Zhang Wenxue froze in place, as if struck by lightning.
They... what
He didn't hear a word of Sheng Hechen's words.
All that was left in his mind was what Sheng Hechen said at the beginning, and he suddenly felt that everything he did was meaningless. Junior and brother really belonged in his heart, and he had even reached this point... At this moment, he had nothing but blessings Apart from Jiang Su, there was obviously nothing he could do.
However, Sheng Hechen was still very excited, and said, "I just saw the two of them come back holding hands, and Su'er smells of alcohol. It's the first time I've seen him drink so much alcohol—"
Zhang Wenxue suddenly heard the word alcohol, lowered his eyelashes, and muttered, "He is drunk."
Sheng Hechen: "Drinking is the most chaotic..."
Zhang Wenxue turned around and went out: "I'm going to prepare a sober soup for him first."
Sheng Hechen was stunned.
He thought that Zhang Wenxue would be as indignant as him, but he didn't want Zhang Wenxue to have only an understatement. On the contrary, it made his full of resentment have nowhere to vent, so he had to hold back abruptly, and then gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I never take it lightly. give up."
Zhang Wenxue just smiled bitterly and said, "But I know my junior brother, and he is not someone who will give up easily."
If so, how could he become the first sword of the righteous path today.
Sheng Hechen wanted to say more, but Zhang Wenxue waved his hand.
"Okay, Alliance Leader Sheng, come back." Zhang Wenxue closed his eyes slightly and said, "I am his senior brother, and I should be happy when my junior brother has a crush."
…
The next morning, Zhang Wenxue deliberately woke up early, prepared a sober soup for Jiang Su and sent it to Qianqiu Garden, but seeing Jiang Su, who should have been hangover and still awake, was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, he couldn't help but startled, and then turned towards the garden. Looking at him in the courtyard, he saw Mu Yichuan sitting by the side eating steamed buns, Sheng Hechen squatting by the door of his house and sharpening his knife, everything was different from what he thought.
Jiang Su had already seen him, put his sword back into its sheath, and asked him for the morning. There was no sign of a hangover on his face. Zhang Wenxue had to temporarily put the hangover soup on the small stone table in the courtyard, and said to Jiang Su: "I heard from the attendant in the courtyard yesterday that when you came back full of alcohol, I made a sober soup for you—"
Jiang Su was startled, smiled and shook his head: "Senior brother, I didn't drink, that's the smell of alcohol on Ding Yesheng Ding Elder."
Zhang Wenxue: "Ding Yesheng?"
"Yesterday I went out with Mu Shao... Junior nephew Mu and ran into Elder Ding who was drunk." Jiang Su forcibly reversed his title to Mu Yichuan, lest Sheng Hechen find out Mu Yichuan's identity, "I am with Senior Nephew Mu. One piece helped Elder Ding back, and the smell of alcohol should have been on it at that time."
Zhang Wenxue did not feel relieved.
Since they didn't drink alcohol, there was no such thing as a drunken disorder. Both of them were very sober, which means... Zhang Wenxue's heart throbbed, and just as he was about to put away the hangover soup and leave, he remembered something. .
Na Mu Yichuan is still injured, and his right hand side is absolutely immobile, but in just a few days, the wound has only just scabbed over. If strenuous exercise involves the wound, it will inevitably crack. His attitude is that he attaches the most importance to this matter. Since this is the case, he cannot bear it for so many days.
What's more... Zhang Wenxue saw that Jiang Su and Mu Yichuan were acting as normal as usual today. They didn't seem to be physically unwell, and their attitudes had never been more intimate. He had doubts in his heart, so he couldn't help but open his mouth and asked, "Then last night..."
Jiang Su wondered: "Last night?"
Zhang Wenxue coughed and said, "Junior Brother, are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Su was very confused: "No."
Having said this, he had already sat down on the stone table in the courtyard, subconsciously moved his wrist, pondering Zhang Wenxue's words in his heart, and suddenly realized: "How did you know about it, Senior Brother?"
Zhang Wenxue's heart trembled: "You really—"
"Last night, I slept with my sword in my arms." Jiang Su sighed, "The muscles in his arms are sore, and they are still a little sore and numb."
Zhang Wenxue: "…"
What, holding a sword
Zhang Wenxue subconsciously looked back at Sheng Hechen, who was sharpening the knife behind him. Sheng Hechen was also a little surprised. The two eyes met. Zhang Wenxue understood that Sheng Hechen must have misunderstood last night, so he couldn't help but glared at Sheng Hechen, but Sheng Hechen felt guilty and had to lower his eyes. There was joy in his heart, and there was a slight smile on his lips.
…
Jiang Su was silent.
He didn't know what happened last night, this situation was really ambiguous in his eyes.
Senior Brother glared at Alliance Leader Sheng, and Alliance Leader Sheng bowed his head shyly, with a smile on his lips, what's going on? He clearly remembered that the relationship between Senior Brother and the Alliance Leader Sheng was always not very good. Why did the two of them suddenly become ambiguous after just one night, and even in front of the two of them, they looked at each other with deep affection.
and many more.
Jiang Su's sense of smell was keenly aware of one thing.
Zhang Wenxue's martial arts are enough to rank in the top fifty in the arena, and Sheng Hechen's martial arts is higher than him. If he has something to do with the two, he will match up with them... Matching a top fifty is 20 red fate, two If people are superimposed, wouldn't he have completed half of the task.
