The night wind lifted the blue hair, brushing over Li Maozhen's glowing red ears, and the scattered black hair and feet brought out the whiteness of her neck more and more.
Hearing this, seeing how Li Maozhen buried her head in her knees, Li Ye noticed that her waist was very thin and her shoulders were very slender, and for a while she felt a little sore for no reason.
Li Maozhen's temperament is very different from people like Wang Jian and Gao Pian. He always acts in a simple and straightforward manner, sometimes showing his sharp edge, doing whatever he thinks of, and rarely plotting or calculating. Speaking of it, this can be regarded as a man of temperament.
The only two calculations, one was that he was coerced by everyone in Kunlun and sent Li Ye to the Immortal Realm, and the other was that he thought he had trained a fake King An. These two things can actually be counted as one thing, but the result is that he hit his own foot with a rock, which is a bit ridiculous to think about it.
In the past, Li Ye thought it was Li Maozhen's IQ problem, but now it seems that with this guy's carefree and fiery temper, it is difficult for her to do these facts.
It may be a relief for Li Maozhen to learn that her fake King An plan has completely failed in Suzhou. She finally didn't have to scratch her head to think about all kinds of plans. With Li Ye to accept these annoying things, she just had to let go and fight.
Li Ye didn't want Li Maozhen to be so depressed, and planned to comfort her. If the majestic King Qi cried in front of him, it would be fun to watch. With her face-saving nature, she probably won't have to see her again in the future.
Facts proved that Li Ye had thought too much. As soon as he stretched out his hand, before he patted Li Maozhen's shoulder, Li Maozhen suddenly raised his head. His movements were so fast and abrupt that Li Ye's hand froze in mid-air, and he didn't know whether to retract it or drop it.
Looking at her expression, there was no trace of depression and sadness. His eyes were straight and clear, and he looked at Li Ye with doubts and vigilance, like watching a thief, "What are you going to do?"
"I... um, this..." Li Ye was very embarrassed, wondering if he was too stupid to pull his hands back to disturb his head at this time
"You want wine?" Li Maozhen fished Li Ye out of the mire with one word, and before Li Ye nodded in a hurry, she slapped a jar of wine in front of Li Ye with her backhand, and picked up a jar herself, "If you want to get a drink, just squeak, what are you doing sneakily?"
Li Maozhen said very domineeringly that Li Ye's appearance like this no longer has half the majesty of King An, which makes people look down on him for no reason.
"What do you say so much, drink!" Li Ye suddenly became angry from embarrassment.
After drinking this jar, Li Maozhen hugged the round big wine jar again, and repeated the movement of stretching her neck and exhaling alcohol into the night sky.
Li Ye discovered to his horror that when Li Maozhen vomited alcohol, the curve of the bright red lips was extraordinarily sexy.
This made his scalp tingle, and he patted his head vigorously, forcing himself to drive away this terrible illusion. Sexy, a word that is exclusive to mature women, can it have anything to do with Li Maozhen? What else would she do besides picking up the long gun and poking a few blood holes in people's bodies
In order to wake himself up, Li Ye decided to have another drink. Of course, the altar belonging to Li Maozhen cannot be missing.
After receiving the opened wine jar from Li Ye, Li Maozhen stared at him suddenly, her eyes were extraordinarily bright, with a serious face: "I found that you are not considerate at all, I was so sad just now , You don't even have a word of comfort!"
The muscles on Li Ye's face twitched: "..."
Burning with anger, must be burning with anger, this stinky bitch must feel that her IQ is being suppressed too much by her today, and she is very unhappy. After drinking, she began to torture herself desperately, getting her drunk, she must get drunk!
Li Ye shouted: "It's a brother, the friendship is in the wine, come on, do it!"
I can't comfort you.
Drunk-eyed Li Maozhen immediately cheered up when she heard this, and gave a thumbs up in agreement: "I appreciate your words! We are indeed brothers, what else can we be if we are not brothers? Come on, do it! Not tonight!" If you don't return drunk, whoever loves you is a traitor!"
Hearing that Li Maozhen actually said the serious word "rebel", how could Li Ye be polite
So Li Ye succeeded.
When the wine jar that Li Maozhen had set up on the roof in advance was emptied seven or eight times, she began to wobble from side to side and couldn't sit still. After she couldn't sit still, she kept patting the cornice beside her, yelling and urging Li Ye to drink quickly.
At some point, the bright lights of thousands of houses in the city had been extinguished, and as far as the eye could see, there was not a single lamp left, and the whole neighborhood was pitch black. Only the city lord's mansion under his feet was still brightly lit, which complemented the bright galaxy above his head.
This is very good, if not accompanied by the lights of the City Lord's Mansion, Xinghe would probably feel lonely in the long night.
In the cold winter, the night wind is icy cold, and the outside of the house is not suitable for ordinary people. This naturally has no effect on big monks like Li Ye and Li Maozhen, so only they can fully appreciate the quiet and distant scenery of winter nights.
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Li Maozhen stopped yelling for Li Ye to drink, and began to doze off with her head drooping. His body was still swaying from side to side in the cold wind, but at a much slower speed, it looked like a swaying maple leaf.
