Brother is always slapping his face

Jia Jingyu and Qi Lu had a drink together, and said loudly: "Brother Qi won the championship last year, and his achievements are outstanding. We are beyond our reach."

Hearing this, Qi Lu was displeased. He tried the "Autumn Frost Sword" himself, but watched Jia Jingyu grasp it.Now, he has become the most favored and highly expected disciple of the master, and he is in the limelight.

No matter how hard he felt, he could only swallow his anger, and Qi Lu said in a flat tone: "Junior Brother Jia is joking, there are talents from generation to generation. Last year, I was just slightly better and luckier. This year, who may be famous all over the world?" ?”

"Hehe..." Jia Jingyu is a person with a clear mind, he felt Qi Lu's dissatisfaction with him, so he naturally didn't express it, and pretended to be a snake: "What Brother Qi said is that we can only do our best and obey the destiny. "

Qi Lu nodded lightly, and drank the fine wine in the glass in silence.

Jia Jingyu inadvertently glanced at Mo Zhannan who was at the table next to him. He had probably never drank alcohol before, but he stole a glass, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes became misty.

Gosh!This kid shouldn't be a pourer, right? !

Seeing him like this, Xue Wenlin lowered his voice and said, "Zhan Nan, how much wine have you drunk?"

"Not much, just one cup." Mo Zhannan lowered his head and whispered.

"Come here, eat some food, don't drink." Xue Wenlin blamed himself secretly, but he just didn't pay attention, toasted with Zhao Hui and Gao Zhuo at the next table, and he did it like this, this child is really unsightly peace of mind.

"Okay." Mo Zhannan responded obediently, using bamboo chopsticks to pick up the lotus root slices that Master gave him, put them in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Seeing his dazed appearance, Jia Jingyu lowered his head and laughed in a sneer, distracted.

Spotted by Mo Zhannan, he gave him a hard look.

The eyes are like glass, with mild anger and little anger, quite amorous, showing a pure color.Not only Jia Jingyu's heart was drunk and his soul flew away, but He Lianyue's heart was also shocked.

After the banquet was over, Xue Wenlin stayed with him every step of the way, and escorted "Emerald Cabbage" back to the house. He would never give those mad bees and prodigal sons a chance to take advantage of it.

He Lianyue returned angrily, but Jia Jingyu didn't move forward, hoping to see through.He looked slightly drunk, it was the first time I saw him, his face was red, his eyes were shining, and his waist was like a folded willow.Originally, he was delicate and frail, maybe he felt unwell?

Although Master Xue Wenlin was like a stone lion guarding the gate without anger and prestige, Jia Jingyu thought about it again and again, but he couldn't rest assured after all, and still wanted to see Mo Zhannan.

He went to the kitchen to pour hot water and make a cup of tea.Shi Tianjiao and Gou Fugui were cleaning up the used bowls and chopsticks, they were so busy that they didn't touch the ground.

Jia Jingyu also praised them a few words, they dare not speak out when they are angry, who made them newcomers, hot-headed, provoke the evil spirits, make excuses, dare not speak, and concentrate on work.

When he came to Master's residence, Jia Jingyu leaned under the pine tree and listened to the movement in the house.

First came Mo Zhannan's tongue-rolling, charming murmur: "Master, why isn't my brother here yet?"

"What is he here for?" Xue Wenlin said in a slightly stern voice, carefully wiping his cheeks with a wet towel.

"I have a headache." Mo Zhannan said confidently.

"Sleep if you have a headache." Xue Wenlin argued hard.

"Can't sleep." Mo Zhannan replied.

"You..." Xue Wenlinyou stood up suddenly, wishing he could be bothered.However, seeing his frowning and uncomfortable expression, I couldn't bear it, and comforted softly: "Zhan Nan, after you sleep, your head won't hurt, you know?"

After hearing this, Mo Zhannan was speechless, his expression difficult to discern.Xue Wenlin thought he listened to what he said, and was secretly glad, but the next moment, Mo Zhannan suddenly got up from the bed, staggering.

"Be careful." Xue Wenlin hurriedly reached out to caress, his actions, in the eyes of the drunk Mo Zhannan, were undoubtedly blocking.

Mo Zhannan waved his arm childishly, refused to compromise, and said obsessively: "No, I'll go find him!"

Xue Wenlin frowned, and said in a serious tone: "You can't even walk well, how can you find him?"

Mo Zhannan supported his forehead, and said: "Master, I'm going to find him, I still have a lot to say to him, just let me go..."

"What do you want to say to him?" Xue Wenlin grabbed Mo Zhannan's slender wrist, his eyes were as cold as ice...

"Ah?" The sharp eyes of the master made Mo Zhannan half sober from the wine, and he sat back on the bedside helplessly, bowed his head and whispered: "Master, I'm sorry, the disciple is rude."

"You don't need to say such things to me, well, as you wish." Xue Wenlin left this sentence, walked out quickly, and called Jia Jingyu in.

Master, I am really afraid that I will not even have the chance to be self-willed in the future.

What you say always rings in my ears.

"You think that Jia Jingyu will accept your love when the time comes. You are destined to be people from two worlds with him. If you disagree with each other, you should give up your thoughts as soon as possible!"

A sea of ​​blood and deep feud, irreconcilable!

Master, what should I do?

Just as his thoughts were disturbed, Jia Jingyu walked in lightly and called softly: "Junior brother, how are you?"

"Since you're here, why don't you come in?" Mo Zhannan raised his eyes and asked.

"I... um... I heard Master talking to you, so..." Jia Jingyu hesitated.

After hearing this, Mo Zhannan responded in a low voice from his nasal cavity: "Mmm...".

He was depressed, and he was also unhappy, Jia Jingyu said softly, "I made you a cup of tea." After finishing speaking, he put it lightly on the table, and the next moment, Mo Zhannan hugged him tightly by the waist .

Jia Jingyu's body froze, he stopped...

After a sudden realization, as if he understood something, he hugged him instead, and sighed: "Don't do this, it's what I said. After the meeting of heroes, we will make it public, and we will accompany him day and night as Taoist companions."

It cannot be made public... I am practicing the Nine Serenities Divine Art, Master will definitely be furious!

"Don't make it public." Mo Zhannan suddenly rose up, with a firm tone.

Jia Jingyu was stunned, suddenly feeling at a loss and in a dilemma.Raising his hand to gently stroke Mo Zhannan's messy strands of hair, he asked softly, "Then tell me, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Mo Zhannan didn't have an answer in his mind, but the sharp advice from his master was a shackle in his heart, torturing him day and night, making him never have peace.

Supporting the table with both hands, Mo Zhannan's breathing was unsteady, Jia Jingyu wanted to support his slightly trembling shoulders, but he stopped him with a gesture...

Jia Jingyu hung his hands in the air, his heart tightened suddenly, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart...

"Go back, I'm going to rest." He said slowly.

"Then you rest." Jia Jingyu replied, staring at him deeply, hesitated to speak, and then left reluctantly.

Junior brother, what are you thinking? If you don't tell me, how can I understand...

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No one knows what will happen in the future, the only thing we can do is to cherish the present.