As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

When Hongli saw Heiyang's expression, she felt a little dazed, as if she had returned to her childhood, and lowered her head in grievance.

"Well, aren't you, Brother Heiyang, here with me? If you weren't here, I definitely wouldn't touch a drop of it..."

"no sooner said than done?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Then raise your head and look me in the eyes."

"Oh……"

"Open your mouth."

Heiyang snorted softly: "Let me see if there is still any smell of alcohol."

"No, not really..."

"Ok?"

"Oh……"

Hongli shrank her head and slowly opened her mouth.

"Ah—Puff, Gulp, Cough, Cough..."

"Hurry, drink some water, don't choke."

"Oh, thank you."

Hongli quickly took the cup of water that Heiyang handed over and drank it all in one gulp: "Gulp gulp..."

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Hongli froze. The water flowed down her chin without her noticing. She suddenly reacted and looked at Heiyang with wide eyes: "What the hell, what did you just throw into my mouth?"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, I can't take it anymore, I'm almost dying of laughter, Hongli, you've been smart all your life, but there's one day you're such a fool, hahahahaha!"

Heiyang couldn't hold it in any longer, and almost fainted from laughter, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "What else could it be, what do you think?"

"What do I think is wrong..."

Hongli was suddenly stunned, an expression of horror appeared on her face, and then she forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"No way...haha...

Heiyang, why don't you be such a dog...

It must not be what I think, right?

You said no! "

"Tsk, tsk."

Heiyang shook the small bottle in his hand and looked at the stiff-faced Hongli with a smile: "Keep talking, I'm listening. Xiaoli, why don't you explain why you carry this kind of medicine with you?"

"No, you misunderstood!"

Hong Li laughed awkwardly and blurted out, "This is my plan to get you drunk, then feed you the elixir to make you confess your feelings. This is also my trump card to discipline you in the future... Damn, something is wrong!"

"Oh, the effect of the medicine is very obvious."

There was a funny expression on Heiyang's face, and Hongli couldn't help but shudder when she saw it.

"Heiyang, I advise you to be kind and leave some room for others so that we can meet again in the future. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood...

Anyway, I warn you, don't go too far!"

"Hey hey hey."

Black Sun: (ω)hiahiahia

"Woooooooo..."

Hongli:_

"Hmm, let's test it first."

"Test your head!"

"What color are you wearing?"

"Gray... Damn, Heiyang you *****"

"Do you have a boyfriend you like?"

"Heiyang! I will not marry anyone else, okay! Heiyang, you *****!"

"Then what do you think of Heiyang treating you?"

"He's been so good to me! But if I still want to be lazy, I can only think of a way to sacrifice him. He will definitely forgive me!

Ahem, well, listen to my explanation..."

"So now, Heiyang is right in front of you, what do you want to say to him?"

"**********"

"Fuck, no, you don't want to follow the script, right?"

Heiyang's eyes widened: "Shouldn't it be "I like you" or "I love you" or something like that? What does it mean when you say a bunch of asterisks here?"

"Tsk, you're the one asking me what I want to say."

Hongli turned her head away and rolled her eyes, looking self-deprecating: "Nuo, isn't that what I really think? I want to scold you, right?"

Hei Yang: "..."

"Forget it, forget it. I don't want to bother with you."

Heiyang sighed and got up from the bed: "I'm going out, you should take a rest first and get over your hangover."

"Hey, wait a minute."

Hongli shouted, "You're just going to leave me here alone?"

"No? Isn't it safe here?"

"I'm so bored!"

"Then you come with me."

"No."

Hongli decisively refused: "Is there any way to kill time without moving?"

"Practice."

"Fuck, change it!"

"Well……"

Heiyang thought about it, sighed, took out a thick book from a storage bag on his body and threw it to Hongli: "Nuo, read it to kill time."

"what is this?"

Hongli reached out to take it, looking confused, as if it looked familiar.

