Yunmeng Shuangjie

Chapter 21

"Enough! Stop drinking!" Jiang Cheng pressed Meng Yao's hand that wanted to toast again.

Meng Yao glanced at him sideways, and gently stroked his hand away, she didn't care, and she became very white again.

Jiang Cheng's expression was so cold that he seemed about to kill someone, the waiter didn't dare to come over again, the business hours were great, and the people around him were far away from them, and there was no one sitting at the tables around this table.

"Isn't it forbidden to drink?" Jiang Cheng looked at him and asked, and drank with him, using that oversized wine bowl.

"That's you." Meng Yao said disdainfully: "I'm born with a lot of energy. I've practiced since early in the morning."

Maybe it was because he was drinking, and after questioning and answering with Jiang Cheng, he was actually willing to say a few more words to Jiang Cheng.

Even if it is ridicule?

Jiang Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth, Meng Yao almost thought he was going to cry, but he didn't, Jiang Cheng just looked at him for a while, then started drinking on his own.

"How many times have you been drunk?"

The first few times they did it, they almost all drank alcohol and let it happen naturally.

Meng Yao smiled and winked at him: "At the beginning you didn't drink, so you couldn't do it anymore. I just wanted to cooperate with you."

Jiang Cheng felt that the wine was a bit bitter and tasteless, and it was really uncomfortable to drink it.

Meng Yao glanced at him, the corners of her eyes were a little red, she couldn't tell if she was drunk or not, but it really looked like a huge amount.

"Didn't you want me to get drunk? Ask me now?" As he spoke, he didn't stop drinking, getting annoyed, dropped his money and went out.

When they entered the inn, the innkeeper smiled and asked them if they wanted hangover soup, but the two refused and thanked them.

When he entered the room, Meng Yao hadn't reacted yet. His brain was a little slow to react. He had been like this since he was a child. He didn't feel anything else after drinking, just sleepy, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

Her eyes were a little sour, and her eyelids couldn't help but fight, "Why are you here?" Meng Yao wondered, "What are you doing in my room?"

Jiang Cheng set up an enchantment to silence the defense.

His eyes were as dark as splashed ink.

"Meng Yao." He read.

It's like reciting poems and eulogies, full of accents, turning a thousand times.

Meng Yao: "...don't do it. Do you think I'm really confused?"

Jiang Cheng walked towards him.

In the past few years, he has become more mature and stable. He is taller and more powerful than before. Standing in front of people like a green pine makes people feel tired for him.

Jiang Cheng took out a lot of wine.Just now he came out of the tavern one step too late. It turned out that he was going to rob someone's wine cellar. Even if he paid for it, he probably emptied the tavern.

Forget it, why think so much, drink! Meng Yao picked up a small jar of wine and poured it directly. The wine tasted full-bodied and very satisfying!

Just like that, after drinking for an unknown amount of time, Meng Yao lost consciousness and fell asleep.He hasn't been able to sleep well lately, the cold spring is coming, the old injuries on Meng Yao's body are aching, and he has lost his spiritual power again, it's really uncomfortable, drinking wine makes his whole body warmer.

Large and small scars, most of which were left in the campaign to shoot the sun, the most serious one was the first time he guarded Lianhuawu. ,Do not know at all.

Everyone who guarded with him died, and he was the only one who survived. He was a close friend, and his realm has loosened and advanced. No wonder Jiang Cheng thought too much.

No one knew he almost died.

Jiang Cheng, he was afraid of Jiang Cheng's concern at the time, so he didn't say anything about it, but the hideous, centipede-like sword wound was still there.

shocking.

The other wounds are not as serious as that one, they are all fine and normal.

Meng Yao was already asleep, but she woke up because she felt itchy in her chest, and she opened her eyelids in a daze, only to realize that it was Jiang Cheng who was kissing his wound.

The deadliest way.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were red, and tears flowed into his heart, Meng Yao didn't take it seriously: "There's nothing to be sad about. It's over."

Jiang Cheng: "When did it happen? No one told me. Why didn't you tell me?"

Meng Yao almost died, but he didn't know it.

"It's been a long time. You went to Gusu and I guarded Lianhuawu. At that time, I didn't want to worry about you. Anyway, I was fine, so I didn't say anything. No one knows." Meng Yao was about to fall asleep after speaking, sleepy.

Jiang Cheng's heart sank enough to sink into the sea.

What on earth did he do.

Thinking about that period of time, Jiang Cheng even alienated Meng Yao because of the death of the best group of disciples, he thought...

Meng Yao was annoyed: "I'm tired. It's over, don't mention the past again."

Jiang Cheng turned his head and went out.

Meng Yao ignored him and fell asleep on her own.

Jiang Cheng was to him what water was to fish, and now it is just like that.