Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

two hundred and two

The sky of Wuwanghai is always dark and gloomy, without bright sunlight, and naturally there is no gentle moonlight.The difference between day and night is the scarlet blood moon that rises from the sea every night.

Jiang Ling closed his eyes on the reef and rested for a while, when he woke up, the blood moon had already sunk to the bottom of the sea.

At the junction of sky and water, there is a gray area, only the broken light passes through this layer of heavy resentment, floating weakly on the sea surface.

Stretching his waist, Jiang Ling softened his neck, feeling that sleeping on the reef is a kind of torture, not only his back is uncomfortable from the rough stone wall, but his body also looks a little heavy because of the resentment.

Jiang Ling used spiritual energy to dispel the resentment in his body, got up and walked around the reef.

There are quite a lot of reefs in this one, scattered scattered on the surface of the sea, and the reef at the foot of Jiangling is the largest and smoothest one.

After walking around, Jiangling decided to renovate the place.

He had a premonition that Mei Shuyuan would come back here, so he planned to stay on the sidelines and stay for a long time. He had enough patience to wait.

After half an hour, Jiang Ling moved the reef to one place, and flattened the water chestnut on the stone with his palm.

It took another whole day, and he spent all his money to set up a spirit formation in this area. The spirit formation cannot kill the enemy or defend, but it can dispel resentment and gather spiritual energy.

The black mist was blocked by a transparent barrier, Jiang Ling exhaled and felt that the air was much clearer.Then he took out a wicker chair from the storage bag, and read a book of stories.

He has already cultivated into a heavenly demon, with a photographic memory, ten lines at a glance, no problem.When I read the notebook to pass the time, I read it very slowly, and only turned a page after a while.

After looking at it all morning, Jiang Ling put the picture book on the rattan chair, took out a mahogany table, and after setting it up, moved a few jars of fine wine under the table.

Lying on a comfortable wicker chair, reading Gou Xue's book, lifting the clay wine jug to fill himself with a glass of fine wine from time to time, and having a few sips, Jiang Ling had a very good life.

The mellow aroma of the wine wafted in the waves, and Jiang Ling drank a whole jar before he knew it.

There wasn't a single drop of wine poured out of the jar, and when Jiang Ling got up to move the muddy red wine jar, he caught a glimpse of scarlet color.

The blood moon rises, reflecting the clouds and giving birth to some ghosts.

The originally calm sea suddenly became turbulent, with turbid waves rising and falling one after another.

Jiang Ling thought to himself: This posture looks like a monster born out of the world.

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Ling saw a young man with a gentle face standing on the sea, despite the huge waves, he couldn't shake the young man at all, only the sleeves of his clothes were blown by the wind.

The furrowed brows were instantly released, and a look of joy appeared on Jiang Ling's face.He hugged the wine jar, tilted his head, obviously not drunk from a thousand cups, but his voice sounded drunk: "Are you here?"

The man didn't move, didn't even make a sound, as if he didn't notice Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling beckoned to him, and smiled with curved lips: "Stay away, drink with me, I'm happy today, happy to see you."

After saying that, he took out a set of white jade cups from the storage bag, lifted the wine lid, and filled each cup.

The waves on the sea surface surged one after another, and with a "bang", it covered the water surface where Mei Shuyuan was standing, and the people who were standing there disappeared.

Jiang Ling's consciousness swept away, and when the suspicious person slipped away again, a familiar figure stood on the rock, a pair of calm green eyes slid past the wicker chair and mahogany table, and finally landed on Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling held up his wine glass and shook it at Mei Shuyuan, looking at him with a smile on his face.

This smile was gentle and somewhat nostalgic - Jiang Linchuan smiled like this when he saw the young sword spirit for the first time.

Mei Shuyuan, who didn't want to talk to him at first, lowered his eyes. After a long silence, he walked towards Jiangling with a wet and cold air, and stopped when he was three steps away from Jiangling.

Jiang Ling called for someone to come over, but there was no chair provided, the only place where someone could sit was the wicker chair under him.Seeing Mei Shuyuan paused, he moved to the side, patted on the rattan chair, and signaled Mei Shuyuan to sit down on him.

When doing this, he spoke very freely: "I thought you might come again, so I just waited here, but it's really uncomfortable to live in this crappy place, so I added something. You don't mind, do you? "

"..."

Mei Shuyuan stood there without saying a word.

"I set up the spirit formation, will you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Ling couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but his words were sincerely concerned. After all, Mei Shuyuan is now like this, who knows if he will feel uncomfortable with the spirit formation? If he felt uncomfortable, Jiang Ling would definitely have to leave.

"No." Mei Shuyuan shook her head, and finally spoke, her voice was soft and pleasant, as always.

