Today is Also a Mudslide That Crosses the World

The light footsteps gradually progressed, and Xingyun heard the sound of the wooden door being opened with a creak.

She held her breath nervously, but her waist straightened instantly, like a child obediently at home waiting for her relatives to come home to ask for praise.

Jiyue's smile as gentle as the moon never subsided, he spent a day in the outside party, drank a lot of wine, and was a little drunk.

He doesn't actually like to drink, but today, whether it's out of toast or joy, let him drink a cup to his heart's content.

The little girl is now the little girl that belongs only to him.

in various senses.

very nice.

Thinking of this, Ji Yue eagerly picked up the happy name on the mahogany table, and stumbled when she was about to walk in front of Xing Yun.

He lunged straight towards Xingyun.

Xing Yun was startled and wanted to get up to catch her master who seemed to be drunk, but Ji Yue's seemingly shaky body was actually rock-steady, and she fell into Xing Yun's arms with great precision, and He also picked up the red hijab with a happy name.

Xing Yun looked at Ji Yue who had done all this and lay on her knees.

His eyes were blurred, Jiaoyue's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the corners of his eyes were crimson.

Lying quietly on her lap, she turned her head sideways, looked at the happy name in her hand, and looked at it for a long while with a serious expression.

Her cheeks bulged slightly, her beautiful brows frowned slightly, and Ji Yue suddenly threw Xicheng onto the mahogany table with her spiritual power.

It didn't make much movement.

Xing Yun couldn't help laughing when she saw the master who was completely different from the bright moon and breeze in the past when she was drunk.

The tension also disappeared in an instant.

Ji Yue was attracted by the laughter, looked up to see the little girl's smile, her expression was stunned for a moment.

"Rhyme, rhyme..."

Jiyue stretched her arms around the little girl's waist, put her chin on Xingyun's thigh, and whispered softly, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

"Master, are you drunk?"

Xingyun rolled her eyes, reached out and stroked her master's long hair that was scattered like snow behind her head.

Ji Yue frowned upon hearing this, and protested in a small voice of grievance:

"It's time to change the name..."

Xingyun was stunned for a moment, and she was a little embarrassed when she reacted, but when she thought that Master was drunk now, she was a little soft-hearted and funny.

The master is like a child now.

It's almost like the roles have changed.

so cute.

It's rare to see such a master in a hundred years, and I don't know if there will be a chance to see him drunk again in the future.

"Xiang...gong?"

Xing Yun's red lips parted slightly, and she whispered these two words that would soften her heart as long as she read it.

With the first time, it is not so difficult to speak again the second time.

Especially when Xingyun noticed that her husband's long eyelashes were trembling, the tips of his ears were reddish, and he looked pitiful.

"Husband? Langjun? Official?"

Xing Yun leaned down to surround her husband, and called out in a soft voice beside his ear.

Then he got up again, looking at the reddish handsome face of his husband, and even his eyes were gradually dyed with a deep red, Xingyun leaned over and dropped a kiss on Jiyue's forehead, and said with a light smile:

"Xianggong looks so good today, Yun'er likes it very much."

Seeing Jiyue with her head down, holding Xingyun's side of the bed with both hands, she slowly stood up.

Xingyun thought he was going to be angry, and just as he was about to explain out loud, he listened to himself... Xianggong suddenly leaned over, and his magnetic voice whispered in her ear:

"The lady has a beautiful and beautiful appearance, and today is even more beautiful. I'm afraid that even the moon in the sky will fall in love with the lady..."

When the words fell, Ji Yue couldn't wait any longer, and leaned over to kiss the lips of the little girl who made him miss him.