The imperial capital is the economic and political center of the Canglan Empire.

The prosperity here stays under the distant lights filled with night, wanders in the ever-ending 24-hour commercial street, and finally turns into a lingering whisper of young men and women.

The two were walking on No. 6 Street in Champsey Town.

The saint held his forearm and held the crepe in his other hand, biting it in small mouthfuls.

In order to cover up, she changed her appearance slightly. The body created by the forbidden technique itself belongs to the combination of the school of change and the alchemy, so it is not difficult to do this.

"How does it taste?" Ye Mingyu asked curiously.

He has never paid much attention to diet and is not very catching a cold for fancy things.

"Try it."

The saint handed over the crepe, with fine teeth marks remaining on it.

Ye Mingyu took a bite, pondered for a moment, staring at her playfully:

“It tastes OK.”

Just like men and women lingering on the street, a word from a lover is like drunkenness.

But the saint finally took charge of the throne of the Canglan Empire for two thousand years, and even drunkenness was different from ordinary people.

Her eyes drooped, and she threw away the crepes casually, and the flames engulfed the packaging and fabric.

The corner of his mouth curled, tenderness was like water, and it caught the soul of his lover.

"Kiss me."

It's a charming taste.

Ignite the desire to commit crime.

The saint pushed Ye Mingyu into the corner, and the surroundings were narrow and dark. Looking out, there were colorful lights like glass. She bit Ye Mingyu's earlobe and sniffed.

"Who kisses who?" Ye Mingyu asked with a smile.

"You kiss me."

“I don’t like taking the initiative.”

"Then I'll kiss you."

The Saint posted it up, not far away was the busiest street in the imperial capital, and the Jinhuang Building of the International Trade City stood in the night.

The red and purple, white and black, blue or orange are reflected in Ye Mingyu's eyes.

With the light shadows of light and darkness as the border, the world is divided into two halves.

The desolation belongs to others, while the prosperity belongs to me.

After a long time.

“How does it taste like this time?”

"The time is too short, I haven't tasted it."

"Then do it again."

A deep kiss was like a fire igniting the wasteland, burning everything to ashes.

In the first two days of the New Year, how many times did this happen to be repeated in how many couples? How many times were it true? How many times were it false?

Even Ye Mingyu doesn't know the answer.

Where can I get an answer for things like feelings?

After a long time.

"Is that girl named Beiyao Fengye?" The saint panted and asked softly.

Ye Mingyu nodded.

"How many times have you kissed her?"

"once."

"Have you stuck out your tongue?"

"Um."

"It turns out that it's a pity that I've been taken first," the saint said with a little regret, turning his back, holding Ye Mingyu's hand, and smiling, "Continue to go shopping, the night has just begun."

"The Saint Maiden invites you, I am very honored." Ye Mingyu bowed slightly and raised his head and asked again, "Where do you want to go?"

"How about nightclubs? Come and be my cowherd."

"Leave your orders."

The nightclub closest to Champs Town is only some luxurious places left. The high-end magic car is full of real gold and silver. In addition to wine, there is also a luxurious desire flowing in the wine glass.

Featured DJ with flashing lights.

She took Ye Mingyu's hand and poured down one glass after another of wine.

The saint rarely drinks alcohol, she likes to drink juice.

"If you don't like it, drink less."

"I'm raising my courage." The saint said fiercely.

She grabbed Ye Mingyu's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away. She walked closer and asked seriously:

"What time is it?"

"Two o'clock." Ye Mingyu said.

"Go to the hotel." The saint mustered up the courage and stared at Ye Mingyu.

She was always a little scared of this kind of thing.

After reincarnation, it will be a virgin. Based on the experience of Ye Mingyu two thousand years ago, it will be very painful.

Although the Saint is planning the decisive battle and has thousands of iron cavalry that can break through the mountains, rivers and rivers with a wave of hand, she is always a girl.

Girls are often afraid of pain.

"Now?"

Ye Mingyu was a little surprised. He didn't expect the Saint to be so proactive.

The tone is a bit fierce, like a little lion with teeth and claws.

"Now!"

Ye Mingyu touched his chin: "Woman, you are playing with fire."

"Because I'm a little moth."

Beautiful swirlball.

Under the influence of alcohol, the saint's eyes did not dodge at all.

Looking at the beauty in front of him, Ye Mingyu felt deeply that he was a man with great sin.

Unfortunately, men with serious sins often have one thing in common - they are shameless.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"I'm not afraid now, I've already drunk."

"Why aren't you afraid of drinking?"

"I don't know either."

The saint shook her head in confusion and came over cutely: "Go to the hotel."

She said in anger.

Outside the windows of the nightclub is a cool breeze, and the headlights of the bridge across the sea form a bright river.

In order to avoid catching a cold, Ye Mingyu put on his coat again for the saint and led her out of the store.

All the irritating sounds suddenly retreated, as if they were retreating a hundred steps away.

"I want to ask something." Ye Mingyu said slowly.

The cold air made the Saint's slightly drunken mind roughly clear.

She pulled the clothes tighter, held them up with both hands and sniffed, and raised her head in the white mist after hearing this:

"Ask, I'll tell you everything."

"Standing by the lake, you told me the story of Joseph and said that he was finally facing two choices. What would you do if you were him?"

"Of course it's crossing the river." The saint blinked.

"Why?" Ye Mingyu was a little surprised, "The other side of the river may be empty, and it may not be possible to save the princess."

"What does this have to do with the princess?"

Ye Mingyu was speechless, "Is this not a metaphor or something? For example, the princess actually implies a lover... This is actually a multiple-choice question, the kind that gives you life."
To be continued...