【Maple Sakura】Breathing doesn't lie

The sea blue light is smudged, from the table and chair furnishings to the decoration are all in shades of blue, at first glance it seems like you are in the bottom of the sea.The soft, low, slightly hoarse female jazz voice echoed, and the atmosphere was decadent but comfortable and lazy.On a Friday night, there are not a few customers in this bar, but almost everyone's eyes are like-minded and keep lingering in the same direction.

──The focus of the gaze is two men with different temperaments at the bar, one is handsome and cold;

The two people who were the center of the focus seemed to be indifferent to the gazes of others, they just sipped and chatted on their own, only to hear the one in the dark and black suit say, "...that's the way it is. "

"Pfft." Shang Fengyue held back her smile, fearing that she might cause another blow to her friend, "Your Curse Master is really...very creative."

"I don't understand what the king means at all." Drank the cup abruptly, and a burst of bitter alcohol rose up. It is rare for a high-spirited person to look downcast, frowning and combing the bangs on his forehead in distress, He roared full of frustration, "Ask me to marry Xiaocui? This is really the worst joke in history."

He squinted his eyes and rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly.Shang Fengyue has always been an elegant person, and she really can't see Fu Ying spoiling the fine wine like this; but she just couldn't bear to stop her, "...Do you think the Cursed World Master is a person who knows how to joke?"

Absolutely not, he would rather believe that tomorrow Fuxie Fumu will be full of cherry blossoms and plum blossoms at the same time, and he does not believe that Wang will be joking, Wang is absolutely serious──but coming to this conclusion just makes Fuying's head hurt even more, " What the hell is the king thinking... I always thought that the king always has his own reasons for doing things, but..."

Shang Fengyue hid her smile by raising her glass and sipping lightly, "Fuying, you are really...you are actually a fan of Cursed World Lord, right? You worship him blindly."

"Wang is a great man! Worth following for the rest of his life!" Fu Ying, who is an honorary civil servant in Huo Zhai, immediately protested loudly.

"...If that's the case, then you should go with it." Shang Fengyue blinked her eyes and said with a wicked smile: "Honestly speaking, there's nothing wrong with it. I think Han Yancui is a good girl. She looks good. She's even more beautiful...although she's still a little short of you."

"It has nothing to do with whether Xiao Cui is a good girl or not!" In front of her friends, she doesn't need to pay special attention to her image. Fuying gave him an annoyed look, then drank the wine in front of her bitterly. Thinking of something, I laughed, "...But if you want to say that you are beautiful, your best friend is the real beauty. Why don't you marry me?"

"What nonsense." Shang Fengyue wasn't angry, but almost laughed, "... I think it's not bad if I marry you."

Fu Ying was having fun, so she reached out to pick Shang Fengyue's chin with her drunkenness, and teased deliberately with a slightly provocative tone: "Tsk tsk tsk, are you shy when I say that the little beauty is extremely good? Come on, give me laugh..."

"Which era are you speaking from! Ahahaha..."

It is true that the posture of the standard romantic nobleman is correct, but Fuying is born pretty and beautiful, and the cold and arrogant posture is just a protective look when facing outsiders. In the eyes of Shang Fengyue, who is very familiar with Fuying, she is clearly a little beauty. My son still has to pretend to be coquettish and cute, so that people can't give birth to the slightest heartbeat, and can only laugh so hard.

Seeing the person lying on the table with a weak smile, Fu Ying simply embraced him in her arms, ignoring the obvious gasps around her, "Hey, Feng Yue, stop laughing, I mean it!"

Shang Fengyue rubbed her sour cheeks, "...Really what?"

"You stay with me, so the king won't force me."

Leaning her eyes sideways, Shang Fengyue reached out and patted Fuying's cheek with distressed expression, "Poor Xiao Fuying, have you lost your mind after drinking too much?"

Fuying pursed her lips, she just leaned on Shang Fengyue and couldn't get up, and emphasized again in a very serious tone, "You should do me a favor."

Shang Fengyue, who was already laughing so weakly just now, pushed the person, but the person who fell in his arms did not move.Fu Ying has always avoided excessive physical contact with people, even the most familiar friends are rarely so close... Is this guy drunk?

"Sakura?"

Shang Fengyue pushed it a few more times, but there was still no response, so she had to shake Fu Ying's shoulders vigorously, and finally the man raised his head with an aggrieved expression, "Xiaoyue is so cold to me..."

──Absolutely drunk.

Although this person's capacity for drinking is not very good, he knows how to cover up and restrain himself, and he has almost never seen him drunk.Thinking about it, he was too slack in front of himself, coupled with the fact that he was really depressed tonight, he accidentally drank too much, and even called him a childhood name that he hadn't called for many years.

