Jian Xiuyun was stunned, even when Liu Jun was around, he had never been so rude to him, never thought that Liu Qi, a yellow-haired kid, would be so arrogant in front of him.
His complexion turned pale.
Everyone saw the change on Jian Xiuyun's face, and the room was silent for a moment.
Yu Shaozhi's usually gentle face sank because of his words, and his eyes became colder.
He suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, and the ceramic cup made a crisp sound when it touched the table.
"Why not?" Yu Shaozhi said, his voice was cold and majestic.
Liu Qi looked at Yu Shaozhi, and then listened to his words: "He is the chief disciple under my master, my senior brother, the elder in a moment, the master of the young master of the Lin family, who first headed the sect at Shiguyu. The guest of honor at the Villa is also the elder of Sect Leader Lin, there is no place for him to speak here, so is it yours?"
Liu Jun didn't expect Yu Shaozhi to have such an aggressive side. He frowned slightly and sat up, seemingly dissatisfied.
Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Zhu Mingche's face also darkened beside him.
He saw that his hand holding the porcelain bottle suddenly tightened, and he said solemnly: "Liu Qi, Elder Jian is the majority of the elders here, so you should be cautious in what you say."
Liu Qi couldn't hold back his face at all, he sneered, and stood up, "What? Isn't this a gathering of heads of various sects? He is an elder here and he still doesn't allow people to say, okay, okay, okay, since you are of one mind, then I won't get involved, you can do whatever you like, Gu Yu Villa will not accompany you!"
After speaking, he strode out.
Walking to the door, Liu Qi suddenly felt a chill.
He glanced there, and saw a young man dressed in black standing in the corner at some point. Because of the backlight, he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see his tall and slender figure, and his black satin and blue background. A string of silver ornaments dangled from the soap boots, making a slight noise as they moved.
The chill only lasted for a moment, Liu Qi didn't care, and strode out.
The night was getting dark.
Jian Xiuyun was sitting on the roof with a jar of wine in his hand, drinking slowly while admiring the moon.
Suddenly, he heard a slight sound behind him.
Jian Xiuyun turned around, and saw Kan Wenxiao sitting beside him very naturally, reached out to take the wine jar in his arms, and took a sip.
Because of what happened some time ago, Jian Xiuyun has been avoiding him, and coupled with the recent events, tonight is the first time the two of them are alone.
Jian Xiuyun instantly felt uncomfortable.
He rubbed his temples, pretending to be a little drowsy.
"Wen Xiao, I feel a little dizzy for the teacher, go to sleep first."
But before he got up, his wrist was grabbed by someone.
Jian Xiuyun raised his head and met Kan Wen Xiao's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Is Master starting to hide from me again?" Kan Wenxiao looked at him with a calm tone, but Jian Xiuyun could hear a bit of loss and sadness from it.
Jian Xiuyun sat down again in embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "It's nothing, why should I hide from you as a teacher?"
Kan Wenxiao lowered his eyes, looked at the wine jar in his arms, turned the mouth of the bottle slightly, and took a sip.
"Because I didn't finish what I said that day." Kan Wenxiao said, raising his eyes to look at him quietly, there was light in it, like stars.
When Jian Xiuyun heard the words, he immediately panicked, for fear that he would say something that he could not accept.
He was blocked last time because of the blood in the stream, what about this time? What excuse could he find this time
Jian Xiuyun's panic was too obvious, Kan Wenxiao looked away knowingly, a faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
He took another sip of wine, and suddenly asked: "Is Master in a bad mood? Is this a drink to relieve your sorrow?"
Jian Xiuyun didn't expect him to change the subject suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief, and said perfunctorily: "No, just drink something."
Kan Wenxiao turned his head and looked at him quietly, his eyes were indifferent, showing no sadness or joy.
He didn't continue to ask, but just handed the wine jar to Jian Xiuyun, "I'll drink with Master for a while."
Jian Xiuyun didn't want to refuse him again and again, so he had no choice but to agree, and reached out to take the wine jar, the two of them had nothing to say, just looked at the moon quietly, and you drank one mouthful after another.
Jian Xiuyun didn't drink well, so he was defeated in a short while.
There was a faint blush on the cheeks, and the eyes became blurred, but they still maintained a bit of clarity.
He knew he couldn't drink any more, so he handed the wine jar to Kan Wenxiao and said, "No, I can't drink anymore, I'm a little dizzy."
Kan Wenxiao propped his chin with his hands, looked sideways at him, and said with a bit of teasing and joking in his tone, "Master, he can drink as much as before."
Jian Xiuyun replied: "No, it's still a little bit better than before."
Kan Wenxiao chuckled, "I didn't see it."
Jian Xiuyun refused to accept it, took a few more sips from the wine jar, and said brazenly, "I said I can... hiccup... drink it."
Not a while after saying this, he pulled Kan Wenxiao's sleeve and got up, "Wen Xiao, I'm dizzy, go to sleep, eh..."
Before he could stand up, he tripped over a tile and fell backwards.
Seeing this, Kan Wenxiao hurriedly put down the wine jar in his hand and caught him.
Jian Xiuyun fell into Kan Wenxiao's arms. He had just drank wine, and his body was light and light, as if he could become a fairy in the next second.
Kan Wenxiao's embrace was soft, Jian Xiuyun's body was weak, and he couldn't get up after trying, so he found a comfortable position in Kan Wenxiao's embrace and leaned against it.
Kan Wenxiao's body froze, and his arms slowly tightened.
He looked down at the person who had closed his eyes, hesitated for a while, and then called out: "Master."
"Huh?" Jian Xiuyun closed his eyes, and his voice was lazily, like a cat taking a nap.
"Master, why did you drink alcohol today?"
Jian Xiuyun's consciousness has obviously been a little scattered, and his voice is very soft and intermittent, "No, I'm not happy."
Kan Wenxiao raised his hand and gently brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and asked him, "Why are you unhappy?"
"Um...um..." Jian Xiuyun hummed for a long time, but didn't say anything. Instead, he turned sideways, found a more comfortable position, and buried his head in his arms.
Just when Kan Wenxiao thought he was falling asleep, he heard him say again: "Master, take... the head of the sect, junior brother."
Jian Xiuyun said, with a slight grievance in his voice.
"Master obviously likes me more."
After Jian Xiuyun said this, he fell silent again.
Kan Wenxiao lowered his head, looked at Jian Xiuyun who was still aggrieved while asleep, and remembered what happened this morning.
He tightened his arms, hugged Jian Xiuyun tightly, gently rubbed his chin against Jian Xiuyun's forehead, and said word by word: "Master, since you want it, I will help you get it back."
Jian Xiuyun seemed to have fallen asleep, and subconsciously said "hmm" a few times, but didn't respond again.
Kan Wenxiao didn't care either, and looked at his sleeping face quietly with downcast eyes. After a long time, it seemed that he finally confirmed that Jian Xiuyun had fallen asleep. Then he slowly and carefully bent down, and put a light kiss on his face. On Jian Xiuyun's forehead.