Jiang Ling guessed in his heart that although Mei Shuyuan had forgotten the past at this time, his common sense was still there and his mind was still there. The reason why he didn't open his mouth was probably: unfamiliarity?Want to kill?Lazy to speak?

He chuckled lightly, "Why don't you come and sit down?"

"..."

After repeated invitations, Jiang Ling was blatantly rejected.

Jiang Ling thought about whether to use the beauty trick again, so he threw himself on the ground and took off his clothes. After an in-depth communication, he came to make contact with each other. When recalling the past, Mei Shuyuan took a step forward and walked to the front slowly. His eyes fell on the fine wine in the white jade cup. .

Jiang Ling came back to his senses and understood: "Peach blossom wine, sweet and mellow, articulate and fragrant, but the stamina is a bit strong."

Before he finished speaking, he took a glass of wine and handed it to Mei Shuyuan very readily.

There was no wave in her clear green eyes.

When Jiang Ling delivered it to Mei Shuyuan, he asked, "Do you not believe me?"

Mei Shuyuan raised his hand to pick it up.

"Wait." Jiang Ling took the white jade cup back again, lowered his eyes, pressed it against his lips, and took a sip. When he raised his eyes, there was a layer of water in them, and he looked directly at Mei Shuyuan, "I Tried it, it's fine."

The tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lips slightly, and Jiang Ling handed it to Mei Shuyuan again.

Touching someone else's used cup, if it's a stranger, even if you don't have a cleanliness habit, you can't respond, but if two people do it intentionally, there will be more ambiguity and heartbeat that cannot be explained clearly.

"...for a drink."

"Okay." Jiang Ling agreed, then Shi Shiran picked up the wine glasses, took a sip of each glass of wine, and made a gesture of invitation to Mei Shuyuan, "You can take whichever glass you want, you are welcome."

If the system was here, it would definitely make fun of Jiangling for playing hooligans.

But there were only Jiang Ling and Mei Shuyuan present, Mei Shuyuan would not publicize, and Jiang Ling would never admit that he was playing hooligans—anyway, it was not the first time he had played hooligans to Mei Shuyuan, they used to play "hooligans" on each other.

"No." Mei Shuyuan didn't change the wine glass in his hand, anyway, it doesn't matter whether he changes it or not.

When Jiang Ling suspected that he was going to flirt with his sleeves, Mei Shuyuan raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ling. Under the thin and thick eyelashes, the clear blue eyes were like lake water with an autumn leaf on them, with slight ripples.

as if smiling...

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was nothing in Mei Shuyuan's eyes, only the cup that Jiang Ling's lips touched just pasted it, as if he was going to drink it all in one gulp.

"Stay away, you..." Give Grandpa another smile.

Before he could speak, Mei Shuyuan froze, his fingers trembled, the wine glass fell from his hand, and fell to the ground with a "bang ding".

The white jade cup was made of very good material, it was not broken, it just rolled a few times on the ground.

However, Mei Shuyuan can't hold a cup steadily, which is a very incredible thing in itself.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ling was startled, and when he was about to go over to check, Mei Shuyuan turned sideways, raised his sleeve to cover half of his face, and coughed uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough."

Jiang Ling: "..."

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Jiang Ling's hand froze in mid-air, and he slowly retracted it, holding his chin, with a delicate expression on his face.

With his eyesight, even if Mei Shuyuan covered his face, he could still see the reddish ear pinna under the waterfall of black hair.

"I made you drink in such a hurry." Jiang Ling muttered, "I forgot, you still don't know how to drink..."

When he read the words "can't drink", Jiang Ling was almost amused, if he hadn't worried about Mei Shuyuan's shyness, he would have laughed out loud without restraint.

Some people are born with a good capacity for drinking, and they can drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk. Some people can practice a good capacity for drinking, and some people can drink only one glass all their lives.

Jiang Ling and Mei Shuyuan have been together for several worlds, and they drink small wine when they are happy on weekdays, so he has forgotten that Mei Shuyuan is in the second situation. out of practice.

And when Jiang Ling was in the first world, he once knocked down the little national teacher who was only thirteen or fourteen years old with a glass of wine.

When Jiang Linchuan saw his sword spirit for the first time, he also knocked Xiao Jiu down with a cup.

According to the progress of time, this place is in the ancient world.

In other words, Mei Shuyuan would not drink at all at this time, because after Jiang Linchuan poured Mei Jiu down with a glass of wine, he would never let Mei Jiu drink again.

Turning his mind around, Jiang Ling's thoughts focused on the two words "drunk".The drunk Mei Shuyuan is so cute and well-behaved, she will cling to him, call "brother" sweetly, and let him manipulate her.