Li Ye supported the eaves with both hands, staring at the night sky in a daze, some images of the previous life flashed through his mind from time to time. He really likes such a quiet time, especially in the star-studded night, where he can unscrupulously let go of his thoughts and float freely in the ocean of two lives.
Whenever this time, he didn't want to pay attention to anything, didn't want to say anything, especially he didn't want anyone to disturb him. Now the situation is quite good, although there is someone beside her, but she is drunk, and drunk very quietly.
Being drunk and quiet is a rare skill, not everyone can have it.
Of course, he would pay attention to Li Maozhen's movements from time to time, lest she fall off the roof. This bitch is quite miraculous, seeing her crooked body about to fall over, she can quickly correct her posture after a sudden nod of her head.
During this process, her eyes were never opened.
Later, Li Ye didn't figure out how Li Maozhen fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.
This is probably an instinct. Whether it is a human or an animal, when they are thirsty, they will always consciously look for a position that allows them to sleep comfortably. Some people like to hug the pillow, some people like to grab the quilt, and some people like to curl themselves up into a ball.
Li Ye didn't move, as long as Li Maozhen didn't disturb him looking up at the galaxy.
Yue Mo was sleeping comfortably on Li Ye's shoulder, but Li Maozhen started talking in his sleep, muttering: "We are... brothers! Brother, that's great... not brothers ... what else could it be?"
In this silent night, the two people leaning against the cornices of the roof formed a peaceful scene under the sea of stars.
At this time, there is neither King Qi nor King An.
As for later, Li Ye heard about Li Maozhen's lonely and helpless childhood from Li Maozhen's intermittent dreams. The heroic deeds of stumbling all the way in the chase, falling countless times, gritting your teeth and finally relying on familiarity with the terrain, successfully getting rid of the pursuers and hiding in the corner of the ruined temple, and swallowing the steamed cakes first, can only be regarded as accidents.
Before dawn, Li Ye sent Li Maozhen back to the bed in the room. Seeing that she was sleeping dimly, he graciously covered her with the quilt.
Although it was unavoidable to think of it in the process, Li Maozhen's inconsiderate words to slander him were ignored in a manly manner.
As for Jian guarding the post, the Young Master, who had witnessed the whole process since he left the barrier and flew down to the roof, gave him a strange and surprised look, as if saying that he also likes men, and Li Ye also agreed. Can only be ignored.
Is it worth being so surprised, isn't it just hugging Li Maozhen, and this is going to slander me for being masculine? What two unreasonable dirty women! I just don't tell you that Li Maozhen is a woman.
After daybreak, I really got tired of getting together and chatting in a low voice, discussing in depth about Li Ye's preference for masculinity. probing eyes.
Being hungry for a day and a night, although a monk in the realm of real people would not care about such things, but Li Ye's powerful habits still made him eager to have a good meal.
The two maids of Young Master Siming can only open their mouths with food, so naturally they don't need to be expected to cook. Su Emei is a good cook, but she left Minzhou yesterday, and went with Chu Nanhuai and others to meet Shangguan Qingcheng up.
After nearly an hour of tossing, Li Ye prepared six dishes and one soup, after all, there were four people. A fatty chicken is stewed extraordinarily delicious and full of aroma. Using aura to add fire to ripen this kind of flaw, because of the urgency of time, it is not necessary to pursue it.
"This scent is very authentic. I can't tell, but you still cook well? You are too imposing as King An. But, I appreciate it very much!"
Li Ye was tasting the chicken soup with a spatula to judge whether the taste could be improved. Hearing the sound, he knew that Li Maozhen woke up looking for something to eat. People who wake up from a hangover will definitely have a full appetite as long as they have a good stomach. "First Go wash up, it'll be on the table right away, I'll show you today, the difference between me and you is not only... poof!"
He originally wanted to tease Li Maozhen, saying that the difference between me and you is not only in whether he can talk in his sleep when he is drunk, but when he looked up and saw Li Maozhen leaning on the door frame, he immediately spit out a mouthful of soup.
It's not that Li Maozhen's image is too sloppy, in fact, no matter how bad Li Maozhen's image is at this time, Li Ye will not be surprised, but Li Maozhen's makeup in front of him is too neat, too perfect, and too shiny!
That's right, makeup.
To be precise, the one leaning on the door frame now is Shengji of Huanyinfang.
The six-flower skirt in the neon feather dress reveals the beautiful snow-white fragrant shoulders, the chest is towering and majestic, the waist is as thin as a willow, and a pair of beautiful legs are slender, straight, round and full of elasticity. Note others.
Seeing Li Ye's embarrassment, Li Maozhen smiled triumphantly, and deliberately smiled charmingly, her onion-like fingers quickly slid from the headdress to her waist, "Why, hasn't King An seen Ben Shengji?"
Li Ye wiped the soup stains from his mouth, and said helplessly, "Do you think the image of a woman last night didn't scare me enough?"
The ghost knows when Li Maozhen sobered up, so she changed into this outfit early, and ran to the kitchen to scare herself, not knowing what she was trying to do.
Is it not good to maintain the image of a female man? Although she is a bit rude, she is also straightforward. This bitch is afraid that she will forget that she is a woman