Full-time protagonist information entry [Quick Pass]

After Master Lin told the story from the beginning to the end, Nan Siguo raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and asked, "He agreed?"

He was referring to Nan Zisui in the words. Master Lin stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the moon and tried to pretend to be inscrutable, and said slowly: "That's natural, I understand my son best."

However, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows and the corners of the raised mouth have already revealed the pride of the owner, but I don't know it yet.

Nan Siguo gave a faint 'hmm' sound, untied the sword and put it on the stone table, drew the sword out of its sheath, poured wine and wiped it meticulously in the moonlight.

Master Lin turned around when he heard the movement, changed the subject, and still said in that slow tone: "You have been down the mountain for a long time, but did you catch Nan Qing?"

Nan Siguo paused for a moment as he wiped his sword, and frowned: "He has an expert to help him."

Expert?Where Nan Qing is, Yuan Nian is definitely there.

Leader Lin walked slowly to the table and sat down, picked up the wine pot in front of Nan Siguo and poured it on the sword, he poured some, and the other party wiped some.

The inclination angle of the jug and the amount of water are controlled very well, without splashing a drop, and Nan Siguo's cooperation is also very tacit.

One was wiping it, the other was carrying a jug and pouring wine, both of them were looking at the sword intently with lowered eyes, and they looked like a perfect match from a distance.

When the jug was half empty, Master Lin withdrew his hand, probably because the sword light was too cold and dazzling, which made his mind shake slightly, and finally he couldn't hold back and said, "We have known each other for more than [-] years."

Nan Siguo responded in a low voice, and retracted the sword back into its sheath with a clang.

Leader Lin took a sip of wine to moisturize his throat: "Then... is there anything you want? Just tell me what you want, as long as you open your mouth..."

The frown gradually eased, Nan Siguo raised his eyes: "I know."

Master Lin pursed his lips, then smiled suddenly: "You know?"

always knew.

Nan Siguo sighed lightly, raised his eyes to look at the other party when he hesitated to speak, suddenly caught a glimpse of a red figure not far away, subconsciously swallowed the words that almost blurted out, stood up and nodded slightly in the distance: "Mrs. Teacher."

Then he smiled at Master Lin who was still staring at him: "This subordinate resigns."

After saying that, he turned around with his sword in his arms, and disappeared at the end of the corridor without looking back.

Feeling that the other party hadn't finished speaking, Lin Jiaozhu, who was scratching his heart and lungs, saw that the jade-colored figure was getting blurred little by little, and wished he could get up and catch up with him to ask for clarification.

As soon as Ran stood up, a hand was put on her shoulder, her heart tightened, and she had an inexplicable feeling of being caught in something bad, and this feeling became stronger when she saw Jun Jue's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

I wanted to show the majesty and majesty of the leader and ask him what he was doing here, but he said dryly: "You, you are here..."

In the middle of the night, with the afterglow of the waning moon, and the lack of servants and servants, the two of them were quietly drinking and chatting alone, which was very interesting.

Jun Jue's subordinates pushed him back onto the stone bench with force, and sneered, "What? You don't want me to come?"

Master Lin shrunk his neck subconsciously, his mouth was extraordinarily upright: "I don't want to."

I haven't finished what I want to say, why I haven't asked what I want to ask, and the plan to tell the truth after drinking is about to be implemented.

Jun Jue, who choked on just two words, wanted to strangle his subordinates to death, Liang Liang reminded: "Tomorrow is the big wedding, the leader wants to find another wife?"

Lin Xiwu couldn't help being happy, and said honestly again: "I really think about it."

Hearing the other party's answer, Jun Jue 'accidentally' slipped his hand and didn't know which acupoint it was pressing on. Lin Xiwu's body was half numb, and he hurriedly remedied: "Just think about it, just think about it."

Jun Jue let go of his hand with a cold snort, sat aside and poured himself a glass of wine from Master Lin's cup, and drank it all in one gulp: "It's best not to think about it, it's really a bit of a joke, isn't it?"

Leader Lin asked with a smile: "A joke?"

"What?" Jun Jue also smiled, but not on the surface: "Doesn't the leader think that everyone except himself is an idiot?"

Lin Xiwu flickered his eyelashes, and said frankly again and again: "Mmm..."

Jun Jue patted his chest to relieve his breath, and refilled the empty wine glass, but it was still dry in one gulp. The burning sensation spread from the throat to the stomach, and the stimulated nerves were in a semi-excited state.

Seeing that he was still about to fall, Master Lin hastily pressed down on the jug and persuaded him, "If you drink any more, you'll be drunk."

Jun Jue gritted his teeth and said, "A mere piece of ecstasy incense is going to stun me? Why? The leader has compassion for my bait at a critical moment?"

