What is the experience of being forced to confess

Benji-kun has indeed returned, although it is already night.

He stood outside the Chunxiao Youmeng Building, looking at the harmonious lights under the eaves.Sometimes when the wind blows, the warm orange light suddenly trembles, like floating water or hazy mist.

After standing there for a long time, Bu Xiangchen's lazy voice came from inside: "Come in, he has already fallen asleep."

In the courtyard, Bu Xiangchen was still leaning on the couch, with two boys beside him, each holding a lantern.The group flower pattern on her dress was illuminated brightly, and it looked brilliantly colored and embroidered, very eye-catching.There was another servant boy squatting in front of her, carefully dyeing her nails, and the fingers painted with gorgeous Kodan were reflected in the candlelight, and they were as crystal clear as jade.

Even Bian Xijun, who has attendants holding umbrellas, spirit beasts to lead the way, and who is very particular about style, has to admit that Bu Xiangchen enjoys life very much.The turmoil in the rivers and lakes is dangerous, and many people have drowned in it, but Bu Xiangchen can float and sink freely, and can retreat completely.

Seeing him coming, Bu Xiangchen blew on the thousand layers of red on his nails, and said with a smile, "The Holy Inquisitor came back very late."

Bian Xijun didn't answer, and Bu Xiangchen shook his finger at him with a happy face again, and the several touches of bright red painted on it were like peach blossoms in the light: "I don't know if the Holy Inquisitor is interested, let's talk about nail care with the little girl." How do you feel?"

Her eyes full of teasing fell on the peacock finger that was hidden under the sleeve of Mr. Ben Xi. Bu Xiangchen sat up halfway, pretending to be envious: "The peacock finger of the Holy Inquisitor is really beautiful, can you tell the little girl that the finger cover is Where was it built?"

Seeing that the other party's complexion became darker, the female doctor accepted it as well, and she smiled and asked the servant boy to move the seat, and asked Ben Xijun to sit down: "Staying outside until this hour, the Holy Inquisitor must be very entangled in his heart. Actually Yijian Fenghui is also very distressed, he just woke up from a coma, and saw you like this, he is still confused, he doesn't know what happened."

Bian Xijun's eyes flickered slightly, he was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "He doesn't know anything?"

"I only heard me talking about sex..."

Bian Xijun looked embarrassed for a moment, he coughed lightly, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and stretched his fingers that were tightly clenched on the edge of his sleeve: "This is just Mr. Hua's nonsense."

Bu Xiangchen tilted his head slightly, his eyes flickered, and there was deep meaning in his eyes: "If that method is feasible, would you try it?"

It was no surprise to see that the other party looked slightly embarrassed, turned his face sideways, and the light from the leaking light cast a bit of warmth on that fair face.The corners of Bu Xiangchen's lips curled up, and while blowing on his nails leisurely, he said, "Anyway, please don't think too much about the Holy Inquisitor. If you are worried about the other party misunderstanding, wait until he wakes up from the dream, and then explain it carefully. "

Her smile is shrewd, always with some playful meaning.Bian Xijun was thinking about something on his mind when he saw Bu Xiangchen get off the couch and stop beside him, and said like the wind, "Yijian Fenghui is dreaming now. Do you want to guess what he dreamed about?" ?”

Bian Xijun frowned, and Bu Xiangchen waved his hands and said with a smile: "Little girl is just talking." She squinted her eyes again, and said softly, "After all, my eighth-grade supernatural power is so miraculous. Maybe you can take a sneak peek?"

She said so, and in the rippling lights behind her, there seemed to be dots of light spots floating like fireflies, drifting suddenly, getting brighter and brighter.It was the spirit of flowers and plants in Youmenglou. Bu Xiangchen spread out his palm, and a group of light green light stopped obediently, like a bird pecking at her fingertips, slowly melting into her peach blossoms and turning crimson in the nails.

"Oh, I saw a girl in Yijian Fenghui's dream." She said deliberately, "Xiaojiabiyu, very delicate and lovely."

Bian Xijun looked at her serious appearance, and said calmly: "Her name is Huamei."

Bu Xiangchen pondered for a moment, eyes flickering, and said: "There is more than one." Seeing Mr. Bianxi frowned, she smiled and said: "But this one is different, the dress is very luxurious, and the temperament is much more arrogant. Holy Inquisitor, your friend has a lot of peach blossoms."

"This isn't it." Knowing that the other party was talking about a divine order, Bian Xijun replied coldly.

"I didn't expect the Holy Inquisitor to not care." Bu Xiangchen rubbed his fingers, "Besides, I thought the Holy Inquisitor would not be able to resist asking me..."

"Ask you what?" he said.

"Ask him if you appeared in his dream." Bu Xiangchen quickly continued.

The peacock's eyes contained the heavy night, but at this moment, it swayed slightly, and it seemed that abyss floated silently in the water.Bian Xijun turned his back and said, "I don't ask for this."

His tone was cold and hard, like a kind of guard.But at this moment, his eyes, which no one could see, had emotions flickering violently, like a few sparks fluttering, or like the tide struggling to heave and flow.

He took a step forward, intending to leave, at this moment, Bu Xiangchen said softly behind him: "Yes."

Ben Xijun's footsteps paused, but only for a moment.He didn't look back, and didn't speak, he just stretched out his hand and pinched the hem of his clothes, fluttering his feathers like a frightened water bird, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.