Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About the thing about me getting drunk! ?

When Qingxuan sent the bowls and chopsticks downstairs and came back, he found Meng Hongyi reclining on the bed, happily throwing pastries into his mouth.

Didn't I just say that I was full...

"Aren't you full?" Qing Xuan asked.

Hearing this, Meng Hongyi's chewing movements slowed down instantly, and he said embarrassingly: "It's boring to just sit, and there's nothing to do with an idle mouth, so..."

What a greedy little cat.

Qing Xuan smiled helplessly, but didn't say much.

After three or four hours...

Meng Hongyi changed into the clothes Qing Xuanxin bought for him. The snow-white robe made his skin smoother and fairer, and he looked a little cuter than before.

"Let's go, I guess it's almost time."

Meng Hongyi was about to jump down from the collapse, but Qingxuan who came forward directly hugged him vigorously in his arms. This movement...has been practiced by heart.

When she left the Qing residence, Yu Ruyan was slowly sorting out accounts in front of the cabinet, and seeing the two of them preparing to go out, she asked casually, "Where are you planning to go?"

Qingxuan glanced at Yu Ruyan coldly, and replied indifferently, "I have something to deal with."

Meng Hongyi knew that Qingxuan's attitude had always been indifferent, but it was the first time he had seen such a cold tone and way of speaking, so he couldn't help being curious...

Between Yu Ruyan and Qing Xuan—what happened?

With this curiosity, Meng Hongyi asked tentatively: "Does Brother Qing hate Yu Ruyan? She... Although she is indeed a bit strange, she doesn't seem to be a very bad person."

Qingxuan's heart sank, and two big characters suddenly filled his head - Brother Qing.

This sudden appellation was like a small stone hitting his heart with a bang. He looked down at Meng Hongyi in his arms, and felt his skin was numb.

Obviously it is a very normal name.

But when Meng Hongyi yelled it, there was a wonderful charm, and the moment it reached the ears, it was like holding a sweet but not greasy toffee.

In short, Qingxuan was stunned for a while because of such a "brother".

Meng Hongyi saw Qingxuan stopped and did not speak, mistakenly thinking that the question just offended Qingxuan, not knowing what to do, he lowered his head remorsefully, and buried himself in Qingxuan's arms.

Qingxuan, who was short of breath, touched Meng Hongyi's small head with trembling hands, and spoke in a weak voice, "She is very complicated, so don't have too much contact with her."

"Oh..." Meng Hongyi raised his head and glanced at Qingxuan, at least his expression did not show the slightest bit of anger, then...the problem shouldn't be a big deal, "I will be obedient."

Hearing this, Qingxuan's heart that had been muffled by heat softened again.

Vaguely, he even felt that Meng Hongyi did this on purpose to make him feel uncomfortable!

After a while, they arrived at Chufang Garden.

Although it is called a garden, it is actually a three-story restaurant. The difference from Qingju is that there is a huge stage in the entrance lobby, and the stools and tables for guests to sit and watch all form a huge circle. ring.

"Guests upstairs, please!" A shop waiter came up, took a look at the clothes of Qingxuan and Meng Hongyi, and led them directly to the second floor.

They were seated in a perfect position.

This place is facing the stage in the lobby on the first floor, and it is impartial. If you sit on the first floor, you may be blocked by people's heads, but the bird's-eye view on the second floor will not, and you can have a panoramic view of everything very easily.

"What a nice place." Meng Hongyi lay lazily on the table and yawned boredly. When tears filled his eyes, he reached out to wipe them away.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had been silent since Qingxuan sat down, and his expression was a little dignified.

What's going on here?

Meng Hongyi looked around suspiciously. The Chufang Garden at night was really lively. The tables inside and outside were almost full, and the voices of everyone chatting were mixed, and it was indeed a bit noisy.

Meng Hongyi, who couldn't see anything unusual, tilted his head and asked weakly, "Is something wrong?"

Qingxuan looked at Meng Hongyi, moved his mouth but made no sound.

For a moment, Meng Hongyi thought he was deaf, but suddenly his mind was filled with Qingxuan's extremely clear and loud voice, which really refreshed his mind!

"There is a strange demonic energy around here."

Strange magic energy! ?

From Meng Hongyi's point of view, the men around drinking and talking, wearing coarse linen clothes, looked very ordinary, not like some magic cultivators.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him.

Realizing that something was wrong, Meng Hongyi turned his head abruptly, but the people behind him were still chatting and drinking as usual, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"It's strange, I feel like I'm being targeted." Meng Hongyi hunched over, whispered, and at the same time quietly glanced sideways at the people at the next table, for fear that others would hear what he said.

Qingxuan's eyes suddenly fell on the pendant on Meng Hongyi's neck, and he suddenly wanted to understand why the demon cultivator would follow them.

He thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Would you like to come into my arms?"

what! ?

When he heard these words, Meng Hongyi was stunned.

Although he would stay in Qingxuan's arms for more than ten hours every day, but he suddenly asked if he wanted to come into my arms... This feeling is very strange!

Realizing that something was wrong, Qingxuan coughed twice, and then slowly explained: "I'm just afraid that some moths will suddenly appear later."

Actually...Meng Hongyi was sitting next to Qingxuan, not far away at all, if he really wanted to get into Qingxuan's arms, he would have to turn over.

