"Master!" Qichuan stood on the spot holding the medicine bottle, "It's dangerous outside the mountains, so be careful."

"When I come back..." Ziqin turned around.

"Qing Qing will definitely wake up."

"This way." Nan Jiayou was running rampant on the roof at night. The woman in purple suddenly pulled Jiayou's sleeve and pointed to a brightly lit area not far away. Jiayou didn't have time to think too much and followed the direction of the woman's finger.

Enraged, he ran over.

When I got to the ground, I realized that this area was far from ordinary: it was the dead of night, but here people were playing, drinking and singing, and the air was filled with the thick fragrance of powder. The woman led Jiayou through a group of fans, golden

The crowd consisting of hairpins and swaying skirts entered the tallest flower tower in the center. A half-naked man passed by the two of them with his arms around one on the left and one on the right. Nan Jiayou suddenly stopped and grabbed hold of him.

It touched the arm of the woman in purple.

The woman turned around, was startled for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled: "Why, have you never been to Liuxiang with fireworks like this?"

Jiayou raised his head and glared at him, then turned around to go downstairs. As soon as he turned back, the woman hugged his waist from behind: "My name is Ayu. Thank you very much, sir, for saving my life."

A pleasant whisper came from the ear, like a soul-stirring gentle spell that burned from the roots of the ears to the tips of the toes. Jiayou couldn't move. Ayu's charming laughter came from the ear again, and Nan

When Jiayou's earlobe hurt, he obediently followed Ayu upstairs.

Ayu closed the door, stood in the dim light of the candle, took off her skirt and outer shirt, leaving only a close-fitting jacket. Jiayou seemed to have something stuck in her throat, and turned her head away involuntarily. Ayu picked up Jiayou

He gently placed his hands on the red and purple scars on his waist: "Are you scared?"

Jiayou instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but his eyes collided with the marks on Ayu's waist.

Seeing those dark purple scars, as if bitten by poisonous scorpions, and the scars bitten by poisonous snakes, coiled on Ayu's snow-white skin, Nan Jiayou couldn't help but feel burning in his heart, and stared at Ayu's spring waves.

eyes.

Gradually, Ayu let go of his hand, and Jiayou carefully touched the scars and remained silent.

Ayu reached out and took the Ruan Xian behind Jiayou, and hummed in a low voice: "The shadow falls under the beautiful scenery, and the sound and color are mixed. In the flying white lantern, red plums fall in the east... In the lone lantern, plums fall in the east..."

At the beginning of the song, Nan Jiayou just felt very drunk. He had not drunk a few glasses of wine, but his head was very dizzy. As soon as he opened his eyes suddenly, Jiayou rushed to the basin in the corner of the room and poured a handful of water on his head and face.

. Just as he was about to rush out of the door, Ruan Xian played lightly behind him, and he still sang intermittently:

"Under the fragrant feathers, there is nothing in the middle... In the solitary lamp, plums are in the east, and red plums are falling in the east..."

Jiayou bent down, tightly grasped the corner of the door curtain, wrinkled his eyes, and gritted his teeth into pieces. It wasn't until Ayu changed the tone and still sang the little song that Jiayou opened his eyes and lowered the door curtain.

, strode back to the couch, letting his chest burn with fire. Ayu chuckled and said, "The little mute learns quite quickly."

Jiayou stepped forward and grabbed Ayu's slender, white neck. Under his delicate face, fire was about to burst out of his eyes.

Ayu frowned and plucked the string again: "The shadow falls under the beauty, and the sound and appearance are mixed."

A familiar burning sensation surged over him. Jiayou's eyes widened, his eyeballs popped out, and his veins burst. He fought hard to resist the dizziness that was about to swallow him up.

"In the flying white lantern, red plums fall in the east."

Nan Jiayou couldn't bear it any longer and rushed towards Ayu again. Ayu frowned slightly, exerted force on his fingertips, and the soft plectrum broke the strings with a "pop". Jiayou's hands stretched out in the air suddenly stopped.

Down.

Ayu put Ruan aside, stepped forward, hugged Jiayou, and whispered in his ear:
Chapter completed!