"Top secret information, I guarantee you'll be interested."

"Hmm? Do you need the kind that will burn after reading?"

"Fuck, don't worry!"

"So what is this, anyway?"

"Don't you know if you look it up yourself?"

Heiyang stepped out of the door and waved his hand: "This is my diary. Only you can read it. Don't let others know."

"Ah?"

Hongli was startled, the door was gently closed, and the room returned to silence.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 129: At the most vibrant age, you are staring at death?

"Hei-Yang? Have you left?"

Hongli stretched her neck, knelt on the bed, tilted her head to peek outside, and drew out a long tone in her mouth to test.

"Yohou? Hei Mouyang? Hei Xiaoyang?

Black Sun? You peek outside the door!

"Xiao Yang? Xiao Yang Yang? Are you really gone?"

Hong Li confirmed again and again, and found that this time it seemed that this was really not Mou Yang's conspiracy. She looked down at the thick book in her arms, and her expression suddenly became interesting.

"No way, the Black Sun Diary that I've been dreaming about for so many years... is now in my hands?"

Hongli still found it hard to believe, wondering if Heiyang was squatting somewhere in the corner, waiting to laugh at her?

For example, she opened the so-called diary with great expectation, and then found words like "No way, do you really believe it?" and "Idiot, are you still reading it?" on it, which made people feel upset...

At this time, Heiyang suddenly jumped out again, laughing at her loudly, asking her to break her defense.

Or maybe, this diary is actually a mysterious prop opened by Heiyang, which makes the person who opens the book become his puppet. If Heiyang asks her to pour water, she has to pour water. If Heiyang asks her to pat his back, she has to pat his back...

"hiss……"

Hong Li took a deep breath. The scene she imagined was too cruel and she couldn't help but tremble. "I never thought Hei Yang could be so cruel. He wanted me to be his obedient little maid? It's so terrifying!"

……

"Da Ma, you look pretty good. It seems like this is indeed a conscientious store. Let's go, register first, and then go to the new house."

At this time, the innocent Heiyang had no idea that Mou Li was fighting wits and courage with the air, and had already imagined him in his mind as a villain full of evil.

……

"Huh...Huh...Calm down..."

Hongli calmed herself down and looked carefully at the thick book placed on the other side of the bed, her heart full of vigilance.

"Although, but...

Once you open it, you might get fooled!

As long as I don't touch it and suppress my curiosity, I will be invincible...

Go to the invincible place!"

Hongli rushed over and hugged the thick notebook again, her face full of impulse.

"Never mind, just die. You've been tempting me for so many years, there's no reason for me to give up!

Woohoo, damn it, I’ve really been caught by you, Heiyang!”

Hongli showed a struggling expression on her face, but finally she couldn't resist the temptation. She took a deep breath and suddenly opened Heiyang's diary!

First page inside cover.

[Recorded time: Water calendar year 560, recorded by: Heiyang.]

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

Hongli's eyes widened in disbelief: "I got the real thing! I must be dreaming!"

In an instant, Hongli felt the diary in her hand become heavy, as if it was shining with golden light, which made her blink subconsciously to confirm that she was not seeing things!

Doubt, surprise, excitement, curiosity, anticipation...

Hong Li felt that at this moment, she was as childish as a little girl who got her favorite toy. Although she was usually childish...but she...

"Oh, don't think too much about it. Let me see if Heiyang has any little secrets hidden from me. Hehe, it would be best if it's a dark history or something!"

Hongli had a funny expression on her face: "Xiao Heiyang, sister, I'm coming in——"

But then again, the time recorded by Heiyang is a bit weird. If it is 560 in the Water Calendar, isn’t that the year they were born?

At that time, Heiyang and she were less than one year old, so he would write a diary there?

It can be seen that the handwriting is still crooked, probably because he is too young and cannot hold the pen well.

Come to think of it, she had never seen Heiyang crawling on the ground when he was one or two years old, which was a bit regrettable.