Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

Like a good friend whom he has known for many years, or a relative who has been with him day and night, he called her "Meng'er", and she just frowned slightly and agreed.

Han Mengxiao had an indescribable feeling in his heart about the man who only met on both sides, as if there had been such a shadow for thousands of years, buried in his heart all the time, and when they met, they became close as a matter of course.If Han Mengxiao knew that this small glass of wine would break the heart of her future self, she would have wiped away the traces of intimacy early on, turned around and left, never looking back.

But at this time, she smiled brightly and uttered the incomparably clear word: "Okay!"

In the outskirts of the city, the small road that is only enough for one person passes through the deep reeds. It is already dark, and the moon comes up, casting light yellow light on this quiet land. Hearing the sound, Han Mengxiao looked helplessly at the back of Yue Wugou's fluttering white clothes in front of him, feeling so regretful that his guts turned green.

Why on earth had she agreed to drink with him?Why did they all go to the restaurant and heard that he could brew wine, but then changed their minds and wanted to drink the wine he brewed?Why do you believe him when he said that he lives not far away? It has been nearly two hours and it hasn't arrived yet!Why does he, the majestic head of the punishment department and the important minister of the court, live in such a shitty place on the outskirts of the city!

"Master Yue, your glass of wine is really not good!" After walking for a while, Han Mengxiao finally couldn't help but joked.

"You can call me Wugou," Yue Wugou stopped without turning back, and said softly, "You're tired from walking, come on, I'll carry you on my back." After saying that, she really squatted down.

Han Mengxiao was stunned immediately, what... what does he mean by this?Does she know him well?Didn't this ancient times pay attention to whether a man and a woman should give or take each other?His behavior is too weird, isn't it?Does this mean to trust her absolutely?Or... a mess and a lot of thinking, but Yue Wugou was urging:

"Silly Menger, hurry up, come up!"

Damn it, she must have been possessed by a ghost, how could she have the urge to climb onto his back right away?No matter, he said it so seriously!Nervously putting his hands on Yue Wugou's shoulders, Han Mengxiao closed his eyes and climbed up...

Yue Wugou smiled softly: "Meng'er, don't be so nervous, I won't throw you off again." This obviously suspicious sentence was ignored by Han Mengxiao because he was too restless until later Later, in Han Mengxiao's tearful memories, she realized that the closest distance between her and him was the strange mutual dependence at the beginning.

After walking for another half an hour, they finally arrived at Yue Wugou's residence, but Han Mengxiao had already fallen asleep on Yue Wugou's back.If she was awake at this moment, she would definitely be amazed at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

At the end of the road, there are low and dense flowers blooming on the green grass. The goose-yellow stamens and pink, white or purple petals form a huge flower carpet. The light flickers and flickers, the end of the flowers is water, the pool water is that kind of clear green, quiet like an irregular mirror, a mist evaporates from it, it turns out that this small pool is actually a pool of warm soup!

The small bamboo house was built fifteen or sixteen steps away from the pool. In front of the house was an unknown tree with large, white flowers. The flowers seemed to be blooming in the sun, emitting a faint brilliance from the whole body, full of beauty. There is a whole tree, but none of the flowers are withered... The warm breath fills this small world, and there is not even a trace of chill.