How to Survive As a Villain

Xiao Yu'an and Luo Heqing walked side by side on the bluestone slabs along the Huancheng River. The candlelight on the river was a little bit, and the beautiful scenery, Xiao Yu'an asked Wu Heqing: "Would you like to put a lantern?"

"No need to."

"Then let's go shopping again?"

"Ok."

Xiao Yuan stopped and looked at Luohe Qing and asked in confusion: "You are angry? What happened?"

I didn't expect my thoughts to be seen by Xiao Yu'an at a glance. The river cleared the expression and whispered, "Nothing, there is a troupe singing there, are you going to see it?"

"Go and go."

On the stage where the red cloth on the wooden board was arbitrarily set up, a man was sung in the sleeves and sang a good view. Under the stage, a few low tables, a few spectators, a little drums, and applause.

The two listened to the meeting, and Luhe Qing suddenly asked: "Do you like the Princess of Xiqiao?"

"Ah?" Xiao Yu'an was holding a melon to listen to the song. The river was too clear to prevent such a sentence, and the seeds in his hand were all scared. When he returned, Xiao Yuan responded fiercely.

Lying in the trough, it turned out that the river was clear and angry because it was too close to Xiao Pingyang and suspected that they were two! ! !晏河清啊晏河清, you call this bowl to see the pot! Excessive, too much.

And how can you dare to move your wife! ! Everyone knows that the wife of the male writer is not allowed! ! I can't take a look at it!

"Cough." Xiao Yuan patted the melon seeds on his hands and thought for a long time, answering, "I don't like it, who told you that I like girls."

Sure enough, at this time, you have to rely on sexual orientation to get rid of the suspicion!

Luhe Qing’s eyes are slightly stunned: “You said that you didn’t have broken sleeves.”

"Ah? I said it? When did I say that? Oh, I seem to have said it." Xiao Yu installed silly and screaming, "That was before, people, always change, I found out that I recently I am more interested. You like this singer's horn, I like it very much."

Luohe Qing: "..."

Xiao Yuan felt that the air temperature around the room was a bit low. He carefully licked the face of Luhe Qing and couldn't help but scream in his heart: It all explained that you are not satisfied! How do you want me! How To!

The twilight sky, the end of the song, the market gradually faded the lively skin, and it was cold.

Xiao Yu An Xingzhi did not disappear, and he measured the gold that had not been spent on the blackmail from Wuning Wangye, and took the Luohe River to the most famous wine shop in the Imperial City to buy a few intoxicating wines and bring them back to the palace.

In Miyagi, the two of them came to the sixth floor of the Yuhua Building, overlooking the bar, clearing the moon, and sleeping in the high buildings.

"Come, there is a drink nowadays drunk." Xiao Yuan smiled and opened the seal on the jar, and the mellow smell came.

Luohe Qing seems to be in a better mood, took over the jar and Xiao Yuan to drink.

When the wine cellar was hot, Xiao Yu’an was slightly stunned. He held his head and looked at the distant palace, flying star, sparse star, and whispered with a smile: “I never thought that I would be so close to you one day.”

Luhe Qing looked at Xiao Yu'an and replied: "Me too."

Xiao Yuan drank another half of the altar and stood up in a swaying manner. He took a breath and said, "I suddenly want to sing."

"What song is it?"

"Love song." Xiao Yu'an clears the scorpion, holds the railing, and begins to shout. "You are a majestic man with a set of horses. The galloping horse is like a blast! The endless wilderness is wandering with you!"

"噗__" 晏河清一口酒呛 into the scorpion, cough for a long time.

Xiao Yu'an looked at the river and smiled, smiled and indulged, warm and frank, he swayed, his footsteps were unstable, and he was stunned by the Weihe River to hold the waist. Xiao Yuan supported the arm of the river and fell half-sitting. On the ground: "This, this is really a love song, don't you believe it, it's a love song, do you believe it or not?!"

Luohe Qing said helplessly: "I believe, you are drunk."

"Well, I am drunk." Xiao Yuan laughed. "Because you have become two, I have two you in front of me."

After that, Xiao Yu'an took a half-alcoholic wine and met with the altar in the hands of Luohe Qing. After pouring into the entrance, Xiao Yuan put down the empty jar and smiled and asked: "Have you thought about it later?"

Luhe Qing gently raised his eyebrows: "After?"

"Yes, later." Xiao Yu'an relied on the railing, elbows and knees, and smiled clearly. "I want to find a leisurely village, buy some land, plant a field, open a wine cellar, or do business. Although capitalism is decadent, there are still The money is better, and then pay a few Hongru friends, there is no intrigue, not a sword on the neck, this life is happy."

Luohe Qing leaned over and looked at Xiao Yu'an. He was silent for a long time. He seemed to wait for the follow-up, but he couldn't wait for it. He had to ask himself: "And then?"

Xiao Yuan looked back at him and felt that his eyes were blurred. How could he not focus on it: "What then?"

The depths of the river are clear and the sound is extremely light: "Where am I? But... can I have it?"

"You are... you are..." Xiao Yuan helped the railing to stand up, but the wine was more and more upset, and his mouth was unclear. He couldn’t say a word, but his mind

There was a voice in it, whispered and said clearly.

You are in the literary martial arts, you are in the world of swords, you are sleeping in the incense couch, you and me, one by one, two different, each happy.

Yes, Xiao Yuan understands that even if he is now a king of the North, he still hopes that the river will be able to follow the world.

"You, you may, want, take me back..." A word is not over, Xiao Yu'an body is planted backwards, his back is on the railing, swaying, half body

Fall in the air.

The river’s clear eyes narrowed and stalked forward, reaching out to ring Xiao Yu’an and heading for himself. Xiao Yu’an borrowed the force to break into the river’s clear arms, and the two held together and took a few steps to kick the winery at the foot. The wine is poured out, and the scent is scented. It is intoxicating.

Luhe Qing was scared and stunned. Xiao Yu'an was sullen and sullen, and he was unrestrained. He looked at the pair of drunkenness like a misty mist, and heard the red dust whispering in his ear.

Long night winds and sleeves, the red yarn on the corner of the building, a little light, the river is clear and tight, Xiao Yu's waist, suddenly leaned over and kissed his lips, the wine is fragrant, forgetting the prosperity of the world.

Xiao Yu'an was kissed and unable to breathe, and blinked hard. He only felt that the figure was stunned, and his feet were floating. It was like a dream. If he fell into the cloud, he grabbed the clothes of the river, and pulled down a little. box.

Luohe Qingxin was shocked, panicked and leaned forward, and returned to the hair to feel Xiao Yuan leaning against the railing, drunk and passed.

The small box fell off, and a roll of two-inch long crepe was rolled out. The river was clear and swept, and the eyes suddenly caught cold.

On the top of the cloth, there is only one sentence: from the beginning of the third month of March, the Baili Station on the west side of the Imperial City, waiting for the seventh day, the cloth is a token.

Today is the third day of February.

The Luheqing movement slowly folded the crepe cloth, put it into the box, hid it in his arms, and then took up Xiao Yu'an, step by step, and slowly walked toward the palace, silently silent, and many more.