The mandarin duck tail was teased by Shen Jue and he stepped back. His clenched hand pressed something and it broke with a crisp sound.
It was just that I had no nails, but my hands were itching for the scabs on my neck, so I found a thin hairpin to pick at the wounds.
Shen Xun raised his eyebrows, ready to fight.
Yuanwei immediately spoke faster than him: "I can compensate you."
Unexpectedly, Shen drunkenly laughed until he held his belly in his hands. He looked at the mandarin tail and was puzzled.
Shen Jun continued to laugh muffledly, looking for Yuanwei's hand, touching it into his palm, then clasping it together, raising their intertwined hands and shaking them in front of Yuanwei.
"Then you are mine." The drunken eyes were as cunning as a fox eating a rabbit.
Yuanwei's heart tightened and he explained: "That's not what I meant just now. You can't misinterpret it."
But he didn't refuse Shen Zui's touch anymore. This was something he hadn't noticed yet.
"It's your fault, what you said caused people to misunderstand." Shen Jun followed Yuanwei's hand and leaned on his shoulder, rubbing his head against Yuanwei's arm from time to time, poking secretly. Teasing.
On the surface, Yuanwei was calm, but his heart was boiling with passion. He pretended to be indifferent: "I can buy one and pay it to you."
Maybe he felt that what he said was not clear enough and would lead to drunken teasing or something. Yuanwei immediately added, "I'm not buying anything else, I'm buying a hairpin."
Shen Zui rested his chin on Yuanwei's strong arm, moved his head, and rubbed Yuanwei with his chin.
"You don't know how to buy it, so it's better for you to go with me so you can rest assured." Shen Jun was a bit too cute.
Yuanwei continued to pretend to be cold, pushing away all contact with Shen Jiu on his hands, looking at Shen Jiu with an indifferent expression: "It's because you're here that I'm even more worried."
With that said, Yuanwei packed up the broken hairpin and stood up to leave.
Look at this duplicitous man. He was obviously supposed to come here to assassinate him, but in the end he got aroused and wanted to leave.
"I was drunk because of you, and you still left. Aren't you afraid that I would wake up in the middle of the night and cough because of the drunkenness, and bump into something?" Shen Zui lay on the couch, his feet tilted up, and he kept swaying.
Stopping at the table, Yuanwei looked at the still fragrant and genuine wine. He sat on the stool and said coldly: "Then I will be here tonight. Next time, you must not drink."
Glancing at Shen Jun from the corner of his eye, Yuanwei couldn't move his eyes away. Under the dim candlelight, Shen Jun's ankles were extremely delicate and white, even brighter than the candle light.
As an assassin, it is wrong to want to sleep on the same bed as the target of your assassination.
Yuanwei, you need to calm down.
Shen Xue's ankles swayed from time to time, which made Yuanwei, who kept admonishing himself, still have dark eyes.
He wanted to take something, put it on that delicate ankle, tie the other end somewhere to control his intoxication, and then...
"Little tail, you are staring at me without blinking, are you thinking of something bad?" There was a smile in Shen Jiu's eyes, as if he had seen through Mandarin tail.
"If the city lord doesn't want to sleep yet, I'm afraid this wine is not authentic, so he won't fall down at night." Yuanwei made a gesture to get up.
"Sleep, sleep!" Shen Yu immediately stopped him from leaving.
"Then you can't leave me secretly. Otherwise..." Shen Jun made a motion of slitting his neck, which was weak and not threatening at all.
The corners of Yuanwei's mouth curled up without any warning, and he responded: "Yeah."