That day, Qu Luo did drink a lot. His long hair was messy, and he looked even more sexy and evil than usual. His slightly pale complexion set off his thick eyelashes. He sat lazily with one hand carelessly held behind his back.
, the strong smell of alcohol accentuated his handsome features, making people blush in a bad way, and he would not leave no matter who greeted him.
The young man looked worried and bent down to whisper in his ear: "Master, it's time for us to go back."
"Back? Back to where?" Qu Luo smiled evilly, revealing those two beautiful tiger teeth: "Sister Mo agreed and took me to her house."
The demon girl was sure that this person was really drunk, otherwise with his temperament, he would never call her "Sister Demon" on such an occasion...
The boy looked confused and glanced in the direction of the Demon Lady. After coughing heavily, he said, "What does Miss Demon mean?"
The demon girl opened her mouth but did not speak.
Qu Luo had already spoken, and even stood up with a faint smile: "Ask her what to do, the decision is in my hands."
The corner of the boy's mouth twitched twice: ...his young master is going to cause him trouble again. Before going out, the lady said that he should watch the young master carefully and go home immediately after the flower viewing festival. He is not allowed to touch flowers outside.
Trouble.
But now he is not only flirting with others, he has gone too far!!!
"Ah, by the way, I will sleep at Sister Mo's house tonight." Qu Luo stretched out his finger with a serious look on his face, as a greeting to his men.
The boy was completely dumbfounded: "Sleep...sleep?!"
"Well, so you can go back." Qu Luo waved his hand in an elegant manner.
When the young man saw this situation, he grabbed Qu Luo tightly and said, "Master, Master, you can't act on your own initiative. Do you remember what you promised Madam before you came here?"
"I don't remember." Qu Luo interrupted him directly, with a serious look on his face: "I'm drunk."
Boy:......
"Master, you can't be like this. Even if you are drunk, you have to go home and sleep." The young man said earnestly: "If you continue like this, Madam will definitely kick me out of Qu's house!"
Qu Luo looked at him, tilting his head slightly, as if thinking for a while, and then patted his shoulder comfortingly: "Then you have to work hard."
Boy:...I*** my own efforts will be of use!
Also, are you really drunk? Huh?!
Seeing the boy's deflated appearance, the demon girl felt inexplicably happy and stood up with a smile on her lips.
Qu Luo stood with her, and his smiling eyes turned cold for a moment when he saw the pendant hanging around her neck.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but my feet were a little unsteady, my body was not steady, and I leaned towards the direction of the Demon Girl.
Almost subconsciously, the demon girl stretched out her hand to support him.
In an instant, the masculine musk mixed with the smell of alcohol invaded the devil's internal organs through her breath, and penetrated into her limbs with the pleasant smell of mint and tobacco.
The demon girl frowned, this gesture was obviously too close, and she wanted to push him away.
"My stomach hurts and my head hurts." He tilted his head, and that stunning handsome face was very close at hand, with a pair of narrow eyes in black and white, and the shaking light shone in his eyes, making it difficult to ignore and also
Can't bear to refuse...
There was no other way, so the Demon Lady could only maintain this posture and wait for him to get over the alcohol.
Sure enough, after a while, Qu Luo stood up straight, put his slender fingers on his forehead, rubbed it back and forth, and said in a deep voice, "I did drink a little too much today."
The young men leaving the scene also noticed this, their eyes were on the demon girl with special meaning, and they glanced at Qu Luo, whose brows were furrowed, wondering what the situation was now.
The boy tried his best to explain: "Young master, he drank too much and couldn't stand still just now. He couldn't stand still!"
"Hey, little Lizi, why are you trying to explain it? No one will misunderstand someone like Miss Mo, not to mention that he is not the type that Brother Luo is good at." The young master in brocade clothes raised his eyebrows and smiled gracefully.
: "You think so, Jiu'er."
Hong Jiu didn't expect that the other party would call his name, so he just said a favor, but when he looked at Qu Luo, there was a lot of confusion in his eyes...
Xiao Lizi wiped the cold sweat from his head and said with a smile: "Which two young masters will help me persuade my young master to go?"
"He is just playing, so don't worry about it." Young Master Jinyi lowered his voice and spoke in a tone that only two people could hear. His smile was a bit unpredictable.
But after saying that, he still walked in the direction of Qu Luo: "Brother Luo, let's go back together?"
"You guys go first." Qu Luo took out a cigarette from the iron box and threw it over. His voice was evil and slightly smoked: "I have something else to do."
The young master glanced at the demon girl behind him and smiled politely: "I understand, then you should be busy first... Jiu'er, let's go!"
Qu Luo nodded, not sure if it was because of the angle, but that handsome face looked colder at this moment.
