then retreated a little, and said solemnly, "hurry up, walk again, and I'll open the door for you."She said, turning and walking towards the wall with hands and feet.Xie Heng was about to speak. After walking three or four steps to the wall, Wen Jiu suddenly turned around and muttered, "no, the door is over there..."The little god of wealth has mostly spent his whole life on how to earn money. At present, he has completely lost his intelligence in business.But she stumbled through the corridor holding the railing. As she walked to the gate, she murmured, "my Xie Dongfeng has to go to the main gate to go home..."The young man who could pass calmly in the light and blood of the knife looked at her thin back with a smile on her lips, but her amber eyes were dyed red.The silly girl said my thanks to Dongfeng.You have to go home through the front door.Every word is warm, so that the flying snow in the cold winter has no cold meaning at all.At the moment, his heart was burning.In the middle of the night, the wind and snow urged people. After drinking the warm wine, they walked very fast. When they hit the corridor column, they walked around and nodded when they saw the little girl's maid say hello. Others were stunned and couldn't see anything wrong with her.Fearing that she might fall, Xie Hengsheng jumped onto the eaves and followed, skimming over the tiles.One is on the roof and the other is under the corridor. The snow and the cold moon are in one color. The two figures up and down overlap in one place.When the house guard on patrol saw the two people, he was so surprised that he stood in place and couldn't help asking, "young lady, what are you doing?"Warm wine without talking, just bypass those people and leave.The guards had no choice but to ask the young man in red on the eaves, "eldest childe, what are you doing?"Don't sleep in the middle of the night, come out and play in the snow?"It's none of your business." Xie Heng was also very helpless. He waved his hand and said, "just don't see anything."The crowd quickly nodded.That's why Lord Xie slept. If he saw it, the house would be noisy again.Don't guess what the young master likes.I can't guess if I want to break my head anyway.Xie Heng crossed the flying snow, watched Wen Jiu help the wall and walked away. He saw with his own eyes that she got to the door well, and then climbed over the wall with peace of mind.He only took three or two steps up the steps, reached out his hand, hooked the doorknob and knocked at the door. His heart was mixed, but his voice unconsciously smiled, "I'm back, ah Jiu."Warm wine leaned against the door, breathing slightly, and the whole person was dizzy and swollen.But she didn't hurry to open the door and asked him, "what's the next day?"Xie Heng was a little confused.That's not what she said when she told him to turn out and walk through the front door.The boy pondered for a while and answered casually, "about five o'clock.""What did you go out to do today?" Wenjiu asked Yawned, as if he was too sleepy. His voice asked lazily, "why did you come back so late?"Xie Heng's heart clicked.Good guy, I'm completely waiting for him here.The girl is not generous when she is sober. She doesn't ask anything and everything is good. How can she become a person as soon as she gets drunk?He didn't react at all.Wen Jiu seemed to feel that he had waited for a long time. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door twice, "speak and talk."Xie Heng cleared his throat and tried his best to cooperate with Wen Sheng: "I've done a lot of things outside today, but I'm all men. Even if there are girls, I don't pay attention to what I look like. I'm not as good-looking as my little god of wealth around. See what she does. And, uh... I don't drink as much wine as you. Can I come in?""Wait, wait..."Warm wine, listen, some brains are not enough, so they lean against the door and think.For a long time, I didn't want to know whether he could stop coming home late. He blurted out, "then you coax me."The boy outside the door was stunned, "what?""I said..." Wenjiu raised the volume, with a bit of drunken simplicity, and even his voice was warm and soft. "If you coax me, I'll open the door for you.""OK, OK, I'll coax, I'll coax right away." Xie Heng held back a smile, bowed his head and coaxed the girl in the door with a warm voice, "ah Jiu, be good, open the door, and I'll kneel down for you at home!"A moment later, the door opened.Wenjiu stepped out, pressed him against the wall, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.For a while.The mellow aroma of wine and the warmth of lips are difficult to distinguish.Wen Jiu grabbed the young man's skirt and said seriously, "elder brother, be good and I'll buy you a street.""OK."The little king of hell lowered his eyebrows and smiled at any provocation. He had no temper at all.Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, fell into the young man's arms and murmured, "go to his uncle's emperor and crown prince! Go to his uncle's civil and military officials! Let's close the door to count the silver and don't give them a copper!"Xie Heng whispered, "OK."He took the brave little god of wealth around his waist and went to the house.The wind and snow did not stop, and the north wind came like a madman. It was so cold that he held him in his backhand and buried his whole face in his arms.I walked for a while.She suddenly whispered, "my heart hurts."Xie Heng didn't hear clearly. He listened and asked in a low voice, "where does it hurt?""A lot of silver has been washed away..." Wen Jiu pointed to the young man's heart. His face was wrinkled with injustice and shouted vaguely: "my heart hurts. Xie Heng was distressed and wanted to laugh, "then I'll get it back for you. Can it not hurt?"Warm wine without thinking about cableway: "yes!"The boy bowed his head and gently kissed her on the middle of her eyebrows, "then wait.""OK." Wen jiuxiao, with curved eyebrows and eyes, is clever and docile.Xie Heng couldn't help holding her tighter.How can this girl be so interesting?Warm wine looked at him and smiled. The north wind made her eyes sour. She blinked. After a moment, she simply closed her eyes and lay on his shoulder.His hand was still on his heart, and he was drawing a fist once and again."What's the matter?" Xie Heng's voice was very low and whispered to her, "are you afraid to hear the old emperor ask you to go to Lingyun mountain to pray for heaven?""No!" Wenjiu quickly denied, "do I look like such a timid person?"Xie Heng smiled without saying anything.Thinking: this girl is not a presumptuous person at ordinary times.Today, I must have no bottom in my heart. I waited for him while drinking. I didn't think he had something to delay tonight and didn't come back until now.She drank too much.Afraid, don't admit it, hard mouth.He held her through the corridor, walked slowly through the falling flowers, and the sound of wind and snow lingered in his ears to his own yard with warm wine.Xie Heng put her on the couch with light hands and feet. When he covered the quilt and was ready to pour a cup of tea at the table, Wen Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him.She almost whispered to herself, "yes, I'm afraid. I'm terrible."Xie Heng turned back and sat beside her bed, reached out his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes, with a lazy smile, "so you've been waiting here tonight just to coax you?"Wenjiu nodded and whispered, "but you came back so late."As she spoke, she pinched the boy's fingertips. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly and said vaguely: "I drank a lot of wine alone... I have a lot to say to you, but now I forget.""It doesn't hurt to forget it." Xie Heng attached himself with a very gentle tone. "It's not too late to tell me when you remember.""No! Different!" Wen Jiu looked at him with burning eyes, holding his face in both hands and rubbing it hard."How can you forget? What can't be forgotten..." she was a little confused and said carelessly: "Xie Dongfeng, I'm so happy about you that I can't give up my life. I'm so happy that I'm afraid that if you have someone else, you'll forget me... I, I wasn't like this before... I used to like silver best, but now why do I like you best?""There will be no one else." Xie Heng kissed her reddish eyes and tail, with a tired tone. "Ah Jiu, I will protect you and protect you all my life."I like you best.I only like you.
