[Comprehensive martial arts] I heard that you want to draw cards

Ximen Chuuxue said softly: "Three wishes."

Liang Sanyuan also repeated: "Three wishes."

...Looks like he's really drunk.

This is also the first time Ximen Chuuxue saw Liang Sanyuan drunk.

Because he wants to practice swordsmanship, Ximen Chuuxue himself doesn't have much demand for wine. Although Wanmei Villa has several altars of good wine, he doesn't drink much, let alone get drunk.

It's not that Ximen Chuuxue has never seen what a drunk person looks like. When he goes out to do errands, there are not restaurants with elegant environment everywhere.Sometimes sitting in a simple tavern, there are always people who are drunk all around. These people either talk loudly or cry bitterly.

And someone like Liang Sanyuan who sits on a stool obediently after being drunk and only learns to talk like a man has never been seen.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at the jug in front of him, the tip of his nose was lingering with the faint smell of wine, he knew that this time he was not optimistic about the person and was negligent.

This jug of wine just tastes sweet, but in fact, it has been stored for a long time. For a drunkard like Lu Xiaofeng, such a small jug is enough. How can it stand up to Liang San, who has never had a few sips of wine? Willing to drink a quarter at once.

It's normal to be drunk.

After being drunk, Liang Sanyuan could be said to be too well-behaved. For some reason, he seemed to have identified Ximen Chuuxue, and his eyes followed Ximen Chuuxue's movements, looking extremely serious.

Until Ximen Chuuxue appeared in front of him, he also raised his head and watched steadily.

Ximen Chuuxue was stared at by Liang Sanyuan's straight, swarthy eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Steward Wang noticed Liang Sanyuan's reaction, stepped forward and asked with concern: "Is Xiaoyuan drunk?"

Ximen Chuuxue responded in a low voice.

The wind outside the small pavilion suddenly became stronger, and the howling cold wind was wrapped in the sound of the collision and friction of branches and leaves.

The sky has completely darkened, and the snowflakes seem to have grown bigger, like pear petals flying all over the sky. Some of them floated slowly over the screen into the pavilion, but were melted into drops by the heat from the small stove at the corner. .

Liang Sanyuan was sitting on the outside, but at this time, as Ximen Chuuxue stood up, his face was facing outward, and a drop of water fell under his right eye with the wind.

Like a tear.

Liang Sanyuan was agitated by the cold water droplet and trembled slightly. He shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to shake off the droplet.

It just doesn't work well.

The water droplet is not big, and it will no longer slide down when it reaches the corner of his lips with his movements.It's more like a tear trail.

Liang Sanyuan didn't seem to understand why his face was still a little uncomfortable. He frowned, and tried to lower his eyes to see what was on his face. He was as stubborn as a child, but he didn't reach out.

Ximen Chuuxue quietly watched his series of actions, seeing that he still couldn't get the desired result, hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out his right hand, and gently wiped away the water mark with his index finger.

The discomfort disappeared from his face because of this, Liang Sanyuan raised his head, and showed a grateful smile towards Ximen Chuixue, the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible.

Ximen Chuuxue's heart softened.

Steward Wang also realized that Liang Sanyuan was drunk at this time, he looked out of the pavilion with his head, and suggested: "Master, it's getting late, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

Ximen Chuuxue had no other comments.

Steward Wang happily approached Liang Sanyuan, his tone was no different from trying to coax a child: "Little Yuan, go to sleep, okay?"

Liang Sanyuan turned his gaze slowly from Ximen Chuuxue to Wang Steward.

It was a little strange to be looked at by such a straightforward gaze, but now that the gaze was turned to someone else, Ximen Chuuxue found that he didn't seem to relax either.

why?

It seemed like no one could answer his question except himself.

On the other side, an old and a young child are having a preschool conversation.

Steward Wang was like a human trafficker abducting children, half coaxing and half lying: "It's getting dark, Xiao Yuan should go to bed too."

Liang Sanyuan repeated the last few words: "Sleep."

Steward Wang nodded, and stretched out his hand in front of Liang Sanyuan: "Will Uncle Wang take you to sleep?"

Liang Sanyuan, who had been quite obedient since he was drunk, expressed resistance for the first time. He shook his head and reached out to hold Ximen Chuuxue's sleeve in his hand.

He said, "Not good."

Butler Wang was stunned. He didn't expect that he would be rejected.

And he was rejected by the well-behaved and lovely little friend Liang.

The aggrieved Steward Wang almost burst into tears.

Liang Sanyuan looked at Ximen Chuuxue, and said word by word: "Xiaoyuan, sleep."

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at the hand holding his sleeve, and asked softly, "Want me to take you?"

It took a while to digest this sentence, and when he understood, Liang Sanyuan simply nodded and said, "Yes!"

After speaking, he yawned a little, blinked, and his eyes became foggy.

Doing tasks has always been tiring, not to mention that the consciousness travels to another world alone.Unlike the first time, Liang Sanyuan's body was fully rested after three months of deep sleep.But this time the consciousness with two years of experience has been compressed into the body that has only passed two days. Even though there are systematic adjustments to appease, the feeling of fatigue is real.

