Need for a Guard

All the talented scholars and all the great Confucians gathered around the desk, looking full of anticipation and admiration, as if they performed the live version of the star-studded moon.

Especially Bai Su, with her tender and pink face, very attractive, with round eyes and charming autumn water, staring at Shi Yue's handsome face, she felt very happy.

She couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart, and her little hand secretly grabbed Shi Yue's waist.

Taking the opportunity of reading the text, she leaned over, leaned close to Shi Yue's ear, and murmured softly: "Brother Shi San, you are awesome, you always surprise me..."

Bai Su's soft body pressed against Shi Yue's left waist.

Fragrance was transmitted to Shi Yue's nose, and the lips were filled with a charming taste. The soft and delicate body that was attached to him had endless magic power, and only half of Shi Yue's body was electrified, crisp and numb.

Shi Yue's heart surged, he turned his head to look at Bai Su's pretty face, blinked, and said narrowly: "What are you doing so tightly? This is not good, it's insulting to gentleness, um... I'm drunk, I'm so hot... I drunk……"

Hong Xing came over and said with a charming smile: "Master, you are not drunk, everyone is drunk, right?"

Shi Yue was thinking about flirting with Bai Su, and when he teased her, Hong Xing made it clear what he was thinking, it was really boring.

Bai Su also knows what is good or bad, and she has to maintain a ladylike and elegant image in public.

Reluctantly, she let go of her little hand grasping Shi Yue's body, pouted her lips, looked at Shi Yue's naughty smile, and covered her swollen chest with her little hand, it was as sweet as honey.

All the talented scholars looked at the word, talked about it, and commented for a long time, but finally found it incredible.

Some talented scholars also picked up the charcoal black and tried to write on another piece of rice paper.

In the end, the writing was tragic, crooked, gecko wandering, more embarrassing than chicken claws scratching out, and I felt that Shi Yue's words were full of unfathomable profoundness.

The old man Geng squinted his eyes and admired it carefully for a long time before he blushed and asked, "Mr. Shi, you... what kind of calligraphy are you doing?"

Everyone is listening!

Shi Yue paused each word and said, "This is hard pen calligraphy."

Handwriting?

All the talents suddenly realized!

The old man Geng held the charcoal black that was not slipping into autumn, and said sadly: "Mr. Shi's calligraphy is different from mine. The hooks, curls, thats, and horizontal bends are all unique. It can be called a master style."

Master style?

Shi Yuehan: Old man Geng, can you really brag for me? Can a calligrapher with a broken hard pen be called a master?

But I didn't expect that the voices of approval from all the talents were endless!

Shi Yue rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Brothers, everyone, in fact, this calligraphy with hard pens is not my own creation."

what?

Everyone was interested, and stretched their necks and asked: "Then... who is that expert who created hard-tipped calligraphy?"

Shi Yue said: "It's a close friend of mine."

"Who? Who the hell is it?" Old Geng and a group of talents pressed forward aggressively.

Shi Yue scratched his scalp and said with a smile: "My friend is very low-key, and he doesn't want to be famous, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by others, so..."

The old man Geng stomped his feet and urged: "All the talented people are asking for each other in every possible way, Mr. Shi, stop being a fool, and tell us who created the hard-tipped pen calligraphy?"

Shi Yue frowned in embarrassment, and then sighed: "Well, since everyone is so eager, I will tell you that the founder of this hard-tipped pen calligraphy is none other than Young Master Nongyue."

wow...

Playing the moon?

"Is that the boy who played the moon who came up with the arrangement of traveling thousands of miles alone?"

"Of course!"

All the talents were stunned: who the hell is this Young Master Yue?

Such a great talent is really enviable!

For a moment, everyone became very interested in the identity of Young Master Nongyue, but Shi Yue just smiled and said awkwardly, "Don't say it! Don't say it."

Everyone sat down again, surrounded Shi Yue, and asked Mr. Nongyue a series of mysteries. Shi Yue looked around me and talked about him, satisfying everyone's taste.

Old man Geng pointed to the wine jar, and with a wink, he handed it to a group of veterans, as well as those young talents.

Everyone understood, and raised their glasses to Shi Yue enthusiastically, trying to get Shi Yue drunk, and let him reveal Shi Yue's identity while he was drunk. ,

Bai Mochou was also excited about this, and took the lead, leading a group of old and young birds to fight against Shi Yue.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yue is just a wine vat, no matter how much he pours it, he will not get drunk.

In the end, the old man Geng ordered people to go home and fetch a pool of 'Qian Fu Zhan', which is a very strong spicy spirit that has been preserved for 20 years.

Ordinary people take a sip and don't know the east, west, north, and south.

In order to get the words out of Shi Yue's mouth, the old man Geng spent a lot of money, and asked many talented people to take turns to express their love for Shi Yue with the price of a thousand husbands, which is hard to buy.

This wine is really powerful, after drinking a glass of wine, Shi Yue feels the fire is on fire, full of spicy taste, taste it, it is very similar to that high Erguotou.

None of the guys who toasted with him were sane.

After drinking three cups and five cups, Shi Yue also felt dizzy, unable to open his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, most of the circle passed!

Even the old man Geng fell on the table, leaving Bai Mochou alone to show off his prestige.

Shi Yue smiled, shook his head again and again, and said with a big tongue: "Uncle, we are... we are our own people, so let's avoid this wine, killing each other is so... so bad."

"Hey! How did it work?"

Bai Mochou walked up to Shi Yue tremblingly, patted him on the shoulder, and said nastyly: "Nephew, uncle is happy today!"

"Why are you happy?" Shi Yue said with a smile: "Is it because you lost Zeng Tong's prestige?"For arrangement?Or is it to play with Mr. Yue? "

Bai Mochou looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, pinched Shi Yue's shoulder heavily, squinted her eyes, and paused every single word: "From your body, I seem to see the dawn of Dayan, and the glorious reappearance of Dayan is just around the corner. "

Bai Mochou pointed to herself, then to Shi Yue, and said boldly: "We, the two of you, will join hands to create a prosperous world of Yan...Nephew, come, let's drink this cup."

Shi Yue laughed loudly, stood up while supporting the table, "Come on, uncle, do it!"

The two raised their heads and drank the wine in the glass.

thump!thump!

Shi Yue and Bai Mochou leaned against the dining table and both fell down.

The bowls and chopsticks, plates, wine and vegetables were all put on the two of them, but the two fellows who loved each other fell asleep like dead pigs, and fell into the fragrance of dreams.

When Shi Yue woke up, he found that he was sleeping on a fragrant soft gum.

A dim incense candle illuminates the delicate and quiet hut.

Shi Yue didn't know where it was, so he lifted the blanket and looked, only to find that he was only wearing a cotton gauze pajamas, there was no smell of alcohol on his body, and he had been completely washed!

I am drunk?

Who the hell gave me a shower?

Shi Yue had a splitting headache, dry mouth and tongue, and he was a little unsteady when he got up, thinking that this thousand cuts is really powerful.

Shi Yue picked up the water bottle on the table, raised his head and drank it, feeling better just now.

For a while, I felt the urge to urinate again.

He clutched his crotch, and looked around for the toilet room. There was a small light on in the right rear corner, and there was the sound of water rushing.

That's probably the side room.

Shi Yue leaned crookedly on the wall, turned a corner, looked up at the toilet room, and couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

Amidst the candlelight, one can vaguely see a graceful and delicate body, taking a bath in the toilet room, with gentle hands caressing wantonly on the plump breasts and slender waist, extremely enchanting.

This... Who is this woman taking a bath?