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Before Song Huaiqing could answer, Xiao Fangchi stretched out his hand and gently poked his face with his fingertips, laughing contentedly like a child who had done something bad.

"Master, your face is so soft."

Saying that, he poked again.

When he did this, Song Huaiqing had to look over.

"Why are you crazy?"

"Master... why do you always look at them? They are obviously not good-looking at all."

Xiao Fangchi was still holding an empty wine bottle, and almost his whole body was leaning over. A few strands of hair hung down his shoulders, almost touching the table.

Xiao Fangchi was too close and had already broken the safe distance between people.

Only then did Song Huaiqing realize that something was wrong with Xiao Fangchi.

Seems to be drunk?

"you're drunk.

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Xiao Fangchi raised the empty wine bottle in his hand and pointed at himself, "Master, don't you like me?"

The bright candlelight shone on Xiao Fangchi's face, clearly illuminating the blush on both sides of his cheeks.

At this moment, those purple eyes had no sense of the wanton publicity of the past. They were slightly drunk, as if covered with a layer of mist, looking at Song Huaiqing without blinking. When he was not speaking, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if to express dissatisfaction.

Seeing that the master did not answer him, Xiao Fangchi pouted, rubbed his arm against the master's arm, and said in a muffled voice: "Master, I like you so much."

"Oh?" Song Huaiqing suddenly wanted to tease him a little, and turned slightly to lift Xiao Fangchi's chin, "Then tell me how much you like it?"

Xiao Fangchi's eyes were blurry and he answered obediently: "I like it very much."

Song Huaiqing got into a fight with him and continued to ask him: "How much do you like it if you like it very much?"

"Well."

Xiao Fangchi paused and seemed to be thinking. Maybe he was drunk now and didn't know how to express how much he liked it. He was a little anxious and even spoke faster:

"I, I really like it. I have to be Master in this life! Whenever I see Master getting closer to others, I feel very unhappy. I think I am the only one in Master's eyes."

"So petty."

Song Huaiqing sighed and gestured to let go.

Xiao Fangchi held it with one hand, not letting it move away even a little bit, and even led it to touch his face.

"Master, don't look at them!"

Song Huaiqing laughed angrily at this drunken little beast, and asked angrily: "Then who am I looking at? Looking at you?"

"Yeah, look at me."

Xiao Fangchi seemed to have the words "look at me" written clearly on his face, like a puppy, feeling aggrieved and about to cry.

Song Huaiqing continued to tease him:

"What's so good about you? A grown man is as hard as a bed board. How can a sweet-smelling and soft girl be so good-looking?"

Song Huaiqing's original intention was just to make him cry, but he didn't expect that a drunk person would think out of it, and he was very courageous.

After Xiao Fangchi heard this, he directly pulled his hand to his body, took his hand and rubbed it randomly on his chest, not forgetting to prove: "It's soft, it's soft, it doesn't hurt your hands, Master, you can touch it touch."

This man was like a lunatic when he was drunk, and his strength was a bit stronger. Song Huaiqing couldn't get away at all.

The robes I wear now are no longer thin summer shirts, they are thicker. Even if I rub it like this, I can't feel anything.

But being controlled by someone like this and unable to break free, this feeling of being controlled was very unpleasant, and Song Huaiqing became increasingly angry.

He patiently tried to break free again, but still couldn't.

So Song Huaiqing decisively raised his other hand and slapped him.

This time, perhaps because the man was already drunk, he didn't use much force, he just wanted Xiao Fangchi to wake up a little.

"Master?"

Xiao Fangchi was stunned and looked at him drunkenly.

Song Huaiqing: "Let go."

Xiao Fangchi was stunned for a while, then seemed to react, let go of his hand, moved away from Song Huaiqing, and was far away from Song Huaiqing, already at the edge of the couch.

His whole body seemed to be wilted, and he muttered in a low voice: "Master, hit me."

Song Huaiqing: "..."

Next time he won't let Xiao Fangchi drink again.

Drunks are just difficult to deal with.

Song Huaiqing was not a coaxer. When Xiao Fangchi tried to get angry with him, he pretended that he couldn't see her, rested his chin on the soft cushion and continued to watch the dance.

In fact, it seems that the girls are still performing with all their heart at this moment, but in fact they have been eating for a while.

They didn't expect that tonight there would be an incessant relationship between the two masters. It was really exciting.

The story of the forbidden love between master and apprentice, the following, and the bullying of the master and the destruction of the ancestors really made them excited.

Coupled with their looks, the collision of publicity and coldness is so exciting!

They hate iron now, and glance at Xiao Fangchi from time to time, roaring in their hearts:

Come on, why are you so angry?

Don’t you understand even drunkenness and bullying? !

However, to their disappointment, the white-haired young man huddled beside the couch, motionless, looking down at the floor, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

Song Huaiqing actually looked like he was watching the dance, but in fact he would glance at a drunkard from the corner of his eye from time to time.

After a slap, he became quiet.

After watching it for a while, he was actually a little bored.

After a while, a shadow suddenly fell above his head.

He looked up, and Xiao Fangchi was now in front of him. His eyes were still a little blurry, but he was much better than before, and he should be more awake.

Song Huaiqing: "What?"

After a while, Xiao Fangchi calmed himself down and went crazy again.

He opened his hands to completely block Song Huaiqing's sight.

"Master, please don't look at them anymore."

Going crazy again?

Song Huaiqing was a little amused. Suddenly he thought of something funny. He sat up slightly and took the initiative to poke Xiao Fangchi's chest:

"I won't look at them, so go change their clothes and dance for me."

Not a question, but a commanding tone.

Song Huaiqing thought Xiao Fangchi would refuse. Although Xiao Fangchi had worn women's clothing once, this time he not only wore it, but also danced.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fangchi tilted his head and thought about it for a second or two before nodding in agreement.

"Master only cares about me."

"Okay, just look at you."

"boom."

As soon as they finished speaking, something happened to the dancing beauty.

The two of them looked towards the middle at the same time.

The two beauties who fell into a ball immediately picked up the beads on the ground, stood up, and quickly tidied up their appearance.

The sound of the piano also stopped.

The six people all stood in a proper manner, and the two who fell quickly knelt down to apologize: "Young Master, please forgive me!"

They were too addicted to watching the show, and when they heard that the white-haired young man wanted to dance in women's clothes, they couldn't calm down for a moment, and they hooked together and fell down.

At this time, both of them were so embarrassed that their faces turned red and they lowered their heads.

They have undergone strict training and have seen many scenes and all kinds of people, but tonight they actually messed up because of eating melon.

It's so, so embarrassing! !

"It's okay, you can go down first." Song Huaiqing looked indifferent, and then pointed at Xiao Fangchi, "Just get him a set of clothes that you wear."

He was now interested in Xiao Fangchi.

Dancing in women's clothing.

I'm afraid he's still drunk.

I wonder what your expression will be like when you sober up?

Song Huaiqing wondered a little bit, would she be too embarrassed to see him?

Thinking of this, he was a little excited.