The madam's eyes almost bulged when she looked at the two white crystal stones in front of her.
"Okay, okay, gentlemen, let's talk slowly."
Putting Bai Jingshi in his arms, the Madam directly pulled Yu Xuan away.
Ye Wuyou looked at the silver-robed man in front of him, his eyebrows raised slightly.
What a handsome man, no worse than Mr. Yu just now, but still not as good-looking as Brother Xian.
Zhongli Po sat directly opposite Ye Wuyou.
"Little one, we meet again."
The low, evil voice sounded very sexy.
Ye Wuyou blinked in confusion. Have they met before? Why doesn't he remember
Looking at Ye Wuyou's confused watery eyes, the smile on Zhongli Po's lips deepened.
No wonder he was tempted, even he was a little moved just by looking at such a simple little lamb-like person.
"Where's your brother Xian? Didn't he come with you today?"
Zhong Lipo picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for Ye Wuyou.
"Do you know Brother Xian?"
Hearing Zhongli Po mention Wen Xian, Ye Wuyou finally reacted.
Zhongli Po curled his lips and smiled evilly, "He is a frequent visitor to Zuihuan Tower."
Ye Wuyou frowned, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.
He actually often comes to Zuihuanlou, but now he realizes that he really doesn't understand him at all, or maybe he doesn't understand him from beginning to end.
He picked up the wine glass and drank it, but the sweet wine gave him a bitter taste.
Seeing Ye Wuyou drink the wine from the glass, a meaningful smile flashed in Zhongli Po's eyes.
Without waiting for Zhongli Po to pour the wine for him, Ye Wuyou grabbed the wine bottle on the table and began to pour himself a glass of wine.
Unexpectedly, things went so smoothly. Zhongli Po's lips curled up slightly and he asked Xiao Si to bring a few bottles of wine.
Turning the corner on the second floor, Yu Xuan looked at Zhong Lipo and Ye Wuyou downstairs with a slight frown.
That man obviously wanted to get the young master drunk, but looking at the young master, he didn't seem to be alert at all.
Yu Xuan glanced at Ye Wuyou worriedly. This young master was very kind-hearted, but he was sure that he had never been to Zuihuan Tower before, so where had he seen him before
Ye Wuyou looked at Zhongli Po with drunken eyes, his eyes full of sadness and pain.
"Why do you think he likes women? He was clearly hiccuping before."
He clearly said that he only likes Wuyou, but what
"He's a liar, he lied to me."
Ye Wuyou pouted, feeling aggrieved and wanting to cry.
As if only strong alcohol could numb the pain in his heart, Ye Wuyou drank one cup after another.
"you're drunk."
Finally, Zhongli Po couldn't stand it anymore and snatched the wine bottle from Ye Wuyou's hand.
He originally wanted to get him drunk, but seeing his current appearance, he suddenly couldn't bear it.
Unexpectedly, he, the most powerful flower picker in the world, would have moments when he couldn't bear it.
drunk
A sarcastic smile appeared on Ye Wuyou's lips.
He wanted to get drunk, he didn't want to think of him again, but the wine seemed to be fake. Not only was he not drunk, he was getting more and more sober, because he was getting clearer and clearer in his mind.
"Give me."
Ye Wuyou stood up and swayed to grab the wine bottle from Zhong Lipo's hand.
Where could Zhongli Po give it to him, he directly raised the wine bottle high.
Ye Wuyou didn't reach the jug, but instead threw himself into Zhongli Po's arms.
The fragrance mixed with the smell of wine suddenly reached the tip of his nose. Zhongli Po could not help but swallow his saliva, and his deep eyes suddenly darkened.
While Zhongli Po was stunned, Ye Wuyou reached the jug, held it like a baby, and drank directly to the spout without using a cup.
After a while, Ye Wuyou drank all the wine in the jug.
"Gone."
Ye Wuyou innocently turned the wine bottle upside down.
"Come on, have another pot."
He angrily put the empty wine bottle on the table, then stood up and started shouting, but after taking a few steps, he hit the corner of the table and fell down.
Zhongli Po scooped it up with his big hand and directly took Ye Wuyou into his arms.
Ye Wuyou stared blankly at Zhong Lipo, his eyes gradually becoming blurred.
"Brother Xian"
He reached out and caressed Zhongli Po's handsome face, his eyes full of joy and love.
Looking at those pink eyes full of love, Zhongli Po's heart palpitated.
His heart actually moved. After living for almost thirty years, this was the first time he had experienced heartbeat.
After a moment of daze, Zhongli Po picked up Wuyou and walked up to the second floor.
Seeing Zhong Lipo's movements, Yu Xuan's eyes lit up instantly.
By the way, isn't he the young master that Mr. Xian is holding in his arms that day
That day he was on the second floor and happened to see Mr. Xian carrying him out of Fengyue Tower.
At that time, he was still very curious about the identity of this young master.
Although Young Master Xian is a frequent visitor to Zuihuan Building, he is different from other young masters. He seems to have never let any young master accompany him, let alone spend the night in Zuihuan Building. Every time he comes, he sits silently in the corner. , as if looking for something in confusion.
Among those young men who were eager to have fun, he seemed to be an alien, completely out of place. This may be why he paid attention to him, but it was a pity that his eyes never stopped on him.
Seeing Zhongli Po carrying Ye Wuyou into the room, Yu Xuan became a little anxious.
After turning around twice, Yu Xuan flashed into his room, opened his usual picture scroll, picked up the brush, and started painting hastily.
Because he has been painting all the year round, Yu Xuan quickly finished what he wanted to paint.
"Xin Zhao."
After rolling the scroll, Yu Xuan summoned his personal servant.