This is great... no matter how thin Fuying is, she is still a man, how can she carry this drunk back by herself?

While worrying, the woman's fragrance suddenly hit her nostrils. Shang Fengyue looked up, and saw a voluptuous fiery red figure, with a charming smile on her delicate and fashionable face, holding a glass of champagne-colored tones in her hand. Drinking wine, "Oh, what a coincidence, I wanted to treat this gentleman to a drink...do you need help?"

Shang Fengyue was about to answer, but Fu Ying in his arms suddenly straightened up, Jun's face was full of gentle smiles, and there was no trace of him lying in his arms to play tricks, "You let the beautiful lady be so disappointed, is it true?" The next one shouldn't, why not..."

The fiery girl naturally understood the implication in his words, and she was about to approach with a charming smile, but the wine glass in her hand was intercepted by another person before she handed it out, "Why don't I drink this glass of wine for him." The words fell, He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The other three present were all taken aback for a moment, Fu Ying was the first to come back to her senses, and shouted displeasedly: "What do you mean!"

But Fengxiu didn't answer him, she just turned to the girl and said, "It's too disrespectful for a lady to treat guests, this drink should be a man's responsibility."

Fu Ying was about to swear, but when she stood up, her head turned violently, only then did she realize that she really drank too much. Fortunately, Fengxiu was very quick and quick to grab her into her arms, otherwise at this moment, she would definitely have made a big mistake. Embarrassed.

The undercurrent between the two was raging, so naturally it did not escape the eyes of the other two.Shang Fengyue, who has always been a sensible person, would not meddle in meddling in trouble, and the strange girl was not angry, she just showed a funny smile, and she became more and more radiant, "Of course, it's just... my portion?"

Pressing Fu Ying's shoulders to keep people from getting up, Feng Xiu simply turned her head and ordered to the bartender: "Give this lady a glass of 'Pink Lady'."

The flaming girl blinked her eyes, deliberately ignored Fuying in Fengxiu's arms, and leaned close to Fengxiu's other shoulder flirtatiously, "Then how about changing your name for this glass of wine?"

Fengxiu didn't answer right away, but just took the pink wine glass and handed it to the girl, "Such a beautiful glass of wine should be changed to a lady's name."

"I, love trouble girl Rong." Pressing a slender index finger on the delicate and charming lips, half-closed one eye playfully, love trouble girl Rong chuckled: "Then what should I use in exchange for your name?" ?”

"Next time we meet again, I will tell you." The man in his arms began to squirm restlessly, as if he was looking for a suitable place to practice boxing. Fengxiu hurriedly grabbed him and smiled wryly, "Please forgive me for not being able to Kuju, you have to leave first."

"It's too cunning." Rong, the woman of love and misfortune, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, but smiled again, "Forget it, we will meet again."

Ignoring the other meanings contained in the ordinary words hinted by the love and misfortune girl Rong, Fengxiu just supported Fu Ying with all her strength, and walked out with half support and half hug.After paying the bill, Shang Fengyue hurried over to help, but Fuying didn't seem to have the slightest intention of cooperating, she kept struggling and resisting, "Let go of me! Uh..."

"How did you make him drink like this?" Fengxiu frowned rarely, with a rare displeasure on his always smiling face, "You know he can't drink well."

"This old man, you are also reasonable... If I can persuade him, do I still need to find you?" Shang Fengyue is so innocent.

Frowning, Fengxiu stopped talking, and said threateningly: "Friend Fuying, you don't want me to carry you out, do you? Surely this is not good news for the invincible Marquis of Triumph?"

Too angry at this man's provocative words, but unable to stand up, Fuying could only look up and stare at him, her flushed cheeks were extremely bright, "Let go, I'll go by myself!"

Fengxiu sneered, "I let go now...you just fell to the ground."

"I won't!"

"Then stand up yourself."

"..."

Seeing the stalemate between the two, Shang Fengyue had no choice but to persuade her: "Okay, Xiao Fuying, good boy, we'll help you out, go home, wash and sleep."

"I don't want this person to help me!" He turned his head and was about to pounce on Shang Fengyue.

Fengxiu's face darkened.Once a person who has always been calm and shows no signs of emotion or anger gets angry, it will definitely be overwhelming and terrifying... Although she thinks Fu Ying's drunken state, which she has never seen before, is very cute, but Shang Fengyue asks herself that she is a gentleman who is very knowledgeable about current affairs. He wouldn't be so stupid as to provoke Fengxiu's anger at such a time, "Is there any difference between my help and Fengxiu's help? Be good, go up first."

Fuying wanted to protest, but Fengxiu had already lifted her up, "Hey! Put me down, let go... Fengxiu!!"