"Your wife... Wife..." I didn't expect him to say that, so I hesitated for a while, then smiled and asked him: "Which wife are you asking?"
Han Moyu was taken aback: "I have many wives?"
"Of course, you turned out to be a big carrot, and there are too many wives." After putting a piece of venison in his small plate, I picked up his glass and drank the wine. Spicy chuckled and laughed. : "Think about it..."
Han Moyu was quiet for a long time, looking at the wine glass that I had drunk, and said nothing.
It wasn't until a long time before he asked me in a low voice: "What are you crying for."
"Am I crying?" I touched my face and sniffed twice, oh... it seemed to be a little wet, so I explained: "That might be the wine is too spicy... the wine is too spicy, the wine."
"liqueur… "
"Yeah, wine."
He stared at the wine glass blankly, and stopped moving... Hey, it was a waste of my good reminder. I suddenly realized a problem, did he have Nima or didn't know what I was called before!
This is a bad dish, I'm still reminding this wine...
Just when I sighed and decided to give up, he answered my question: "Yes, wine!"
"Wine?" I raised my eyes, did he know
"Do you recognize Tang Meng?"
"What?" I looked at him enthusiastically, but I didn't expect Tang Meng to ask the first sentence.
It feels a little discouraged, but fortunately, he still remembers a name in the past one thousand years.
"Tang Meng said that she changed my wife's body... Then a fairy in white said that she was called Jiu'er."
"Right, right, right—and then?"
I don’t know how much I regret that I didn’t introduce myself when he first became Xiaolong. In fact, I also forgot whether I introduced myself, but now it seems that it has been a thousand years. It's not that important anymore... He can remember Tang Meng and Jiu'er already pretty good.
Han Moyu was still remembering, and finally lowered his head, and said depressedly: "Then... he suppressed my dragon ball, and when he wakes up, he will go to Liuli River."
"Uh." As soon as I covered my face, I really felt pitiful inexplicably, this is how I was shot while lying down.
But this is much simpler. He knows about the change of body, so can I just speak
I measured it carefully in my heart, and decided not to tell the truth... In this way, he might still believe me.
I won't mention his wife for now, and I'll talk about something else.
"You know, Tang Meng is not Tang Meng?"
"Ok?"
So I told him roughly that there was a nightmare who caught the soul of his ex-wife. Tang Meng used a white snake to pretend to be Tang Meng and put her soul into his wife’s body, and then Barabara told the story. A lot of it, talking about the nightmare about to give birth to a child, and then the Snake King came and wanted to eat him. Finally, when he was confused, he asked.
"Do you know my name?"
"what's your name?"
After smiling like a mystery, I put the wine glass in front of him again: "My name is Jiu, Shen Qijiu."
Han Moyu looked at the wine glass on the table and said, "It's such a coincidence."
"...!" I almost knocked my forehead on the table: "Coincident?"
"Yeah." Han Moyu still had that dead fish face, and then stood up from the table silently: "You eat first, I'll go out."
"Why are you going?"
He didn't answer me, he just stood up and left without turning his head.
Eh? Where did I not get the situation right... Why did he make him angry
Alas... I'm really the same, I'm all mentioned to this point, why is he just like bitter gourd just can't get rid of it? ?
Being depressed, I really didn't know what to do, so I could only drank the rest of the pot of wine cleanly, and then smirked at the sunset outside the window.
"Wine is an illusion! Life is like a dream after drunk. From the day I opened my eyes, Shen Qi and Shen Qijiu are not the same person! I want to have a new life and be who I like to be, It is the right way to squander the second life I have found in vain!"
"Master, I am so happy now!"
"Super happy!"
"Happy..."
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Here Han Moyu didn't go far, and kept walking around the outer circle of the house.
Although he is a little autistic now, it is not that his brain is not easy to use.
My heart is very flustered. Since he came out of that room, he has not been able to be quiet. The whole head is her saying: My name is Jiu, Shen Qijiu.
He was very clear about what she said. She was saying that she might be the soul of his wife who was changed body...
Even if he didn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it, but his physical behavior in the past few days has clearly told him that they must be very familiar.
That's why he asked this doubt and wanted to get some information from her.
Even every accidental touch is as familiar as if he has been touched thousands of times. With a grasp of his palm, he can know the thickness of her arm and wrist.
When she called his name, she responded unexpectedly quickly, as if she should have called him tens of thousands of times.
The strange thing is that all this is not the body he imagined in his mind, but the current...
When he asked, he was expecting her to say in person: I am the person you are looking for.
But now she really said that, but he was dumbfounded.
Han Moyu was very confused. What was confused was that he didn't know what to do now, why did he ask her such a thing in a hurry, and why did she tell him
Now that she has a family and children, what can he do
In the past three years, the changes have been so great, what can he say to her again? Say you are familiar? Then go to tear up her home abruptly
He felt he couldn't do it.
He felt that he shouldn't ask any more, and this topic should end here.
She will have her happy life, and she thinks she doesn't know at all, everything ends here, it's all right.
When Han Moyu thought it through, he dragged a heavy foot back into the room, Shen Qijiu was already drunk and poured on the table, still muttering: "Wine... giggle."
The scent of wine was full of alcohol, but it still couldn't dissipate the sweet fragrance that seemed to be in the body. To be honest, there was no special fragrance, but the moment I smelled it, it felt very sweet.
This kind of sweetness mixed with wine is especially fascinating, even... he is not driven by his brain at all, opens his arms, sticks to her, and hugs her body.
"Hoo-" She felt being held by him, turned her head intuitively, and made a drunk smile, turned around and hung her arms around his neck, hanging on him: "You are back."
"Yeah." The alcohol in her mouth spit out, she hiccuped, and choked herself to cough for a long time. Han Moyu smiled helplessly, but she quit: "What are you laughing at?!"
"Laugh at you."
"What's so funny about me." She shook her head and was confused for a while, and even put her feet on his waist presumptuously, and whispered against her lips: "I miss you so much..."
A moment of throbbing, just like when she first saw her back then, she also presumptuously bullied her body directly on him, and said in her mouth: I call your husband, what should you call me
The enchantment and charm of that time were tightly clasped in his heart, and it has remained the same for so many years.
But now, facing this woman who looked slightly similar to that face, he seemed to have seen her at the beginning, including that flying face, misty look... none of Liu Ruxuan's similarity could be replicated.
The spirit of the soul really cannot be replicated.
Han Moyu sighed, and more and more acquiesced to what she just said. However, thinking of him after this incident, he subconsciously pushed her body away.
"Damn—it's dizzy." She cursed very angrily, and pointed to the bedside: "Carry me over! Hurry up!"
The hand that had just been detached stopped because of this sentence. Han Moyu looked at the bed and unexpectedly followed the instructions. Before he could figure it out, his body had already started to move.
After putting her on the bed, he was planning to leave, but she still hung his neck dishonestly, pulling down all the way until she was on her lips with a smile.
"Where are you going?"
Han Moyu sighed, his whole heart was in confusion, and in the end he didn't pull a wine trap, but was directly pulled to the bed by her and pressed to his side.
I don't know how long it took, she started snoring, and fell asleep with her lips pouting, but in his opinion, it was still extremely sweet.
Without holding back for a while, he engraved his lips on her puffed pink lips, closed his eyes, and sighed.
"What should I do with you..."