Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 463: Perfect 2
Liu Hua stared blankly, and spoke out to dissuade him: "Master, drinking alcohol will hurt your health. You are not feeling well right now, so it's better not to drink."

Every night around the full moon, the master will be trapped by nightmares, and his body will become extremely weak.

Jiuyin raised her eyelids to look at him, suddenly smiled deeply, the cinnabar between her brows trembled, inexplicably arousing heartache.

"How come Hua'er doesn't listen to the teacher's words when he grows up?" He leaned on the soft couch, propped his head with one hand, his black hair was spread out, and his smooth jade feet looked so beautiful in the cold night. Extra dazzling.

Even if you have seen it thousands of times, that flirtatious face will still make people jealous.

Liu Hua lowered his head, straightened his body, respectfully: "I don't dare."

Turn around and go out the door.

Jiu Yin closed his eyes weakly, fine beads of sweat slid down his browbones, barely falling on the back of his hands.Looking at the beads of sweat, the corners of her lips curled up into a bitter smile, and her beautiful eyes were filled with water: "9000 years, where have you been?"

After a while, Liu Hua came in holding a wine jar.

Looking at Jiuyin with a lonely face, she felt inexplicably sad. She knew that the master was waiting for someone, but she didn't know who it was.Her master, like the high priest, has lived in this world for thousands of years, and no one knows about his past.

"Master, your wine."

Jiuyin didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Liu Hua bowed, covered the door, and quietly retreated out.

The window was completely opened, and the moonlight streamed down like water.

Jiuyin raised her head slightly, looking at the cold moonlight in the distance.

Looking up, cold wine was poured into his stomach, and the choking smell of alcohol welled up.

In the effort of half a cup of tea, a jar of wine is drunk.

He didn't drink well, and after drinking so much, he was so drunk that he passed out.

Half lying on the low table, murmured: "Fang Fang..."

Hearing that there was no movement inside, Liu Hua came in with ease. The two of them stayed together for so many years, so she naturally understood his habits.

"Master, are you asleep?" Liu Hua called softly, and after a long while, waiting for no one's response, he carefully put the fox fur on him.

Her master has a cleanliness freak and doesn't like to be touched by women, including his only apprentice.

Jiuyin fell into a drowsy sleep, and in a trance, had a dream.Back in the millennium, at that time, he was just a young boy, and he was the God of War who was famous all over the world.

The handsome young man with black hair and green clothes, with a cold sword on his back, looked at him helplessly: "What are you following me for?"

"You saved me." Nervous.

"It's easy to do." The voice was lukewarm.

In the afterglow of Luoluo, I could only see half of his side face, long eyelashes, a shadow covering his eyes, the kind of calm and elegant between his brows and eyes, and the romantic gestures of his gestures.

Even after a thousand years, it still makes him never forget.

He is clearly a god of war, but there is no trace of hostility between his brows, and the lingering breath of books makes people linger and forget to return.

"Don't you have nothing to ask me to repay?" Subconsciously, thinking that he can make himself repay.

Straight to the point: "Even if I don't make a move, those people can't do anything to you."

Shi Fang turned his head to look at him, his eyes were as bright as stars.

He pursed his lips, hesitated to speak, and looked at Shifang stupidly, embarrassed.

Finally, he said, "You look dangerous, don't wander around if you have nothing to do, if you really want to stroll, bring some guards out."

Hearing this, his face turned red, and he stomped his feet to retort: ​​"I'm not dangerous, you are obviously taller than me..." Halfway through the words, that nasty guy had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)