Traitor

Chapter 40 This seat is not the Tathagata of the West

One jug of wine, two kinds of people.

Under the pear blossom tree, Mu Baili's well-articulated fingertips were carelessly holding the white jade wine cup, looking at Zhao Wuyou in front of him with a smile.

Zhao Wuyou has recovered, and is no longer as self-willed as before.It's just that although the pear blossom wine is good, it is inevitable to have some headaches after getting drunk.With a slight frown, Zhao Wuyou rubbed the center of his brows and said, "I don't know why the Governor came here this time?"

Mu Baili smiled and said, "The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley."

"Is there any good wine for the director of ceremonies, why bother to come to me for this little thing? If the governor really likes it, I will ask Yunzheng to send him a few jars to taste." Zhao Wuyou slept for a long time, and his body was comfortable There are quite a few, but it's all about this point, and it's really not suitable for retaining customers.

"Appreciating white pear blossoms at night and lightly tasting pear blossom wine is a beautiful thing in the world." Mu Baili's eyes were warm, even so, it could not change his cold-blooded and ruthless nature.

For some reason, Zhao Wuyou always felt that there was something in Mu Baili's eyes.Of course, it's definitely not eye feces.That shimmering thing gave her the urge to run away.It's like a predator in the dark who has found the breath of its prey, and is about to start an endless entanglement.

Zhao Wuyou let out a long breath, "What exactly does the Governor want, you might as well just say it!"

"Prime Minister's Mansion, is there another son?" Mu Baili asked suddenly.

Zhao Wuyou was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Master Zhao just called in his sleep—brother?" Mu Baili smiled meaningfully, "I am really touched by the sincerity of the love. It's just that I don't understand very well, what is a welfare home?"

Lowering his head and smiling, Zhao Wuyou sneered, "Is there something the governor doesn't know?"

"This seat is not the Tathagata of the West, the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas, how can it be possible to know everything? It's like—" He still likes her soft and boneless hands, the feeling of being cold and cold in the palms is really wonderful .Suet white jade is generally clear, smooth and delicate in the cold.

Zhao Wuyou stared at the restless hands on the table, raised his eyebrows and squinted at Mu Baili, "Why don't the governor take me back, otherwise I will be thinking about my hands all day long, and I won't be able to eat or sleep. , it's really my fault."

Mu Baili also ignored her, playing with these hands as if no one was there.In Zhao Wuyou's view, this is simply sick.But to a large extent, Zhao Wuyou felt that such a sickness had an inseparable relationship with Mu Baili's own flaws.

Eunuchs are not normal people, because physical defects cause psychological distortions, so eunuchs often have their own hobbies in order to make up for the emptiness in their hearts.To a large extent, emptiness can only be filled with desire.

But in Mu Baili's heart, Zhao Wuyou's weak-looking rabbit is actually a fox in rabbit skin.She easily changed the subject and avoided his question just now.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, I will find out sooner or later, it's just a matter of time." Mu Baili withdrew his hand and drank the wine in his glass.

Zhao Wuyou was not annoyed, and silently tasted the pear blossom wine.The aroma of the wine is overflowing, and the sweet aftertaste lingers between her lips and teeth. This kind of taste is what she likes.The pear blossom is elegant and indifferent like a gentleman, but a hypocrite is also a gentleman.

"There are some secrets that no one can know. Although the world is big, there are always some secrets buried underground." Zhao Wuyou smiled meaningfully, "The governor may wish to exchange things, maybe we can reach a consensus."

His long eyebrows were drawn into the temples, the corners of his eyes and the brows were slightly raised, and that thick and colorful face was full of peerless elegance, "Do you want my Buddha beads? Do you think the secrets in your hands are enough?"

Zhao Wuyou got up slowly, and imitated the way he treated him back then, and stood behind him.Plain and slender hands rested softly on his shoulders, pressing down gently, "What if I add my own life?"

(End of this chapter)