down a few times.
I don't know where Ye Qingluo is.
This is obviously intentional!
If you want to drink, just say so.
Is it interesting to play this kind of question-and-answer game and follow her words
Moreover, what he asked were all personal questions about relationships.
Inside and outside the words, they are all instigating her—change your heart, change your heart, change your heart!
Fortunately, she still answered all his questions seriously!
After another question, Chu Wuxin picked up the wine glass and drank directly.
Ye Qingluo couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and pressed his hand holding the wine glass: "If you want to drink, go back to your own place to drink, I won't accompany you."
Chu Wuxin's eyes were hazy for a moment because of the alcohol smell.
Those eyes, which were as black as glazed glass, were even more dazzling.
That cold face also retreated a little bit of coldness.
His hand was forced back to the stone table.
The wine glass was placed behind the stone table.
The girl stood up straight away.
Chu Wuxin stretched out his hand in a panic, and grabbed the girl's wrist: "Ye Qingluo...don't go."
The voice was a little hoarse from the smell of alcohol.
In the hoarseness, there seemed to be some pain in his mouth.
Ye Qingluo's hand moved.
Unable to break free from his palm.
"Ye Qingluo... I won't drink anymore, I'll answer the questions carefully, okay?" Chu Wuxin was obviously a little drunk.
When she spoke, she actually showed a bit... humble
Yes.
These two words came to Ye Qingluo's mind.
Because the man seemed to be begging her.
Eyes blinded by alcohol.
That hoarse voice and bitter tone.
All revealing unbearable humility.
Ye Qingluo was a little dazed...
In her mind.
Chu Wuxin has always been a high-cold person with facial paralysis.
A person who does not change face when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.
Even if he was taught by others, he learned a few words of love.
However, his temperament is still extremely cold.
But now...
Drunkenness
Or is it really too uncomfortable
Why be so humble
Ye Qingluo had to admit.
Looking at Chu Wuxin in front of him.
She really couldn't bear it.
Chu Wuxin used this bitter trick really well...
Ye Qingluo sighed, and sat back: "Okay, let go first."
Chu Wuxin let go of her hand obediently.
Still looking at her with those misty eyes.
Such a contrast made her a little uncomfortable.
Unexpectedly, after Chu Wuxin got drunk, he seemed to be a different person.
She pushed the wine glass away and looked at him seriously: "Just ask and answer, no one can drink, if you ask, you must answer."
Chu Wuxin sat up straight, her cold face was drunk, and she had a different handsomeness: "Okay."
Ye Qingluo looked at him and said word by word: "Are you planning to do something at the Anyou Palace at the time of the Billboard? They have already made complete preparations, right?"
This time, Chu Wuxin cooperated: "Yes, your guesses are all right."
After the words fell, his eyes were a little dark: "Ye Qingluo, this time, you can't interfere... Don't worry about the affairs of the heavens."
"I can't intervene?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
Chu Wuxin didn't answer her question, but looked at her seriously: "Come with me, I can protect you, as long as you stay by my side, the Dark Palace... will not touch you."
Ye Qingluo shook his head without hesitation: "I won't go with you."
"He can't protect you at all!" Chu Wuxin's emotions were a little restless, "Where is he every time you are in danger? He can't protect you at all!"