Xin Zhao entered the room, bowed and said, "Master, what are your orders?"
Yu Xuan handed the scroll to Zhao Xin, "Take this scroll and go to Fengyue Tower to find Mr. Xian. The matter is urgent. Ask him to come to Zuihuan Tower quickly. If you are late, it will be too late."
"Yes, little one, go right here."
Looking at Yu Xuan who looked anxious, Zhao Xin immediately took the scroll and ran out.
Feng Yue Tower and Zui Huan Tower were only separated by a street, and Zhao Xin quickly entered Feng Yue Tower.
"Colored cuckoo."
Knowing that Wen Xian only looked for Miss Yu Fu every time he came, Zhao Xin didn't ask anyone else and went directly to Cai Juan, who usually had a good relationship with him.
"Xin Zhao, why are you here?"
Caijuan was a little surprised to see Xin Zhao.
"Is Mr. Xian here? I'm looking for Mr. Xian."
The matter was urgent, so Zhao Xin did not exchange much greetings with Caijuan and directly explained his intention.
Caijuan shook his head, "Master Xian is not here. He hasn't been here for several days."
Mr. Xian has not been to Fengyue Tower for many days, and his girl is listless.
"What? What should we do?"
Upon hearing that Wen Xian was not there, Zhao Xin immediately became anxious.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Seeing that Zhao Xin was so anxious, Caijuan couldn't help but become serious.
"Our young master comes to see him if there is something urgent."
Looking at the scroll in his hand, Zhao Xinxin became even more anxious.
Caijuan frowned, "Why don't you wait and I'll ask our girl if there's any way to find Mr. Xian."
Xin Zhao's eyes lit up, "Go quickly, go quickly."
Caijuan nodded, turned around and entered the room.
There were guests in Yufu's house. Caijuan was hesitant to go in. Yufu saw Caijuan first.
"What's up?"
Glancing at the prince next to Yufu, Caijuan quietly waved.
Yu Fu frowned, stood up and saluted Prince Wang, "Excuse me."
Prince Wang immediately nodded seductively.
Yufu walked outside and asked, "What on earth is going on?"
Caijuan's eyes flickered, she leaned into Yufu's ear and whispered the story.
Yu Fu smiled bitterly and shook her head. How could she know where to find him
Caijuan frowned and walked out of the room.
"How's it going?" Xin Zhao came up immediately.
Caijuan shook her head, "My girl doesn't know the whereabouts of Mr. Xian either."
"What should we do?"
Xin Zhao held the scroll in his hands and had no idea at all.
Bai Xianxuan.
Bingzhi, who didn't find Ye Wuyou, came out dejectedly, but happened to bump into Wen Xian, and immediately approached him excitedly.
"Third brother, you are finally back. You don't know that brother Wuyou was ill two days ago and left a lot of blood."
"What?" Wen Xian frowned suddenly.
he is sick
When and why no one told him.
"Worry-free."
Wen Xian rushed into Wuyou's room, but heard Bingzhi say, "Brother Wuyou is out."
out
Where will he go? Wen Xian panicked.
"He should be looking for you. Didn't you meet him?"
Looking for him? Did he go to Fengyue Tower
Before Bingzhi could speak again, Wen Xian disappeared in a flash.
In the room in Zuihuan Building, Ye Wuyou was hugging Zhongli Po with his drunken eyes.
"Brother Xian, why don't you like me?"
The tipsy voice was full of grievances.
Zhongli Po raised his eyebrows, "Who said I don't like you?"
"You said it yourself."
Ye Wuyou stared with big eyes, as if he was dissatisfied that Zhongli Po had said it but refused to admit it.
Zhongli Po's eyes flickered, he lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Wuyou and said, "I lied to you, I like you."
The words "I like you" made Ye Wuyou want to cry with happiness.
"You're lying, brother Xian doesn't like me at all."
Ye Wuyou pushed Zhong Lipo away violently, tears falling from his eyes like pearls off the thread.
He didn't like him, he said he liked women, women like Sister Sheng who could give birth to children.
At the entrance of Fengyue Tower, Zhao Xin was waiting anxiously.
Seeing the figure running in the distance, Zhao Xin's eyes lit up and he immediately waved excitedly, "Mr. Xian"
Wen Xian ignored Zhao Xin and rushed straight into Fengyue Tower.
Xin Zhao was dumbfounded and blocked Wen Xian without thinking.
"Mr. Xian, my young master has something urgent to do with you. He asked me to leave it to you."
Afraid of being ignored again, Zhao Xin directly stuffed the scroll into Wen Xian's arms.
Wen Xian frowned and opened the scroll.
On the scroll, a man in silver robe is hugging a young man in blue shirt. The young man's eyes are drunk and hazy. He is pure and has a bit of charm, which is very attractive.
Wen Xian held the scroll tightly, his handsome face was frighteningly dark, and a murderous aura suddenly erupted, and the scroll was shattered into pieces.
Xin Zhao trembled suddenly and immediately stepped aside.
Oh my god, what did Young Master draw? Young Master Xian actually had such a big reaction.
Zuihuan Tower.
Seeing Ye Wuyou sitting on the ground crying like a child, Zhongli Po felt inexplicably distressed.
He walked over, held him in his arms, and lovingly wiped his tears.
"I like you, I really like you."
At this moment, even Zhongli Po himself couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or a lie.
"Then kiss me."
Ye Wuyou opened his teary eyes and looked at Zhongli Po stubbornly.
It seemed that only kissing him could prove that what he said was not a lie.
Zhongli Po was confused. Did he know what he was talking about
Looking at Ye Wuyou's stubborn watery eyes, Zhongli's heart suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but kiss the delicate red lips.
With a "bang", the door was kicked open.