Another question, Lin Xiwu just felt dizzy when he heard these two words, rubbed his brows and said: "Of course it's not just the ecstasy incense, but also the soothing tea on the table and the dream grass under the pillow, it's enough You sleep for two or three days unshakably."

At that time, success or failure will be determined.

While he was rubbing his eyebrows, Jun Jue stretched out his hand to scoop it up, grabbed the jug and drank it in gulp. When Master Lin realized it, there was no wine left in the jug.

Jun Jue threw the empty pot and wiped away the water stains on his mouth: "I didn't find anything else. I came out to look for you when I came back from the study and smelled the incense of enchantment."

Although the small half pot of wine is not intoxicating, it has added ingredients, specially prepared to let Nan Si utter the truth after drinking.

Lin Xiwu looked at the other party's more energetic appearance, and wanted to sigh helplessly: "When did you find out?"

How did he find out that Mihunxiang had already explained it, so he naturally asked about 'bait'.

Jun Jue smiled and moved his face closer, and said in a low voice, "Just kiss me and I'll tell."

The lips are warm and soft when touched.

Jun Jue, however, licked his lower lip satiated, and rested his chin as if thinking: "You never avoid me when the secret envoy comes to tell you the time. You should have discovered it on the way to Islam... um... maybe earlier, such as leaving Aunt Nan and Cui Luo specially gave compensation to Zhuang Zi."

As if sensing the chill, Jun Jue shuddered as he spoke, his lips turned pale and he continued: "A little further on is the day you said you were going to get married." A little further on, I heard you Those words that I said when I was drunk and mistook me for someone else.

For the rest of the sentence, Jun Jue gritted his teeth and didn't say it. He just sat up straight and raised his eyes to smile at the guilt-ridden Master Lin. That person always had a cold face, so he just wanted to laugh.

The more he listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. Leader Lin pursed his lips, opened his mouth again, and couldn't utter the words "I'm sorry" that lingered in his throat.

He didn't intend to hide it from Jun Jue at the beginning, but now he said it ahead of time as he thought at first, he should have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, his heart became heavier and heavier.

Jun Jue looked at his hesitant to speak, his heart throbbed so badly, but he leaned over again with a smile on his face: "Can you kiss me again?"

Lin Xiwu didn't move.

Jun Jue still smiled, lightly touched the face that was close at hand, then buried his head on the stone table and hummed: "This time I will kiss you."

There was a sudden coolness on his forehead, he stretched out his hand in a daze and found it was a trace of water, looked up, and saw the waning moon disappearing at some point, the rich black sky was full of countless white particles, it was actually snowing.

He regained his senses and looked at Jun Jue, who was lying on the stone table as if asleep: "Tomorrow I will send someone to take you down the mountain, do you want anything? Gold and silver treasures? Glory and wealth?"

"Just tell me what you want, as long as I have it, I will definitely give it to you, and if I don't have it, I will find a way to give it to you?" Jun Jue raised his head and repeated the words he had heard before.

Then Ben Yi said seriously: "What I want is you, not this skin, it's you!"

Lin Xiwu's pupils shrunk slightly, his blood faded, and he looked back with a pale face. Jun Jue was still smiling like a flower, and the tension between the two just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Jun Jue reached out to wipe off the snow that fell on his forehead: "Of course, this skin is also indispensable. If you send the leader's wife down the mountain, who will marry you?"

Lin Xiwu said dryly: "I only have a [-]% chance of winning." Tomorrow will definitely be a scuffle, and if Jun Jue, who is mediocre in martial arts, is brought along, another [-]% will be deducted.

The water stains seemed to be unclean, and after one layer was wiped off, another layer fell off. It looked very unsightly, which only made my heart more annoyed.

Jun Jue simply got up from the stone bench, moved to the opponent's arms and sat down, it was much warmer than the stone bench, comfortably wrapped his arms around his shoulders, resting his head on the warm shoulders and neck.

Sighing comfortably, "Sixty percent is enough."

Lin Xiwu held the opponent's cold and red hand, and used his internal energy to steam the moisture from their bodies: "Not enough, [-]% means that they may suffer some physical pain."

Jun Jue stretched out his hand to shake it back, and gave a moderate 'hmm', obviously not caring.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance blankly, his voice was rough: "You know, he and I are too familiar with each other, the more familiar we are, the less we understand why he does what he does, and the less we understand what he wants ..."

Jun Jue Ren was talking to himself, listening to him, but the smile on his face fell, and he leaned against him sadly, listening to the slow and slow pulse fluctuation in his ear, and closed it directly after a while. Eye.

There was a voice in my head that couldn't be controlled, repeating over and over again, if you didn't recognize me from the beginning to the end, I would have never found you.

Also no longer looking for.