Long Ziyue's fingers stiffened, and the wine shook slightly.

Gently pulling away Luo Ziqing's arm and filling the cup with wine, Long Ziyue smiled faintly, "Ziqing, you are too worried, with the company of wine, what do I have to worry about?"

"Yue'er" Luo Ziqing lowered her eyes slightly, "Do you know that I won't compromise like this"

Long Ziyue smiled slightly, and looked at Luo Ziqing with wine, "Ziqing, is it okay to only drink today?" ”

Luo Ziqing frowned slightly, although she was worried, she also knew that Long Ziyue was deliberately evasive, so she sighed softly at the moment, raised her wine glass and touched Long Ziyue, "Yue'er doesn't want to say, Ziqing doesn't ask."

Long Ziyue gently pursed her lips and raised her hand to drink all the wine.

"Ziqing, tonight we don't get drunk and don't return"

I don't know when the moon will climb into the night sky, and the quiet courtyard is quiet and quiet.

The Bamboo Pavilion, encroaching on the moonlight in the room.

Phantom Night pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom with light steps.

I haven't seen it for a whole day, and the phantom night is tormented in my heart, and I can't resist my thoughts when I enter the night, so I quietly come to the room, thinking about taking a quiet look at it to relieve my lovesickness.

The moonlight was very bright, and the scene in the room was very clear.

Turning the screen is the bed, Phantom Night held his breath slightly, raised his eyes to look at the bed, this look was instantly gloomy, the bed was neatly hung on both sides, and the bed was empty.

Long Ziyue, not returned.

The phoenix's eyes rose with a faint firelight, Phantom Night raised his hand and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and found Long Ziyue's location with the power of the soul talisman, and his figure disappeared into the room in a flash.

In the Pavilion, there are few guests left.

Luo Ziqing put down the wine glass, pressed Long Ziyue, who still wanted to drink again, and coaxed in a low voice: "Yue'er, the hour is not early, go back to the sect tonight, and drink again tomorrow?" ”

"What?" Long Ziyue blinked in confusion, her eyes were full of water, and she was obviously drunk.

Luo Ziqing sighed lightly, walked to the opposite side and picked up Long Ziyue, and asked, "Is there a room?" ”

The little guy nodded hurriedly and led the two to the guest room on the second floor.

After repatriating the little servant, Luo Ziqing pushed open the door, gently put Long Ziyue on the bed, covered it with a brocade quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed, quietly staring at Long Ziyue.

The face of the person in the faint light is slightly red, the eyelashes tremble slightly, and the eyes that are always cold are removed from the coldness due to sleep, and there is less indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Luo Ziqing's eyes softened, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to gently caress Long Ziyue's cheek.

When the two lives met, he had never been by her side like this.

Watch her fall asleep and keep her asleep.

The candle flame flickered quietly, and the quiet room faintly overflowed with warmth.

Luo Ziqing lowered her eyes gently, her fingertips caressed Long Ziyue's moist lips, and her eyes darkened.

Even if it's just once, he wants to be emotionally involved with her.

The twilight is getting thicker, the lights are fading, and only the lonely moon hangs in the dark sky.

Under the deep night, a plain shadow cut through the long night and fell into the Cuiju Pavilion, and the gaze felt the direction guided by the lower soul talisman, and the phantom night took a step, and the deep eyes walked towards the quiet residence.

Violently slammed open the closed door, and Phantom Night's cold eyes shot hard at the bed.

Luo Ziqing was slightly startled, and the fingers that had not been withdrawn were still lingering on Long Ziyue's lips, and her moist eyes were full of affection, deeply stinging Phantom Night's eyes.

Phantom Night used all his strength to suppress the urge to kill, strode to the bed, picked up the sleeping man and turned away, and behind him he couldn't see was Luo Ziqing's sour and lonely eyes.

In the Bamboo Yun Pavilion, Phantom Night placed Long Ziyue on the couch, and before he could get up, he was hugged by a pair of hands and fell to the bed, and his half-open and half-constricted eyes gently fell into Phantom Night's eyes.

The breath on the cheeks is warm and mellow, with an intoxicating intimacy.

Phantom Night's breath tightened, and his anger was suppressed.