Chapter 295: a drunk talk

It is very rude to walk when you are talking.
Miss Jun grinned and shook her head.
"No, I suddenly thought of something else," she said.
Ning Yunyun’s current meaning is to ask her why she wants to drink a bar in a secret set?
The question is quite euphemistic.
"This is different from person to person," she replied.
Master said, what is good to say, his own affairs said that others can not understand, adults can not understand the children, the troubles of children, adults are difficult to understand, today's troubles, tomorrow is not necessarily trouble, tomorrow's troubles, then I will say tomorrow.
Now her thing is to say that others can't understand it.
Ning Yunxiao also laughed and didn't ask again, but drank a big sip of wine and looked at the crescent moon in the night sky.
When he is not in a good mood, he does not like being asked, and he likes to do what he wants quietly.
Put your heart in your heart and put yourself in the ground, then let her do whatever she wants.
They didn't talk anymore, a big mouth drink, a small mouth, a moon, a view of the street, listening to the hustle and bustle of the night market.
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Xiao Ding took back his sight from here.
The young master must be elegant, and the mundane things can only be done by a small man.
He moved to the front of Liu, who was eating fried melon seeds, and piled up his face and smiled.
"Liuer sister," he shouted sweetly.
Liu Er didn't look at him.
"Liu's sister," Xiao Ding smiled, pushing a plate of candied fruit in front of Liu Er, and lowered his voice. "What did you do today?"
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When Ning Yunxiao woke up, the sky was already bright, and his eyebrows were sore, which was the result of a hangover.
In fact, he rarely drinks alcohol. He always feels that drinking is boring. Fengyue can feel guilty and does not have to have alcohol to make it happen.
But it was very interesting to have a drink last night, although there was no hurricane, no like-minded companions, but a girl.
Ning Yunqi raised his hand on his forehead, seemingly to relieve the inapplicability of the drink.
He never thought about drinking with a woman.
And it feels good.
Although I don’t seem to say anything, I drink alcohol, watch street scenes, and eat barbecue.
Ning Yunxiao’s mouth couldn’t help but sway, but then hung down.
She was definitely not good yesterday, I don’t know if a wine can solve thousands of miles.
However, she did not drink, and she drank a little more.
If you look at other people’s drinking, you don’t know if it will be better.
Ning Yunyu stood up, and Xiao Ding from the outside heard the movement and ran in.
"Young Master." He had a bowl of water in his hand.
Yellowish reddish, smells sweet and sour.
what is this?
"This is the powder that Miss Jun gave last night, saying that it can solve the hangover discomfort." Xiao Ding said.
Did she give it? Why don't you remember?
"You have drunk too much, I walked in front, did not see." Xiao Ding laughed.
Ning Yun's look was awkward, and he took the soup bowl and drank it. The entrance was sour, but it made people feel shocked, and the forehead's suffocation disappeared.

Do I drink a lot?
he said.
Is there nothing wrong?

He won't even have this measure?
"Nothing." Xiao Ding was busy shaking his head. "You are a good friend, you look forward and retreat, look and be generous, and you are not drunk at all. Miss Jun said that this is not a drunkenness. It means that people who drink alcohol will have discomfort."
Ning Yunxiao snorted.
"She said it," he said, putting his soup bowl down and rubbing his face with a wet wipe.
"Yeah, Miss Jun said that she couldn't guarantee anything else. She was the most assured of medical treatment. She also said that this medicine was what she had just done and would sell it in Jiulingtang. The young master is the first person to use it." Xiao Dingxiao Hehe said.
"It seems that I am really drunk." Ning Yunxi said, throwing the wipes to Xiaoding.
Otherwise, she said so much, she didn't remember anything at all.
Xiao Ding put down the wet wipes, prepared hot water on the side, and watched Ning Yunxiao play a boxing box in the house.
The gentleman's six arts, the scholars are not too delicate, the horse-riding archery dance Jianqin chess and painting are all to get the hand.
Ning Yun’s fists ended, and he sweated out of his body. He took off his clothes and wiped it with hot water. Xiao Ding took clean clothes and waited.
"Young Master, I still know one thing," he said with a smile.
Ning Yunxiao did not look at his cloak and put on his coat.
"I know where Miss Jun went yesterday." Xiao Ding continued.
Ning Yunxiao snorted.
"Miss Jun went to see Princess Jiuli getting married." Xiao Ding couldn't wait to say.
Ning Yunxiao screamed again, and his movements slowed down.
Yesterday was the day when Lu Qianhu and Princess Jiuli were married. Half of the people in the city went to see the excitement. It was really interesting for a girl.
But when I saw it, why didn't I be happy?
He remembered a few conversations that seemed to have happened last night.
"Do you have any troubles?"
The girl asked him sideways.
Ning Yunxiao seriously thought about it and shook his head.
"Not really," he said.
It stands to reason that when a person asks you if there is anything, it is actually saying that you have, and expecting you to come together with joy or sorrow.
The most reasonable and considerate answer is to say that you have it, and then discuss it together to resolve the other's emotions.
But he did not answer, he really did not.
His origins in his genius, all of them let him go smoothly and want to do things, if you have to say that there are troubles, it is just that the young people do not know what to say.
That is not annoying at all. When I was a teenager, I said that it was ridiculous. It is ridiculous to say that it is strong now.

Is this answer very ill?
Ning Yunxiao smiled.
Is it like not showing off?

Many people in the world have more or less troubles, or they are suffering from greed, grievances and hatreds for survival or desire. People who can't find troubles like him are really enviable, even hate.
Especially when this person is troubled and has troubles.
There is no way to continue this topic, and other people will probably go or swear.
He remembered that the girl did not go to the sleeves, but laughed.
"I didn't have it before." She also replied earnestly.
Thinking of this, Ning Yun's mouth fluttered, and the belt was quickly fastened. Xiao Ding had already brought the shoes half a squat, and Ning Yunqi sat down to raise his feet.
"That troubles are not born or permanent, but there are births and deaths. There is no such thing as not being used now. Now there is no representative of the future. If you have troubles, you will solve your troubles." He remembered laughing.
"Can't solve it?" Miss Jun asked very seriously.
"Then wait." Ning Yun said.
Speaking of this, Miss Jun laughed again, and raised a glass of wine at him. He sipped a big drink at the jug, and she still tasted it.
"Young Master, do you say that Miss Jun is not happy because she saw that she was being treated with her own feelings?"
Xiao Ding’s voice came and interrupted Ning Yun’s thoughts.
Seeing others feel happy with themselves?

What do you feel about yourself?
he asked, standing up.
Xiao Ding stood down and lowered his voice.
"Miss Jun was originally going to be married to the young master..." he said, "but this marriage is not gone."
"Nonsense." Ning Yun said with a frown, "She is so boring."
Is this boring? Want to be married is very boring? Boring, you still remember the girl every day.
Xiao Ding grinned his head.
Ning Yun smashed his feet and took care of his clothes.
"Well, I will go see the gentleman," he said.
Xiao Ding was busy on the table and took the books and notes that had already been placed and handed it to Ning Yunyu, watching Ning Yunxiao go out.
"You haven't eaten yet, Master." He suddenly remembered and shouted.
"Don't eat." Ning Yun's voice came from outside, and people have walked away along the winding road.
The road is densely shaded, with centuries-old trees scattered, and the summer is more secluded.
Ning Yunxiao's footsteps slowed down for a moment, looked at the bookstore in front, listening to the faint reading, and frowned slightly.
Is her trouble really because of this?

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