Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

I looked at Jing Nian in the mirror, like a fish lost in a glass bottle, its scales were cut off, and he was slaughtered.

Shaking my head, not looking into his eyes, I said sternly, "I'm going out, I have business to do."

Thinking of Jing Nian's misdeeds of half forcing and half seducing, I immediately added. "Since you don't help me, don't make trouble. No, it's best not to touch me."

"Senior brother, why is his mouth always defensive, but his body does the opposite?"

"Don't try to bias me with your wrong logic." I covered my ears resolutely, and while carefully avoiding physical contact with him, I walked towards the door. "I won't listen."

Jing Nian stood where he was and didn't post it again. I was relieved when I felt that the well-tied ribbon loosened on my neck, and I didn't know when it was picked apart.

I looked at Jing Nian in astonishment, he only twitched his two fingers, and felt his chest tighten, the soft rubbing sound of the special fabric made by the palace, before he could react, a piece of underwear embroidered with ostriches was ripped off come out.

He did follow my words and did not touch a limb.

Jing Nian held the obscene clothes in his palm, raised his eyebrows at me, and the door behind him was already wide open.

"Please, brother."

I blinked, but before I understood the situation, he sneered again and said, "What? Are you still waiting for me to send you off? I think it's true, senior brother's appearance of losing all etiquette, let alone revealing himself in front of the palace people, I'm afraid Even Wu Yunzong's face and image will be completely lost."

Etiquette...By the way, Qin Simu mentioned that the etiquette in the palace is cumbersome, so it takes a lot of time to dress me up, and I can only continue to implement the plan after my appearance is muddled.

What Jing Nian said made me nervous immediately, how dare I go out again, I just want to look in the mirror, he stood in front of me as expected, and said maliciously: "Don't look, illusions don't work on senior brother, you won't know yourself How frivolous and frivolous in the eyes of others."

For a while, a lot of messy pictures popped up through related searches in my mind, I suppressed all kinds of dirty words that had already reached my lips, and said bitterly: "Give it back to me."

"When the elixir expires tomorrow morning, I will naturally return it to senior brother."

Therefore, it is still to prevent me from sneaking into Yongshou Palace.

He sat back on the couch, ignoring my anger, Shi Shiran put the obscene clothes on his knees, the soft silk cloth unfolded naturally, and the shallow wet marks of sweat stains were still faintly visible, I was so anxious that I wanted Jing Nian to stop He made this inexplicable and shameful act, but he held a small leaf of Polygonum sativa on the corner of his clothes and watched silently.

"Oh, it probably got on by accident when I was playing with No. 2 just now." I took out the kit in my arms, "Have you forgotten? It was given by you before."

Jing Nian also took out an identical kit from his bosom, but without my drum.

I asked, "What are you doing with an empty kit?"

"It's not empty, it's the same as what's in the brother's bag."

"Could it be that you, like No. 2, like to smell cat grass?"

"..." His joking expression gradually dissipated, and he said displeasedly, "Brother, why do you have to pretend to be confused?"

I scratched my head, and then I remembered that in addition to Mutian Polygonum, there was also a handful of Jingnian's hair in the kit.

Correspondingly, in his kit is my hair.

He also undid the tie to confirm this.

Memory retrieval, until the day he was bitten by No. 2, the location was Queqiao River, where Jing Nian cut off a strand of my hair.

I suddenly said: "So, it's not a head-down technique used to curse me."

But what's the point of saving each other's hair?

Facing my question, Jing Nian sighed, and said: "I know that senior brother is slow and may never be able to comprehend it. I also hesitated for a long time, but I still don't want to wait any longer."

After saying that, he took the kit in my hand, took out the strands of hair in it, tied the two strands of hair into ropes, tied the ends with red thread, and put them back into his kit.

Then, he put the kit in the palm of his hand and handed it to me. There was light in his eyes, which was clearly reflected on my LCD iris.

I seem to be pinned on a kind of expectation that I never had.

So I also want to give a perfect answer.

【Searching for the meaning of the ceremony of "hair knotting"——】

【Please wait--】

[After searching, please check the results——]

[Permission not obtained, viewing failed. 】

permission denied?How can it be?Obviously it is the most basic function that has been used.

After repeatedly verifying that this is not a bug, I realized that it could only be that the headquarters, which is above all authority, banned this operation, and the reason is unknown.

But Jing Nian was still looking at me, the more passionate his eyes became, the more ashamed I became.

I used to long for Jingnian to treat me as an equal person, not an object, but now I have my wish, but I realize that I can't even control my own sovereignty.

I belong to someone else, so I am not qualified to accept Jing Nian's gift bag, so I can only reach over his outstretched hand in self-deprecation, forget the words that warned Jing Nian not to touch me, give him a hug, and ask carefully with. "Maintain the status quo first, okay?"

Facing my 180-degree turn in my attitude, Jing Nian was naturally suspicious. He frowned and asked, "What exactly are you running away from, brother?"

I didn't answer, but silently tightened my arms and hugged me even tighter.

The white jade-colored pinnae turned completely red, Jing Nian scolded me in a low voice: "Senior brother is a woman now, how can he casually have skin-to-skin kisses with men?"

That being said, he didn't push me away.

The obscene clothes on my knees slipped down silently, and between his lips and teeth, he left more water marks on Ru Qun's chest.

The sky was getting darker, just a flash in the pan, the rays of light in the mirror moved along with the morning and evening line, a pair of portraits cuddled together were separated geometrically by light and shadow, Jing Nian stopped his movements, patted my cheek, and said, "It's time to light the lamp. "

I just got up from him, wiped the folds of the flat skirt, and found that I was still calculating the success rate of asking Jing Nian for help again.

Knocked the back of his head hard, this damn calculating instinct, no wonder Jing Nian felt that I was using my body to trick him.

I wanted to say something to Jing Nian, but suddenly I heard the high-pitched sound of the guqin being tapped, and Jing Nian paused for lighting the lamp. I felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, what followed was that familiar piece of music.

It's the 3th.

The lamp fell to the ground and shattered. Without saying a word, Jing Nian pushed open the window and chased after the source of the sound.

I followed suit.

Finally, I came to a palace nearly a hundred feet high, covered with clouds and mist, as if I could pick off the stars by raising my hand. There are few buildings of this height in the entire Chungdu, or even the entire Xiuzhen Continent. You can see it from a distance, but it actually appears out of thin air when you get close. There is no pile of bricks and tiles, but suspended in the air, and the gaps open and close like a matrix, allowing colorful and magnificent lyre fish to shuttle through it.

The sound of the zither, which dominates everything, is coming from the top, ethereal like fairy music.

But for Jing Nian, someone played his unpublished piece.

If the aborigines here saw it, they would definitely call it a miracle.

But it is not far away at all, but within reach.

There is no inscription on the plaque, only a "three" character.

There are no guards at the gate, even the gate is open.

Jing Nian walked in without any hesitation, and climbed up the stairs. The jumping stairs made the gap between me and him always one step, which was insurmountable.

I can't stop him from seeing number 3.