MTL - Venerated Venomous Consort-Chapter 2844 Birthday storm 3

She slowly closed the lid of the box and said: "Your jewellery is very valuable, the deity can't afford it, please take it back."

The sleeves flicked and the box flew back into the arms of Emperor's clothes.

The emperor’s clothes were stiff and looked up at her.

She no longer looked at him, stood up and said: "If the deity is lacking, he will not be accompanied. Thousands of worlds, Qianyan, you can help the deity to entertain you."

One turned and there was no shadow.

Everyone: "..."

Just now, the conversation between Gu Xiyu and Emperor Yiyi was in a secret language. The outsiders didn’t hear it at all, so everyone didn’t quite understand what happened, and they looked at the emperor’s clothes.

Emperor Yiyi looked at the box in his hand for a moment, suddenly smiled, did not know whether it was ridicule or irony, turned and went.

......

Gu Xi is drinking.

The wine is brewed by Van Gogh, and it has been preserved for ten years.

Vatican is very interested. After knowing what he likes in the cup, he began to look for the best brewers in the six worlds to learn how to make wine. After he came back, he made a few wines for Gu Xi, and put it all the time. .

This birthday is the first time I opened it. I feel good when I take a sip. I simply come up with three jars and drink myself in the back garden.

When Van Gogh sent away those guests, he was seeing Gu Xiyu sitting on a pillar, and she was surrounded by three empty wine jars.

"Master?" he whispered.

Gu Xi 玖 slightly closed his eyes and leaned there, there was no movement, his body was suffocating, and it seemed that he was drunk and fell asleep.

"Master, is it cool here, or go back to the house to sleep?" Van Gogh took two steps and stood beside her.

She still didn't move, her eyelashes were drooping, her white face was red, and her breath of breath was slightly scented with a touch of wine, mixing the unique aroma of her body, and the surrounding air seemed to be fragrant.

Van Gogh looked at her eyes and deepened her body and helped her: "Master, the disciple will send you back to the house to rest."

His fingers touched her arm, although it was just a small touch, it had made his heart like a thunder...

Although he has been unloading defenses for these years, he rarely has skin contact with him. Even when he teaches Kung Fu, she is in front of her, let him learn behind...

Occasionally, the contact was only for the time of feeding, but at that time she was unwilling to take the shot, and he was swollen with her nose and face.

So even if there is a contact, it doesn't feel good, and he doesn't dare to let himself have the slightest thought.

Now she is drunk...

He helped her up, and she was very obedient when she was drunk, half-squinted and leaning on him, drunk.

This place is more than two hundred meters away from her sleeping hall. With the help of Van Gogh, he can send her to the bed of the dormitory in half a minute with a little skill.

But he didn't want to use his time, so he helped her slowly and step by step.

I only hope that this journey can be longer and longer.

But when the long road came to an end, he finally helped her into the dormitory and sent it to the bed.

He put her legs on the bed, pulled the quilt over to cover her, took a sigh of relief, was about to leave, and Gu Xizhen suddenly said: "Why? Why don't you want to worship me... worship me as a teacher." "She has a slight sigh in her tone."