A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date,

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes three people.

Leng Xiaobai was left here alone, and the night wind blew here, letting him know that there is a price to watch the scenery, especially the night view, which cannot be easily appreciated.

"How troublesome you can guess where you are? I shouldn't be here just to take advantage of your wishes. Since you have something to say between you and me, there is no need to play a puzzle here. To make things clearer, this will only benefit you and me."

Leng Xiaobai couldn't appreciate the scenery here, nor did he want to say more nonsense to Luo Fangmo. Nonsense can only make people feel disgusting, and there is no other use.

"What you said makes sense."

Luo Fangmo took a wine pot from the table, came over with two cups, placed it on the stone table beside Leng Xiaobai, and filled the two wine glasses.

"This is the best wine in Yangzhou. I don't remember the name of the wine. At this time last year, I drank it in Yangzhou City and brought back a pot. I kept it there for a year and didn't know if I could drink it."

Luo Fangmo drank a glass by himself, slowly tasted the taste, nodded, and said with great satisfaction.

"The taste is pretty good, but I checked a little bit more than last year's wine. It seems that those wines in the cellar are good and are definitely fooling people."

After Luo Fang came, Leng Xiaobai began to feel excited. When he was drinking, Leng Xiaobai's eyes did not leave his face. He looked at those eyes tightly, and felt a sense of desire.

"You like drinking, too?"

Before Leng Xiaobai could speak, he had already started talking about himself.

"If you want to drink, you can only wait until your injuries heal. Drinking will have a great hindrance to your physical recovery. I don't want to postpone the plan you grasp for a period of time because of your greed and greedy momentum. This is very unfavorable for me."

Luo Fangmo slowly tasted the pot of wine himself, but only half of the pot was left in a moment.

Leng Xiaobai didn't like drinking much. Looking at Luo Fangmo just wanted to know if what he saw now was his original face. No matter from what angle, it was a woman's face. The faint fragrance on his body and the clothes he was wearing all show that he was a woman.

"Don't look at me with this look, as if you want to eat me."

Luo Fangmo put the wine glass he had picked up on the stone table. The wine pot was empty, and the last two glasses of wine were all outside. She did not continue to drink the wine, but instead looked at the moon that had just appeared in the sky.

The moon has phases and waxing, and people have joys and sorrows, which are all unchangeable facts.

A crescent moon reflected in the night sky, emitting a faint light, softly carrying a cool breeze, scattering on the earth, on the cheeks of those who admire the moon.

Looking at Luo Fangmo's side face, Leng Xiaobai once again suspected that this was a woman. No one knew how many masks the Thousand-faced Rakshasa had, and no one knew when his true face would be. The only thing she could know was that she was a very mysterious person.

Leng Xiaobai saw his mystery, and the place where he was was already very mysterious, even more mysterious than him.

Looking at the side face, Leng Xiaobai was actually distracted. When he looked at him again, Luo Fangmo looked at him straight and stared at his eyes, indescribably charming.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

Faced with this sudden problem, Leng Xiaobai just glanced at him and said.

"You are beautiful, even the two in my family won't get your charm. However, this question should be to ask those who are familiar with you. They may give you a more accurate answer and may find more praise words to describe your charm."

Faced with Leng Xiaobai's praise, he only smiled slightly, turned around and sat in front of the piano platform, and placed his hands on the strings in a very orderly and neat manner.

A dragon roar appeared elegantly and melodiously from the strings. When he heard the sound of the piano, Leng Xiaobai could feel the blood in his body. At this time, he was flowing in a dike that he couldn't believe. The wound on his right chest began to heal slowly. The strength of his hands and feet, as well as the attack in his body were recovering. That was a dike that he couldn't believe and never thought of.

If you keep going like this, you can get up and walk in just two hours without being pulled and exploded again by the wound, and you won’t be able to sit in a wheelchair because you don’t have the strength.

"I'm even more familiar with what it feels like to sit in a wheelchair. I've been sitting in a wheelchair for three years. I can only be pushed away for three days. Even if I go out, I can only help with my clothes. Such a life is simply not as good as a living person. Sometimes I feel empathy when I see the puppets on the street."

Luo Fangmo said as he looked at Leng Xiaobai's unhappy look. The strings in his hand had been completely released, and the sound of the piano was no longer circling.

"I heard that this is Longyin Valley, and you are Longyin Villa. Both are closely related to a dragon. I think your piano is no exception."

Leng Xiaobai, who had recovered his strength, stood up. When he stood up, the wound on his chest had not yet recovered completely. He could only walk slowly and little by little so that he would not injure the wound again.

"There are many strange things in myths and legends. The Qinniu, the nine sons of the dragon, is a very interesting one. The child of the dragon and the bull is the most outstanding in music. My piano is called the Qinniu Guqin, which is also passed down from ancestors."

Leng Xiaobai walked to the stone platform beside him, held the two glasses of wine in his hand, and slowly walked to Luo Fangmo, and handed one of the glasses of wine in front of him.

"Since it's a good wine, you can just not drink a glass."

Leng Xiaobai's alcohol tolerance was not good from beginning to end, and even Yan Xia at home was much better than his alcohol tolerance. However, a person with poor alcohol tolerance still likes alcohol very much, which is undoubtedly a conflict of contradictions.

Leng Xiaobai ate all the glass of wine. As the wine in the glass was drunk, he fell to the ground, and the glass was thrown aside.

"The stubborn people are never saved. If you can't drink, you have to drink two drinks. If you want to have a good sleep, I won't bother you here."

Luo Fangmo held Leng Xiaobai's chest with one hand and took him to the room of Bishui Pavilion. The room here is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is precisely for this reason that Luo Fangmo likes the most.

"You have been watching for a while. At first I thought you were here to chase me. After Leng Xiaobai arrived, your breathing was apart from some fluctuations. Then I realized that you were his person. Since you are together, I will not attack you. Now I will leave, or appear in front of me and be killed by me."

Luo Fangmo's long danced gently with the wind, and a purple band mixed in it, looming in his head. The gloom between his eyebrows could be seen by Leng Xiaobai, who was intoxicated and sleeping.
Chapter completed!