I'm spoiling my uncle

Chapter 164
Qiu Lu looked at the back of him leaving in astonishment, why is this completely out of tune?

She quickly called Chu Yi: "Lord Nine."

Chu Yi turned around: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Lu touched her head: "Aren't you worried about her?"

"She asked me not to take care of her in the future, and it seems that I really can't take care of her."

Qiu Lu was stunned, what should I do?
Her mind was spinning fast, and she wished she had half of Luoli's scheming at this moment, she suddenly had an idea: "It turns out that you promised to leave her alone, no wonder she is so arrogant and brazen today."

Chu Yi looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong with her?"

Qiu Lu covered her mouth, her face was troubled, as if she had revealed a big secret, she shook her head: "You can't say it, or she will beat me."

Chu Yi's curiosity was aroused. He knew that the girl had a lot of eyes, and he didn't know what kind of tricks she was playing. But Qiu Lu has a temperament that runs through her intestines. Why is she so weird today?

"What's the matter? Why can't you tell?"

Qiu Lu said with a frustrated face: "You don't want to ask, can you? If I say it, I will not only betray Miss Luo, but also Qi Feng."

She covered her mouth again and shook her head: "I didn't say anything."

"Did she not go to Zuixin Tower? Did she go to find Qi Feng?"

Qiu Lu nodded helplessly: "She said she was in a bad mood and felt sorry for Concubine An, no, it was Concubine An, but in the capital, no one would drink with her, no one would listen to her talk, only Qi Feng was willing to watch her go crazy."

Chu Yi's face turned gloomy in an instant, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and the anger in his eyes blazed, as if he wanted to swallow people up.

Qiu Lu was so flustered by this momentum, she felt that Luo Li might have played too much today, and prayed in her heart that she would ask for more blessings.

When she turned around, Chu Yi had disappeared. She rubbed her eyes vigorously again to make sure she was gone, so she patted her chest to suppress her shock.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the breeze is blowing.

Luo Li and Qi Feng sat in the gazebo, enjoying the tranquility of the night and the unique coolness.

There were already a few wine jugs scattered beside her, but Luo Li was not drunk at all, she felt her stomach was already uncomfortably full.

At this moment, she misses Ling Mo's spirits.

Qi Feng's drinking capacity was comparable to hers, and the more they drank, the more sober they became.

Luo Li threw away the wine bottle in her hand, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth, until she couldn't drink anymore, then threw the wine bottle to Qi Feng, and she lay down on the table.

"Who would understand the pain of wanting to get drunk but not getting drunk?"

"I understand." Qi Feng also raised the jug and drank.

Luo Li chuckled: "Everyone gets drunk if they don't get drunk."

Qi Feng squinted his peach blossom eyes, looked at her with blurred eyes, his heart was sore, the woman in front of him, he wanted to kill in the past, but he couldn't bear it, now he not only couldn't bear it, but also felt heartbroken.

He got up and pulled Luoli up, hugged her, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Luo Li pushed him away, and suddenly caught a glimpse of that figure. In this dark night, the fluttering white robe was so eye-catching.

She curled her lips slightly, and smiled ironically. She was kind in every possible way to a person who wanted to kill her, and she gave everything to a person who repeatedly broke her heart. She suddenly felt very tired.

Probably really tired.

Chu Yi flashed over quickly, and pulled Luo Li away from Qi Feng's side. He looked at Qi Feng fiercely, his palm gathered internal strength, and when he was about to strike, Luo Li stood in front of him.

Both of them looked at her in disbelief, but she just smiled faintly: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so why should the uncle be angry? I'll just go back with you."

Chu Yi's heart softened instantly, and the anger in his eyes gradually subsided. He withdrew his inner strength, lowered his hand, and grabbed her wrist.

The breeze was blowing, and her hair gradually became messy.

(End of this chapter)