Jiang Su was very excited in his heart, his face was calm, he just looked around, thinking and looking for an opportunity to match the two.
Sheng Hechen, who is that person? Jianghu Beauty, he chooses Jianghu, a typical business-oriented guest on the blind date, if he chooses a complementary partner for him, he obviously needs a virtuous inner helper, a gentle and caring little wife to take care of him.
His eyes quickly fell on the food basket containing the hangover soup.
Based on what he knew about his senior brother, it was impossible for the food basket to contain only sober soup. It should also contain the breakfast made by his senior brother.
And Jiang Su knew a truth.
To grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first.
Zhang Wenxue's cooking skills are a little worse, but most of it is reflected in the strange medicated diet. If you cook seriously, the taste can still be eaten. People in the rivers and lakes are not careful, and a slight deviation in taste is really not a problem. what a big deal.
Besides, although my brother's food is a bit unpalatable, he has been so caring to himself over the years. Isn't this a walking wife!
Jiang Su had already brought the food basket, and while opening the food basket, he asked with a smile, "What delicious food did your brother get?"
Only then did Zhang Wenxue return to his senses, and he said slowly, "It's inside—"
Jiang Su turned to look at Sheng Hechen: "Master Sheng, one piece?"
Sheng Hechen smiled: "Su'er has an invitation, but it's disrespectful."
Zhang Wenxue: "Chicken soup."
Jiang Su: "..."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
Done.
Jiang Su felt that the pair of Senior Brother and Alliance Leader Sheng would not be able to match in this life.
…
The dark chicken soup was placed on the stone table, and a strange atmosphere filled the surroundings. Sheng Hechen scooped up a spoonful of it with shaking hands, wishing he could slap himself.
What is disrespectful, he should have politely refused just now.
But the gentleman said, the horse is hard to chase, he can't die here at an early age just because of a mouthful of chicken soup, maybe this thing just smells bad, maybe it still tastes good, Sheng Hechen took a deep breath, With a forced smile, he shoved the spoon into his mouth.
The taste buds noticed that this was enough to impact the soul, and a guard in the martial arts alliance rushed up and said: "Report!"
Sheng Hechen: "..."
Sheng Hechen was crying in his heart.
Damn, why couldn't he report earlier.
He finally swallowed the soup, and after a while, he opened his mouth with a trembling voice, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The guard replied nervously: "The main island of Wanshe Island killed Elder Ding, and they have already fought!"
Sheng Hechen was obviously startled, but he couldn't get back to his senses: "What?"
The guard thought about it and didn't know how to explain it. After holding it for a while, he could only spit out one sentence: "If we don't pass, it may be too late!"
…
Jiang Su was very curious.
People in all corners of the world know that Ding Yesheng and the host of Wanshe Island have a deadly friendship. The two are usually brothers. They have never had a fight over the years. Ding Yesheng is also regarded as the second master in Wanshe Island. , Two people with such a good relationship, what is it that can make them fight
Those watching the fun never thought it was a big deal, so Jiang Su immediately dragged Mu Yichuan and followed Sheng Hechen and Zhang Wenxue to the small courtyard where Wanshe Island lived, but the fighting had stopped, and the deputy of the beggar gang who lived in the next courtyard The gang leader Fang Yuanluo separated the two of them, which was considered a forcible stop of the fight. He kept persuading them, saying, "Everyone is a brother, so you can't say anything if you have anything to say."
Host Islander: "Bah, I treat him as a brother, but he—"
The more he talked, the more angry he was, and he inevitably kicked Ding Yesheng again, but Ding Yesheng didn't dodge, just lowered his head. Only then did Jiang Su see a few tints on Ding Yesheng's face. He was really embarrassed, but if he remembered correctly , Ding Yesheng's martial arts are far above the host island owner. If he really hits hard, the injured person should also be the host island owner.
Could it be that... Ding Yesheng has not woken up from a hangover
Jiang Su turned his attention to Ding Yesheng again. He wanted to find traces of drunkenness from Ding Yesheng's body, but at a glance he saw that Ding Yesheng's clothes were messy at the moment. In such a cold season, he was only wearing a single shirt, with his neck open, revealing A muscular chest, and…
A few ambiguous scratches
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su began to panic.
You must know that this is the world of a certain literature. Last night, he threw a drunk Ding Yesheng into the house of the disciples on Wanshe Island. If the protection is not complete, something should happen in the book. By the way, mention the disciples on Wanshe Island. ... Last night, which Myriad Snake Island disciple did he entrust Ding Yesheng to
Jiang Su looked around the courtyard, and saw a door of a house next to him was open, and a person behind him probed his head and looked out cautiously.
It seems to be this house.
He was about to walk over, and the island owner had already grasped Sheng Hechen's hand. It seemed that he wanted Sheng Hechen to make decisions for him. Sheng Hechen was about to walk into the room next to him. He was full of resentment and said angrily, "Meng Sheng, you must decide for me."
Seeing this, Jiang Su hurriedly followed Gua's pace. Except for the guards and the disciples of Wanshe Island, several people in the courtyard immediately followed into the room. Even Ding Yesheng walked in with his head down. The door was closed, and Sheng Hechen spoke kindly to comfort him. The host of the island sat down first, and Fang Yuanluo, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, also hurriedly followed, saying, "Everyone is brothers, just sit down and talk."
"Oh, brother." The island host laughed angrily, gritted his teeth, "I treat him as a brother, but he is plotting against my son!"
Jiang Su: "..."
Done.
They don't really get drunk, do they? !