Magic Punk

Xuan Yi took the chopsticks and looked at the exquisite snow-white shrimp dumplings in front of him. They were steaming hot. It seemed that Jiao Yue had just taken them from the steamer after being steamed. It was different from the scraps of cold rice he had borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha that day. .

It was just the three people who shared the scraps at that time. Jiu San was sleeping in the dark underground. The girl who thought she was Qian Ying has now transformed into the most terrifying and powerful girl in the world, and she is imprisoned. In an underground cell dozens of meters deep, I don’t know if I can survive until tomorrow.

Of course, Xuan Yi had not seen tomorrow's sun for who knows how many days.

The young man who was thinking this way did not move his chopsticks for a long time, even though his stomach was empty.

So Jiaoyue continued to smile. She first took a small and exquisite shrimp dumpling and put it into her mouth. She bit the thin outer skin and let the delicious juice flow into her mouth. Then she tasted the delicious filling inside: "Don't worry, I didn’t poison him.”

"Besides, I don't know what kind of poison can poison you."

Even if Jiao Yue could detect Xuan Er's existence, Xuan Yi wouldn't be too surprised, not to mention that she just pointed out the poison in her body.

So the young man smiled and said: "I don't know what else you want on me. If you want me to tell you, give me a suitable price. I can sell it no matter what it is."

Jiaoyue seemed to think about it very seriously, and then asked: "Can you sell your virginity?"

Xuan Yi sighed: "Sell, as long as the price is right, you can sell anything."

Jiao Yue shook her head: "You are really boring, I told you."

"Some people are different from you. They are born with everything in this world, so they are not interested in it."

"Don't tell me that you can't get something I'm interested in. Even if you can get it, I may not want it."

"If you can't understand, I won't force you."

"You can think that I am very interested in you as a person, just like I admire an actor on the stage. I want to pursue this actor for a while to see what wonderful performances he can give me."

"Can you understand a little bit?"

"What I'm interested in is your future."

"So I want to invest some chips now and see if I can get rewards in the future."

Xuan Yi finally nodded, expressing his willingness to believe Jiao Yue's statement, because he really couldn't get anything that could impress this Oskar, unless he revealed the existence of Xuan Er, or his connection with the funny evil god. If the method is handed over, even Jiaoyue will be interested in these two things.

But that's all just interested.

So the young man finally stretched out his hand and took out a shrimp dumpling and put it into his mouth. It tasted delicious. The skill of the master chef was much better than his own, not to mention the ingredients were much more exquisite.

"It's delicious, isn't it." Jiao Yue looked at Xuan Yi: "Your Xingcheng chef's skills are pretty good, not worse than mine."

“But for some reason, it always doesn’t taste as good as it did that night.”

Xuan Yi smiled: "Because things that cannot be returned will only become more and more beautiful if they remain in memories."

"What you find delicious is not the taste, but the memory itself."

Saying this, Xuan Yi looked at the blond girl: "Is there any more wine?"

Jiaoyue nodded: "You can order it."

"I drink a lot, but I almost never drink good wine." The young man said: "When I came here, I ordered a bottle of good wine worth one star coin, although I know it is far from nothing to you. Really good wine, but it would be the best wine I’ve ever had.”

"So I don't know much about wine. Just give me a bottle of wine for one star coin."

Jiao Yue smiled and said, "Let me see if there is such a cheap wine in my collection."

As she said this, she stretched out a hand and groped in the void, then took out a dark clay pot. She opened the pot and lowered her head to smell the wine: "Twelve-year-old Daiginjo sake, about It barely meets the requirements.”

As she spoke, she placed the clay pot on the table, then took out two porcelain cups and poured them into each cup one by one. The wine was as clear as water.

Xuan Yi looked at her and suddenly remembered something: "You are still underage."

Jiao Yue looked at the boy with a provocative expression: "You mean you are an adult?"

Xuan Yi smiled: "I started drinking when I was four years old."

Jiaoyue was a little speechless: "Okay, you are awesome. I just tried it when I was fourteen."

What follows is silence.

The two of them were drinking shrimp dumplings. When the girl was done drinking, she put it away and took out another can. After finishing the shrimp dumplings, she took out another steaming basket. It seemed that the girl had endless storage space, and it seemed that she was just prepared.

In short, when Xuan Yi finally had enough wine and food, the girl also collected all the messy cups and plates.

She didn't eat or drink much.

Because she was not very hungry to begin with, and certainly not very thirsty either.

If you interpret her behavior as delivering food to Xuan Yi, it is not a bad idea in a sense.

At least now, Xuan Yi is very satisfied with Jiao Yue.

Even though he is very tolerant of hunger, no one likes to suffer from hunger.

Jiaoyue put away the last cup, and then looked at the boy: "This is the first time I come to see you, and if nothing else happens, it will also be the last time."

"If your performance ends here, then this meal will be your farewell meal, but you are lucky and it will not be too difficult to survive."

Xuan Yi and Jiao Yue looked at each other: "What do you mean?"

Jiaoyue smiled and said: "As I said at the beginning, you hugged many thighs, although even I don't know how you hugged me."

"The first and thickest thigh among them is Xing Huai Yao. I don't understand why the Dark Star officer wants to protect you, but he clearly rejected the suggestion of handing you over to the Ministry of Punishment."

"Xing Ma Lao said that you are suffering from the pain of losing a son. Even if you can resist the torture and keep it secret until the end, if you go in for a while, you will be useless when you come out. You will never be able to dance for me again."

"The second is Lan Zhusheng. This hot-tempered foreign military attache is well-known in the entire diplomatic circle, but he does things both roughly and meticulously, and is extremely capable. Even people who don't like him will still pinch their noses and use him. I heard that Lan Liuyan is the posthumous daughter of his colleague. Even if you gave Lan Liuyan's ashes to him, even though I almost killed you on the spot, I am still grateful when I think about it afterwards."

"That's actually true."

"Afterwards, he sent someone to ask for full participation in the investigation of this incident. In addition, he also asked the Anbu to ensure your safety and make sure that you would not die mysteriously due to various reasons before the investigation was completed."

"With these two people as guarantee, we can basically confirm that nothing unexpected will happen to you here. At most, you will suffer a little pain of starvation. But the only thing I can't figure out is why Xing Huainan would do it." You endorse it.”