It's just that there are too many people in Chufangyuan, and Meng Hongyi is really embarrassed to lie in Qingxuan's arms in front of the crowd, wouldn't that seem too unmanly!

"There are so many people, isn't it appropriate?" Meng Hongyi said.

"Earlier, under the watchful eyes of all disciples and elders, you were still crying in my arms. Why do you feel shy now?"

Qingxuan said this in a particularly resentful tone, as soon as he recalled the embarrassment of standing on the Qiankun platform at that time, he was so angry that he wanted to pinch Meng Hongyi's floppy little face.

Having said that, Meng Hongyi blushed again in an instant, and he explained embarrassingly: "That's...that's because you were so angry that your whole body was cold, and I cried because I was afraid, and I couldn't hold back the kind! "

Qingxuan frowned in surprise, he never thought that the reason for crying that day was all his own.

"You two, this sake is a must with opera. You must try it." The waiter who had just led the way came out of nowhere. He put the ceramic jug in his hand on the table and smiled. said.

Qing Xuanben wanted to say something, but was suddenly dumbfounded after being interrupted by the shop waiter who appeared out of nowhere. He took out a spirit stone from his small purse and patted it on the table, "Don't bother us again."

The store waiter looked at the Lingshi with bright eyes, and after hastily accepted it, he checked to see if anyone else saw it, "Hey, okay, I promise I won't come up to bother you again!"

After all, the waiter in the shop slipped away in a hurry, it was a burst of laughter.

Seeing this scene, Meng Hongyi only sighed silently in his heart: rich and willful!

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gongs and drums on the first floor, which frightened Meng Hongyi into a shiver, and the little fat on his body trembled three times.

"What's the matter?" Meng Hongyi looked around vigilantly, and found that everyone had quieted down in unison, and everyone's eyes were focused on one place.

Qingxuan looked at the stage in the center very calmly, turned his head and glanced at the flustered Meng Hongyi, he smiled lightly, and said lightly: "The show is about to start."

The voices of the actors in the audience were melodious, and Meng Hongyi was just joining in the fun, so he didn't quite understand.

Qingxuan showed great interest and kept staring at the stage.

Just after looking at it for a while, the shop waiter ran up again, this time, holding a few plates of melon and fruit snacks in his hand, "This spirit stone is too precious, this pot of sake is not worth it This price, so I..."

Qing Xuan, who didn't want to be disturbed, waved his hand, "Thank you."

Seeing Qingxuan watching so fascinated, Meng Hongyi murmured in his heart: Is this play really so interesting?

Meng Hongyi, who was trying to calm down to appreciate and understand, gave up before he could hold on to a cup of tea.

The singing is indeed mellow and touching, and the expressions of the actors are also very good, but...he can't appreciate it at all.

Meng Hongyi, who felt bored, lay down on the table again. The opera seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight after listening to it for a while.

But the sharp singing voice that came from time to time would force him to stay awake, and he remained in this half-dream and half-awake state for a while.

Dangdang Dangdang!

With a crisp sound, Meng Hongyi suddenly raised his head and asked in a daze, "Is it over?"

Qingxuan looked at the drowsy Meng Hongyi with a smile, "It's the first act that just ended."

Meng Hongyi, who was still a little excited, suddenly became calm.

"Don't you understand it?" Qingxuan suddenly realized that this drama is really complicated, and Meng Hongyi is watching it for the first time, so he might find it a bit difficult to understand.

"Who said that! Of course I understand!"

Qingxuan's words always aroused Meng Hongyi's damn competitive spirit, "This play is very simple and easy to understand, I just watched and suddenly became sleepy uncontrollably."

"Then drink to sober up." Qingxuan said, picked up the exquisite jug on the table, filled it up for himself first, then picked up the wine glass in front of Meng Hongyi, and poured only a sip.

Meng Hongyi looked down at the wine glass.

Hey, isn't this looking down on people! ?

"Why don't you fill me up!?" Meng Hongyi said in an inexplicably tough tone with the attitude of a little adult.

Qingxuan pursed his lips and smiled, "With your small belly, is it still full? Be careful to burst your belly later, get drunk and play like a kid!"

Grandpa will not!

Meng Hongyi pursed his lips and snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, only to say three words loudly, "I can!"

The sweetness of the sake escaped from his mouth, and Meng Hongyi smacked his lips, savoring it carefully.

This wine—it actually tastes really good!

Meng Hongyi smiled and narrowed his eyes, "This wine is really not bad!"

Seeing his state, Qingxuan was startled, and only thought: Could it be that he was really drunk, this little guy... really can be brave, but this drunk state is really unexpectedly cute.

Meng Hongyi, who only took a sip, felt a little dazed, even a little heavy, and wanted to sleep even more inexplicably.

Qingxuan quickly put his hand under Meng Hongyi's chin, for fear that he would hit his chin hard after losing his strength.

boom!

Another gong and drum sounded, and the second act of opera began.

Qingxuan picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

This wine is not intoxicating, but there is a sweetness rushing straight to the forehead after drinking, which makes people more sober.

On the other hand, Meng Hongyi was muttering in a low voice and didn't know what he was talking about.

The author says:

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