Rong Yuetianhuan was not polite, and sat opposite him with a big golden sword, looking at the wine gourd in his hand, his eyes lit up: "Cousin Eighth, what kind of good wine is this? I want to drink it too!"

Rong Yuetianlan said: "Get your cup...???

Rong Yuetianhuan scratched his scalp: "Cousin Eighth, I have never liked to bring those pieces of stuff. Alas, it's a pity that Chen Yue is not here, otherwise he would have prepared a cup for me."

He stared at the wine gourd again: "Are you blowing the bottle? Give me a few sips." He looked somber on his face: "I feel a little angry, and I urgently need to use wine to pour it..."

Rong Yuetianlan looked up at him and cared for a rare thing: "What kind of fire is there in your heart?"

Rong Yuetianhuan looked at him with a pair of eyes like a searchlight: "You sent Chen Yue last night, why didn't you come up? What did you two... have you... have given birth?"

Rong Yuetianlan frowned slightly and asked quietly: "What can I have with him?"

He looked so upright and obviously didn't do anything bad. Rong Yuetianhuan scratched his scalp again and felt that he was really thinking too much. He said, "This... why haven't you come back? The little princess you brought is really noisy. She kept crying and even knocked her legs to make you hug her, but you didn't come back. The little girl was almost in a state of grievance and tears..."

Rong Yuetianlan raised her eyebrows: "Did she break her legs by herself?"

"Of course! Do you think I kowtowed her?! I'm not interested in this kind of tender flower! By the way, cousin Eighth, I think the little girl should fall in love with you, you are also very good to her. Are you...hehe?" Rong Yuetianhuan's last voice said a little bit obscene.

Rong Yuetianlan glanced at him, ignored his question, and said only: "She is still a minor girl!"

Well, it's too early to talk about this. Rong Yue Tianhuan put this aside for a while, looked up at the moon in the sky, and suddenly sighed: "Eighth cousin, I'm in love..."

Rong Yuetianlan knew that this cousin had always been romantic, so he said this naturally was not surprising at all: "Which girl did you fall in love with again this time?"

Rong Yuetianhuan shook his head and cried: "It's not a girl this time..."

Rong Yuetianlan raised his eyebrows and looked at him. After he continued to say it, he said something shocking: "I...I probably broke my sleeves. I liked men and I can't forget him for a moment..."

Rong Yuetianlan's heart beat, and he vaguely guessed the person he liked: "Who is that man?"

"Chen Yue!" Rong Yuetianhuan said two words.

The wine gourd in Rong Yuetianlan's hand fell to the ground—
Chapter completed!