Chapter 87
Yan Luo was speechless for a few seconds, she couldn't reason with a drunk, so she just said softly:
"you're drunk."

"The king is not drunk!"

Yan Luo raised her eyebrows, stretched out her finger, and asked, "How much is this?"

Di Changjin glanced lightly, slapped the table, snorted coldly, and said confidently: "Are you blind as a king? Isn't this a dick?"

Yan Luo: "..." Silently withdrew a finger that was stretched out just now, and sighed.

Handed the hangover soup brought by the servant to Di Changjin's mouth, and said, "Drink."

Di Changjin turned his head childishly: "Don't drink!"

Yan Luo served the soup with one hand, and grabbed Di Changjin's nose with the other, forcing him to breathe through his mouth, intending to forcefully drink it down.

Unexpectedly, Di Changjin seemed to have suffered a great grievance, with tears streaming down his cheeks drop by drop.On the contrary, Yan Luo was taken aback, and the hand holding his nose was released.

"What's wrong with you?" Obviously she was the one who was ignored yesterday, why did he feel wronged before she was wronged?

Di Changjin stared at a pair of big moist eyes, and said angrily: "Don't think that this king doesn't know!"

Yan Luo was taken aback, feeling a little baffled, "What do you know?"

"You just want to poison me to death, and then you will live and fly with my uncle!" Di Changjin complained, his teary eyes looked pitiful.

Yan Luo couldn't help admiring Di Changjin's brain, what was he thinking about all day long?
Looking at the hangover soup in her hand, Yan Luo had no choice but to take a sip by herself in front of Di Changjin, and then said: "Look, I drank it myself, this is just an ordinary bowl of soup, not poisoned. "

Unexpectedly, Di Changjin watched Yan Luo drink the bowl of soup by herself, and cried even more sadly: "You would rather die than be with this king! Is this king so bad? Is the emperor so good?"

In the final analysis, the drunk Di Changjin firmly believed that the bowl of hangover soup was a bowl of poison.

Yan Luo twitched the corners of her mouth. She felt that feeding sober soup was such a difficult task, and it was better to leave it to the maids!

Turn around to leave.

Seeing that Yan Luo was about to leave, Di Changjin became fussy again, "Aren't you willing to die in front of this king? This king knows that he is wrong, so what do you want from me?"

Yan Luo simply said what was in her heart, "I don't want anything from you, let's make up."

But Di Changjin fell down on the table with a "pop", as if he had passed out from drunk.

Yan Luo couldn't help but sighed again, helped Di Changjin onto the bed, covered her with a quilt, and left.

As soon as Yan Luo left, Di Changjin who had his eyes closed on the bed suddenly opened them.

"Reconcile..." She really wanted to reconcile with him!That's right, who can refuse the pursuit of the Nine Emperor Uncles who are powerful, respected, and always clean?

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, and he could no longer convince himself that his affection for Yan Luo was only because he regarded her as a friend with similar interests and a family member he could trust!

He thought, he really fell in love with her, and it was purely between a man and a woman!
Tears flowed from his eyes as if he didn't want money, and he didn't know whether he was drunk or sober.

If he was sober, he would never let himself cry like this, like a worthless child who has been bullied.But if you are drunk, why is the feeling of heartache still so obvious?

(End of this chapter)

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