Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 113: The Empress Dowager (2)

From just now to now, one of them just sat here drinking stuffed wine without saying a word. This air-conditioning of "don't get close to strangers" scared away those who came to toast.

Long Beijue said coldly, "If you don't want to drink, go back."

Rong Tian stared at him thoughtfully, and said surprisingly, "Bei Jue, have you lost your love?"

In nine out of ten cases of drinking and buying drunk, it is because of feelings.

As a person who has experienced this situation, he has also experienced this situation, so he knows it better than anyone else.

Long Beijue squinted at him, his eyes were cold and terrifying, "Rong Tian, ​​if you're sleepy, go back to sleep, don't talk nonsense here."

Rong Tian shuddered, and laughed dryly, "Don't deny it in a hurry, I'm someone who has been there, tell me, so I can give you some advice."

He looked around to make sure no one noticed them, and moved his position to approach him, "Is it Qiao Luo?"

Long Beijue was annoyed, when he heard the word "Qiao Luo", he panicked in his heart.

It's like eating a lemon, sour and a little bitter.

"To shut up."

Rong Tianzi smiled, it seemed that he had guessed right.

He was brave enough to ask, "Do you really like Qiao Luo?"

Long Beijue paused the hand that picked up the wine glass, and a trace of strange emotion flashed in his well-understood eyes.

like?

After being silent for more than a minute, Rong Tian probably had a bottom line in his heart.

Surprised, he forced a smile on his face, cleared his throat, "Beijue, admit it if you like it, you're not the kind of cowardly person."

Long Beijue remained silent and drank another glass of wine.

Rong Tian bumped his arm with his elbow, "Speak, do you like it or not?"

"Long Beijue, this is not like you. If you like it, let's talk about it. Don't act like a gourd. You have to take action."

As he was rambling on, Long Beijue lifted his eyelids, and his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced across the balcony.

"Boom-"

The wine glass was placed heavily on the bar, Rong Tian was taken aback and stopped nagging.

Long Beijue stood up abruptly, and when he was the closest, Rong Tian could clearly feel the low air pressure on his body getting colder.

He blinked, puzzled.

Just about to ask, Long Beijue stepped forward without saying a word, his steps were fast and anxious.

Seeing that something was wrong, Rong Tian hurriedly chased after him.

On the terrace, flowers and star strings are dotted with railings, dreamy and brilliant.

The fiery red figure broke in suddenly, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Qiao Luo looked at the man who swaggered down across from him, dressed in bright red, and looked at her inexplicably upset.

Feng Wuze glanced at Liang Baikai on the table, chuckled softly, "It seems inappropriate for Mr. Shi to hide here and drink boiled water for a banquet."

As he said that, he handed her a glass of wine in his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smirk, "Drink a glass as a favor, just as a friend?"

Qiao Luo glanced at the wine glass he handed over, then got up to leave.

Feng Wuze persevered, holding a wine glass in front of him and her, looking at her with a half-smile, "Mr. Shi has such a personality, but this young master is more and more interested in you."

As soon as he approached, Qiao Luo avoided his sight calmly, feeling inexplicably irritable in his heart.

Even, I still can't control my emotions a little bit.

She clenched her fingers slightly and was about to make a move when a familiar and cold voice came from beside her.

"How about giving this glass of wine to my young master?"

The cold voice overwhelmed the cold wind in the night, and exploded in Feng Wuze's ears.

Before he could react, the man snatched the wine glass from his hand with his slender and jade-like hand.

Feng Wuze's eyes froze as the powerful aura came over him like an overwhelming force, and he was startled in his heart.

On the other side, Qiao Luo looked up at the figure standing in front of her, and her irritability was gradually calmed down.

The clenched fists were slowly released, recalling the unhappy breakup in the room just now, Qiao Luo lowered his head slightly.

"Take this glass of wine as my young master's toast to you." Long Beijue looked at Feng Wuze coldly, and tilted his hand raising the wine glass.

The red liquid poured on the ground and spread to Feng Wuze's feet.

The smell of gunpowder is very strong, filling this space.

Rong Tian rushed over just in time to witness this scene, he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

shit.

Why did he suddenly hit Nirvana?

Although Feng Wuze was a bit mean-spirited and coquettish, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

How is it now, are we going to fight?
Feng Wuze came back to his senses, neither annoyed nor angry, an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Young Master Long seems to be very concerned about Mr. Shi, this is the first time this young master has seen Young Master Long so nervous."

Mr. Shi?
Rong Tian glanced around, only to find the person standing behind Long Beijue.

The light here is dim, and I didn't notice that there were other people here just now.

Long Beijue put the wine glass on the table and looked at him sharply, "Feng Wuze, have you been busy lately?"

Feng Wuze opened his eyes wide, with an innocent smile on his face, "This young master didn't do anything, what did Young Master Long do for such a big boy?"

He paused, and cast teasing eyes at the person behind him, "Mr. Shi is very interesting, and this Young Master likes it very much. He is planning to pursue Mr. Shi. Is it possible that Young Master Jackie Long also cares about such things?"

Rong Tian petrified, "..."

Looking at Feng Wuze with crazy eyes, can he say such words?
It's just spicy.

If his old man heard this, he would probably be able to give him a discounted leg.

Long Beijue raised his eyes to look at him, his brows turned cold, "Feng Wuze, if you want to fight, I will accompany you till the end."

Feng Wuze chuckled lightly, and jokingly said, "Young Master Long is planning to get angry at the crown and become a blue face?"

It was self-evident who Lan Yan was referring to.

Rong Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Long Beijue and Mr. Shi standing behind him.

Before he could figure out the cause and effect of the incident, Long Beijue had already responded.

"So what?"

When the words came out, Rong Tian's legs softened and he almost knelt down.

Feng Wuze went crazy, did Bei Jue go crazy with him?

Qiao Luo was also startled, looking at the man in front of him with complicated eyes.

She lowered her voice, her voice was slightly hoarse, "You don't have to do this, I can solve it myself."

With so many people at the banquet, it would not be good for him if this matter got bigger.

Long Beijue tilted his head slightly, the light was very dim, and she was wearing a mask, so she could only see the corners of her tightly pursed lips.

He asked, "Do you have a headache?"

Qiao Luo was stunned, and the moment she raised her head, she clearly saw a full of her reflected in his eyes.

After seeing Feng Wuze in the afternoon, she had a headache and became unconscious. He probably thought it was because of Feng Wuze that she had a sudden headache.

The strange feeling buried in the bottom of her heart gushed out again, along the blood, and quietly blended into her frozen heart.

Qiao Luo came back to his senses and shook his head lightly.

"It's rare, Young Master Long's anger turned blue, it's really touching." Feng Wuze applauded and clicked his tongue.

"But this young master fell in love with Mr. Shi at first sight, what should I do?"

　The exciting show is just beginning, I ask for recommendation tickets and bubbles, whether Young Master Long can confess his love, it's up to my friends.

　　There will be more later.

　　


(End of this chapter)