There's so much you can do drunk.

As long as Jiang Ling gets Mei Shuyuan drunk, he doesn't have to worry about Mei Shuyuan stabbing someone and choking his neck, he can touch, pinch, and knead as he pleases.You can even kiss, take off your clothes, and have sex after drinking...

Mei Shuyuan is no longer a young boy, Jiang Ling thought.

Then his train of thought slid straight down, to a very weird direction.

Jiang Ling stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at Mei Shuyuan.

Coincidentally, Mei Shuyuan stopped coughing, covered her cheek with her fingers, and looked at Jiangling.

Although his expression was cold enough, there was still some blush between his fingers, and his cold eyes were covered with mist.

It was as if he had seen through all of Jiang Ling's little thoughts.

"Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng!" Jiang Ling's heart was pounding, and the hot air penetrated his whole body, making him very shy.

He quickly patted his face with his hands, trying to take the temperature down.

However, the palm is also hot and numb, and it can't be pressed down at all.

Seeing that Mei Shuyuan was still staring straight at him, Jiang Ling coughed twice, calmly held up the wine glass, put it against his face, and explained: "I drink a little too much, you don't have to worry about it, don't worry about it. "

"Oh." Mei Shuyuan blinked, "It's a bit choking."

The wine was cold, and the white jade cup was delicate and cold, and it felt comfortable against his cheeks. Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and as the temperature dropped a little, he began to laugh: "Drink slowly so you won't choke."

"Here, you're welcome, drink a few more glasses." After saying that, Jiang Ling brought the wine glass that he used to stick to Mei Shuyuan in front of Mei Shuyuan, and he asked cheekily, "Do you want me to feed you?"

"..."

"No need." Mei Shuyuan replied in a calm voice.

When Jiang Ling heard this, he couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart, Mei Shuyuan was obviously drunk when he was a child, and even though he hasn't practiced the capacity for alcohol when he grows up, he won't get dizzy all at once.

That being the case, it is even more impossible to give up.

Jiang Ling persuaded again: "Shouldn't you just have a glass of wine? What are you afraid of? You used to drink very well. I can't drink you every time."

That last sentence is complete nonsense.

Once he started talking nonsense, Jiang Ling couldn't hold back, and kept talking nonsense.

Mei Shuyuan quietly watched the ebb and flow of the tide, and took a long time to reach out to take the wine glass in Jiang Ling's hand.

"That's right." Jiang Ling raised his lips.

"You knew me before?" Mei Shuyuan lowered her head, as if she was going to drink the glass of wine.

Without concealing anything, Jiang Ling replied very positively: "Naturally."

Immediately afterwards, he gestured with his hand and added: "When I first saw you, you were only this tall, slender and beautiful, like a pretty girl. You can still smile, and you look very, very beautiful when you smile. Do you want to smile? "

"I do not believe."

"what?"

"I don't believe in anything I don't remember."

"..."

Comparing his heart with his heart, Jiang Ling himself is not a kind person, and he would not believe someone who appeared suddenly.

"Don't worry." Jiang Ling smiled indifferently and replied, "I have enough patience and time to prove it."

Mei Shuyuan put the wine glass back to the table, took Jiang Ling's hand, and pulled him over.

As soon as Jiang Ling finished speaking, he threw himself into Mei Shuyuan's arms and laughed dumbfoundedly: "What is this for?"

The next moment, his face was held, and something soft was stuck to his lips.

Jiang Ling's eyes widened slightly, looking at Mei Shuyuan who was close at hand with his eyes closed, for a moment he really suspected that he was drunk.

Because he knew very well that even if he seduced Mei Shuyuan as soon as he met, but even if the other party wanted to kill him as soon as he met, he would still be alienated from him.

This alienation was ignored by Jiang Ling's carelessness, or deliberate "casualness".

So Jiang Ling does not expect the other party to respond at present, and can only attack on his own initiative.His thinking is also very clear, first the storm will "beat hard", and then the gentle wind and light rain will accompany him.

So what's going on now.

Jiang Ling recovered quickly, because the hands holding his face were trembling.

Mei Shuyuan let go of him, his breath was entangled, and the smell of wine was intoxicating. After the entanglement, Mei Shuyuan backed away step by step, and his steps were even a little chaotic.

After retreating to a certain distance, Mei Shuyuan raised his hand to cover his lips, and his voice was erratic: "It's still the same feeling..."

"Now I believe it." He murmured, "We probably really know each other."

As soon as the voice fell, the person disappeared again.

This time, he probably ran away again, these words flashed in Jiang Ling's mind.

The first time is raw, the second time is acquaintance, this time Jiang Ling waved towards the sea: "I'll wait for you here."