Xiuxian: The heroine is all wrong

Chapter 154 Candlelight in front of the window under the moonlight!
"Brother Jiang Dian, drink, don't raise fish, you won't be able to drink even me, a monk."

"Look at what you said, brother Sanzan, I won't pour another hundred cups."

The two were having a good time drinking, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded in their ears, "Brother, why did you come secretly drinking with dad?"

"Brother? Who is it!" Jiang Dian looked at Jiang Mingke with a little drunkenness, then at Jiang Yinxi, and said with a smile, "Mingke, you kid is messing around again, let me introduce you, this is Jiang Liu Uncle Er, your elder brother's future master."

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at Jiang Mingke in the black mist, with doubts and perplexity, how did she recognize herself, could it be that all brothers and sisters have their own tracking system?
"Jiang Yinxi, are you stupid, you insisted on having an exciting father-son game, it's over now."

Jiang Yinxi tried to calmly sip the wine, pretending to be an outsider in front of his father, how can he not be beaten when he is discovered, and he is very anxious to wait online.

"Father, what are you talking about? When did my brother change his name to Jiang Liu'er?" Jiang Mingke said suspiciously, and suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes had been ripped off, and when he turned around, it was Wan'er.

"What happened to Sister Wan'er?"

Miss Wan'er looked at Jiang Mingke and let out a long sigh. It seemed that Mingke hadn't figured out the situation yet, and hoped that Yinxi would get less beatings later.

"This girl, I am Tang Sanzhu, not Jiang Yinxi, I'm afraid you have mistaken someone."

"Brother, you don't need to say much. This kid, Ming Ke, is eager to admit the wrong person when he sees his brother." Jiang Dian said, turning his head to Jiang Mingke and continued, "Ming Ke, the adults are talking about things, the children don't interrupt."

Um?Jiang Yinxi looked at Jiang Dian in disbelief, his father was so kind, so he couldn't spoil his father's intentions.

"Brother Jiang, there are no taboos, come on, keep drinking, where were we talking?"

Wan'er watched Jiang Yinxi go farther and farther on the road to death, stepped forward, wished Jiang Dian a blessing, picked up the jug on the table, "Master, Wan'er is here to pour you some wine."

Wan'er served Jiang Dianman, and when Jiang Yinxi was at the end of the wine glass, she closed her hand before the glass was full, signaling to Jiang Yinxi that enough was enough.

Jiang Yinxi looked at Wan'er, a little puzzled, why didn't he give him a full blown, "Girl, I won't get drunk after a thousand drinks, don't underestimate me."

Hearing this, Wan'er squinted her eyes and smiled, poured Jiang Yinxi on her face, and said with a light smile: "I have a husband, and I once said the same thing, and then I was taught by my wife and complained to the sky."

"Where is this singing?" Jiang Dian was about to let Wan'er back down, Jiang's daughter-in-law didn't need to toast herself like this, but found that Jiang Mingke's expression was wrong.

"Spider, mother has already prepared dinner, if you don't go, you will die."

"Wait, Spider, go right away."

As soon as the black mist cleared, they gathered in another place, and the figure of the spider walked out of the black mist, heading towards Jiangfu without stopping.

Seeing Jiang Liuer's true face in front of him, Jiang Dian frowned, and stood up. Seeing that his son was still alive, his father pulled out seven wolves. Although he didn't have a belt, the two big pockets could still make Jiang Yinxi cry for a long time of.

"Yinxi, my good brother, can you tell me what's going on with my little brother?"

"Father, do you believe me when I say I was forced?"

Seeing Jiang Dian approaching at every step, Jiang Yinxi looked around to see if there was a big fat earless cat, and asked him to find a time machine to go back in time.

Obviously, no!

Looking at Jiang Yinxi, Jiang Dian said coldly: "Believe it, why don't you believe it."

Ai Xinghong shook his head and asked the servants to leave together. The scene that followed was horrible, but Ai Xinghong was still relieved. Jiang Yinxi's strength is unknown, but he still values ​​family affection. In official terms, Jiang Yinxi Yinxi belongs to "controllable".

Jiang Mingke looked at Jiang Yinxi who was screaming again and again, and later realized that she seemed to have done something wrong. It turned out that Wan'er's actions were not to swear her sovereignty, but to persuade her to stop in moderation.

……

In Jiang's mansion, Jiang Yinxi was holding his butt, the old man was really aggressive, he was already such an adult, and his skin was beaten to pieces, if it wasn't for his strong recovery ability, he wouldn't even be able to lie down and sleep for half a month.

In the study, Jiang Dian snorted coldly: "My good brother, tell me what's going on, why did you appear in the wild forest, and what's the matter with your hair?"

"Father, I sensed that you were in danger, so I rushed over to save you."

"Father is not talking about your strength. Of course, Dad knows that it is the power of the demon. Dad is talking about your hair, why is it bald again?"

After a good conversation for a while, Jiang Yinxi left the study. Jiang Dian watched Jiang Yinxi leave, and heaved a long sigh. His son seemed to have hidden many secrets.

It's normal for a child to have secrets when he grows up, but he doesn't understand, why is he bald again?

Jiang Mingke, who had been waiting outside the study, saw Jiang Yinxi coming out, and ran up three steps at a time, and said with an expression that I was wrong: "Brother, Mingke didn't do it on purpose."

"Well, I know, so can you take your hand away."

Jiang Yinxi looked at Jiang Mingke, alas, the pain was in vain.

……

After dinner, Jiang Yinxi returned to his room after a long absence. The injury caused by his father, let alone him, would heal in a short time for an ordinary eighth-rank martial artist.

It seemed that the surrounding area was eerily quiet tonight. It seemed that someone had issued an order to isolate the area around his room.

Lying on the rocking chair in the room, the rocking chair swayed gently, and saw Wan'er in an elegant long dress pushing the door in, with tenderness in her eyes.

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen him for a long time, or what, Wan'er in front of him is sitting beside him, with her head bowed and her brows smiling. At that moment, Jiang Yinxi felt like a lady from a painting came out.

Sensing Jiang Yinxi looking at her, Miss Wan'er raised her head, pursed her lips and smiled, as if a ray of spring breeze was blowing, and there was no heavy figure in time.

For a moment, Jiang Yinxi seemed to see a female tablemate who was doing the same thing many years ago, pursing her lips and smiling, all kinds of charms in an instant.

But it was only for a moment, when the four eyes meet, there is only the reflection of the sweetheart,

"Husband, are these words for Wan'er?"

Wan'er took out a piece of white paper from her bosom, and there was a faint fragrance on the warm paper. Jiang Yinxi took a closer look and saw that it was something he had written to Chen Pingan to coax Su Linger when he was free, but it seemed that Wan'er Seeing his son so precious, he nodded.

"Since you like it, I'll write for you again."

"People around me are like the moon, and their wrists are covered with frost and snow!"

"Like it?"

Frost and snow?Wan'er seemed to have thought of something, and felt a little disappointed.

Jiang Yinxi chuckled, "It has nothing to do with her, it has to do with you."

"Let's see how it goes!"

I saw what was written on the paper: "Hui Xuewu is lingering, lingering like snow. I have a handful of jade on my waist, and I am afraid that the wind will break it. If I can buy a smile, I will measure the bright moon with a bucket full of flowers. And get the nasturtium, step by step socks."

Wan'er smiled sweetly, looking at the bright moon by the window, "Husband, I'll grind it for you!"

Under the moon in front of the window, the beauty is grinding, the young master looks at the beauty, and forgets to write when he picks up the pen. Such a beautiful day, even the crescent moon is shaking, shaking, shaking, how long will it last!
(End of this chapter)