It had been a while since Liang Sanyuan woke up, the excitement was over, and the alcohol was causing trouble again, but the lethargy in the brain could not be controlled no matter what.

He yawned again and whispered, "Sleepy."

Seeing Liang Sanyuan's appearance, the corners of Ximen Chuuxue's lips curled up slightly unconsciously, revealing an indistinct smile.His voice was rare and soft: "Okay."

Looking at Steward Wang who was distraught after being rejected by the children, Ximen Chuixue said: "Uncle Wang, go rest, I will take Sanyuan back."

Butler Wang was at a loss. There was nothing wrong with this sentence. He also knew that the relationship between the owner and Xiao Yuan had always been close, but why did he hear a hint of showing off from the owner's tone?

What are you showing off?Xiaoyuan rejected herself but chose him?

No, no.

Butler Wang shook his head. This should be an illusion, an illusion.

But with Ximen Chuuxue looking at Liang Sanyuan, Steward Wang would feel more at ease. He ordered a few servants to tidy up the small pavilion, and seeing that Ximen Chuuxue really had no need there, he slowly returned to his room with his hands behind his back.

Leaving Ximen Chuuxue and Liang Sanyuan staring at each other.

Ximen Chuixue said, "Stand up."

Liang Sanyuan nodded obediently, squeezed Ximen Chuuxue's hand slightly, and stood up with the strength of the latter's arm.He raised his head and looked at Ximen Chuuxue with bright eyes.

As if waiting for something.

... This action seems to have been seen before?

Ximen Chuuxue was stunned for a moment, recalling some long-term memories, he raised his left hand, placed it on the top of Liang Sanyuan's hair, and touched it lightly twice: "Very good."

Liang Sanyuan smiled instantly and rolled his eyes.

A brisk smile flashed across his eyes, Ximen Chuuxue picked up the thick cloak that was lying on the side, and gave the second command: "Three Wishes, look up."

Liang Sanyuan obediently raised his head, revealing his slender and fair neck.

He let go of Ximen Chuuxue's sleeve.

Ximen Chuuxue paused for a moment, then put on the cloak for Liang Sanyuan with his usual expression, tied the belt carefully, and finally tidied up the fluffy neck before saying: "It's done."

Liang San was willing to listen to him, and kept his neck up. Hearing the words "it's over", he shook his head cautiously, while secretly looking at Ximen Chuuxue, as if he was afraid that he would scold and be scolded.

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but rubbed the top of his hair again: "San Yuan is so good."

As long as it was a compliment, Liang Sanyuan could hear it very clearly, and he nodded with a smile.

Seeing that everything was in order, Ximen Chuuxue stepped out of the pavilion first, and Liang Sanyuan followed closely behind him.

It was cold and windy.

When the two first came out, the snowflakes were only a shallow layer on the ground, but now they are half a finger deep.

After Liang Sanyuan drank alcohol, his senses became dull, and Shikigami's passive protection skills would only appear when his life was in danger, so he stepped on a snow-covered stone without paying attention.

The surface of the stone was already smooth, not to mention adding a layer of snow. Liang Sanyuan couldn't stand still, staggered, and nearly fell.

Ximen Chuuxue naturally heard the movement behind him, he sighed in his heart, stopped, turned back and stretched out his right hand.

Liang Sanyuan looked down at his left hand hidden in the cloak, then at the slender white hand in front of him, and tentatively put his hand on it.

As soon as Ximen Chuuxue grasped it tightly, he turned around and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Unlike Ximen Chuuxue's stern appearance, his hands were warm and somewhat rough, which should be calluses from sword practice.

Liang Sanyuan's left hand also strengthened slightly, holding a warm palm that was one size larger than his, and he bent the corners of his lips.

The two walked slowly and steadily.

After a long time, they finally arrived at the place, and their bodies were also covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

I don't know if it's because of multiple residences, Liang Sanyuan didn't go to the bedroom prepared for him, but went directly to the master's room where he lived in the coma twice without waiting for Ximen Chuuxue to make arrangements.

Ximen Chuuxue stopped him at the door.

Stopping, Liang Sanyuan tilted his head, his pupils as clean as spring water were full of curiosity and puzzlement.

what happened?

This is the question he conveyed.

Ximen Chuuxue stood at the door, silent for a moment, and did not say anything after all.He reached out and brushed off the snowflakes on Liang Sanyuan's shoulders, trying to prevent these white elves from jumping into the latter's neckline mischievously.

Afterwards, he took off the cloak on Liang Sanyuan, and before the latter had time to feel the winter chill, he was pushed into the room that was warmed by the stove.

With a bang, the door was closed from the outside.

Ximen Chuuxue shook the snow off his body casually, and walked towards the next door.

Forget it, it doesn't matter which one you live in, and it's not like he hasn't lived in one before.

With a sudden creak, the door cracked a small crack, and a pair of moist eyes stared at him unblinkingly from inside.

"Axue, don't wish?"

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19

Difficult to walk in the emotional line...