Immortal Loves Cat Also

"Before you ask me, I'll ask you too." With a straight face, the Immortal Emperor suddenly became very serious and asked, "are you really drunk?"

Qingwu immediately looked at him with a look at a fool, "what do you think?"

The Immortal Emperor said, "I don't think you look like you're drunk."

Qingwu didn't answer him. Instead, he took out a wine pot directly from the space and handed it to the Immortal Emperor. In a steady voice, he said, "the last cup of drunk wine, have a taste?"

The Immortal Emperor almost subconsciously had to stretch out his hand to pick it up, but after hearing that this was a drunken dream, his face changed, immediately retracted his hand and avoided the appearance of snakes and scorpions.

"No?" Qingwu picked her eyebrows.

The Immortal Emperor shook his head and said in a deep voice, "it's useless for me to want this thing."

"I heard that the wine tastes good."

"No matter how good it is, you can't taste it as ordinary wine." The Immortal Emperor was unmoved.

Qingwu wanted to say it again. Suddenly, cangyue's voice sounded behind him, "how long do you have to say?"

Qingwu's pupils narrowed fiercely. Almost at the moment when cangyue's voice just sounded, she shook her sleeve and put away the wine in her hand. As soon as she turned back, she looked at the eyes of God Yue.

The eyes were calm, looked at her and asked, "what's hidden?"

"There's nothing hidden, just..." the Immortal Emperor opened his mouth and wanted to say it.

Qingwu glanced sideways and suddenly lost his voice.

Cang Yue raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "what is it?"

"Wine." The Immortal Emperor looked at Qingwu, half pay still said a word quickly, and then put aside his sight and didn't look at Qingwu.

Qingwu narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Cang Yue seemed to be interested. He had to ask clearly and continued to ask, "what wine should be so hidden?"

"Does emperor cangyue want to taste it?" As soon as she finished, she smiled with an unknown smile and said, "speaking of it, Emperor cangyue has already tasted the wine."

With that, she stretched out her hand towards cangyue, and there was a delicate and small wine pot in the palm of her hand, which was just the cup of drunken wine.

Cang Yue looked at the wine pot in the palm of her hand, his face was calm, slightly lowered his eyes, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "your fingers are very good-looking."

Qingwu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he was looking at his hand after watching it for so long. His cool fingertips were inexplicably infected with the temperature and were a little hot.

"The emperor speaks carefully." She didn't know what to say, so she could only make her face look colder. When she dropped these four words, her hand also came back, and her sleeve robe hung down to cover her trembling and curling fingertips.

It seems to block all the emotions she shouldn't have.

On the contrary, Cang Yue's lips slightly raised and smiled, "I'm just praising that your fingers are beautiful. Why should I be careful? Can't you even boast? "

The Immortal Emperor was very quiet. At this time, he coughed and said, "Qingwu is shy."

"Shut up!" Qingwu glanced at him coldly, shook his sleeves and walked outside the heaven hall. With a cold face, he seemed to be in a good mood.

But when she went out, she passed in front of cangyue, so the pink earlobes also fell on the bottom of cangyue's eyes.

The Immortal Emperor didn't know why. After Qingwu went out, the radian of cangyue's lips rose again, and his mood seemed excellent.

"You don't like Qingwu?" The Immortal Emperor hesitated and asked.

Otherwise, seeing Qingwu unhappy, how can cangyue laugh more happily?

The radian of Cang Yue's lip angle closed a few minutes, glanced at him carelessly, and dropped a specious sentence: "who said it?"