However, he quickly put away this coldness. When he looked at the Demon Girl, he curled his thin lips, pressed his fingers on his lower abdomen, and even bent his waist downwards...
The demon girl looked at it and let out a long sigh. There was no one else around except the maidservant and the servant. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Still according to the original plan, you go back to the demon's house.
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"Yeah." Qu Luo then laughed. The smell of alcohol filled the air, and he felt a little unsteady even when walking, let alone riding a horse.
Fortunately, the carriage he sent to the Demon Lady was big enough. It would not be a problem to accommodate a few people, but there were just too many extra people...
Yan'er's eyes glanced towards Qu Luo countless times. Every time she looked at him, her face would turn red, and then she would quickly lower her head.
The demon girl lowered her head and poured a glass of red date water that had been placed on the carriage before, and handed it to Qu Luo: "Drink something warm first, it will make your stomach feel better."
Qu Luo took it and didn't drink it. His eyes seemed to have been on the demon girl's neck, and he asked casually: "Your piece of purple jade, isn't it quite a long time ago?"
The demon girl pointed her fingers and said with a smile: "Well, it has indeed been a long time."
"It looks good." Qu Luo turned the tea cup in a circle and smiled evilly: "Sell it to me?"
The demon girl curled her thin lips, took out the purple jade from her underwear, and brushed her fingers over the lines on it: "This piece of jade was given by an old friend and cannot be sold."
"Really?" Qu Luo's smiling eyes were inexplicably colder: "Sister Mo really cherishes this price..." As he said that, he tugged on his collar, holding a cigarette absentmindedly in one hand, and untied his robe.
Her lips were half open, half-smiling but not smiling. She looked very romantic and indescribably strong and sexy.
Although the others were still smiling, Xiao Lizi, who knew his master well, could still sense a strong sense of danger from his posture, and the hand holding the thing could not help but shake.
Qu Luo's eyes were too deep, with a bit of bewitching evil aura.
As he grows up, there is no one he can't reach.
But, things seem a little bad.
He values the results more than he thought...
The demon girl's hand has let go of the piece of purple jade, and now it seems that this is the only thing on her body that was given to her by Nangong Rongguang.
At that time, they were drinking on the roof of Mo's house.
She blushed and told him that she liked him.
He was stunned, ruffled her long hair, then reached out to take off the ancient jade he had carried since childhood, and put it around her neck: "Five years, if we don't have a sweetheart for each other within five years,
We will get married."
She was extremely happy, thinking that was the happiest thing in the world.
However, five years have not yet come.
Qu Chu appeared when he was young.
In fact, these may have nothing to do with Qu Chuxiao.
It's a problem between the two of them.
He and she are destined to be together after all...
After so many years, she is no longer the little girl who dared to love and hate.
No matter how straight her spine was, she could not hide the deepest fear in her heart.
No one knows that she is afraid of crowds.
In this world, she is more afraid of people than ghosts.
She is using self-deception to hold on to this body. She doesn't know how long she can hold on, but she talks less and spends more time in a daze.
No one found out, even in the Demon's house, no one would find out.
The weak voices in her heart were overwhelmed by too many things.
She was silent because she had been in pain while sitting in a corner hoarse.
She often wants to go back to her childhood.
There is a grandfather, and there is him who is young but mature.
The world was too complicated, and before she had time to learn all the rules, she had been polished into a smooth stone.
No one knows how much blood will be shed by such growth.
Some people even regarded the "blood" on her body as a handle.
He always thinks about throwing more dirty water on her to prove that he is white.
She can't make any more mistakes, because she is no longer the little girl hiding in her grandfather's arms and enjoying herself.
She didn't know if it would really turn black if it was splashed too much.
All she knew was that in a place where no one could see her, her heart ached and her whole body shrank into a ball.
Whenever there was a slight disturbance, she would sit up from the bed and look out the window in a daze.
How ridiculous, she thought that only in prison was the darkest and most terrifying place.
Little do you know that this world is always like this, and you can never escape people's hearts.
"Why, are you angry because I asked you for a piece of jade?" Qu Luo raised a nice brow and leaned a little closer to this side, his head almost resting on the demon girl's shoulder. His breath was hot and full of wine.
The smell inevitably sprayed behind her ears, and the lip line was resolute, looking a bit unconvinced...
The demon girl smiled softly at Qu Luo: "No, you don't want any jade, and you won't really ask me for this piece. Why should I be angry? Drink the cup of red date tea in your hand quickly.
It hurts from pressure.”
Qu Luo looked at her deeply, raised his head, drank the tea in the cup, and started rubbing his temples again.
Just as the carriage stopped, it stopped at the gate of Mo's house. Mo's mother took people in, ordered Uncle Liao to make millet porridge, and asked someone to grab sobering medicine.
She originally wanted to go through it herself, but he grabbed her wrist from behind...