The wine girl is indeed a wine girl.

A reason that Balian made up casually, she accepted it as a matter of course.

Bailian couldn't help but worry about Li Jiujiu's actions tomorrow.

He was silent for another moment, then handed her herbal tea to soothe her throat: "What did you dream about just now?"

Li Jiujiu didn't know why, it was obviously the first time he met the person in front of him, but he was somehow able to let go of his guard against him for no reason.

She took the tea and took a sip, feeling much better.

Li Jiujiu looked at Balian and asked strangely: "How do you know that I have a dream?"

Balian asked instead, "What kind of dream did you have?"

Perhaps it was Bailian's extremely rigorous analysis of the question that calmed Li Jiujiu. In addition, the look on his face when he asked the question was not curiosity, but seriousness, which made Li Jiujiu dare not take it seriously.

She had no choice but to patiently tell her what she had dreamed about in her dream.

It's strange. In the past, when Li Jiujiu had dreams, most of his memories were blurry and difficult to recall when he woke up.

But tonight's dream requires no recall at all. Every detail is vividly remembered, as if it was a real event that just happened.

Tonight...it's really weird.

After patiently listening to Li Jiujiu's description, Bailian nodded thoughtfully: "You don't have to think too much about what happened tonight. Just go to bed early."

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…

"Bang!" The bedside table was knocked over by a huge force, and the porcelain bowl containing the meat soup fell to pieces on the ground.

Chi Wenyan stood coldly between the beds, his eyes, which were always as warm as spring rain, now looked as cold as snakes.

He was holding a long and bright red tongue in his right hand, and the blood stained his entire palm and sleeves red, dripping and dripping, dyeing the floor red and shrill.

"Why don't you just want to listen?" he asked quietly.

The bed was covered with mottled blood. At some point, young lady Hui Wuniang broke away from the two ropes with her arms, but her body became even weaker, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and she fell limply between the beds with blood in her mouth.

He kept gushing out, looking miserable and pitiful.

Chi Wenyan coldly threw away the tongue in his hand, grabbed her hair, and brought her in front of him. He laughed nervously, his voice full of teasing, ridicule, and anger.

"Why are you so unbehaved? You even risk your own life to ask for help. Are you stupid? Those people are not related to you. You have to risk your own life to remind those ignorant people.

Something good or bad?”

Chi Wenyan's face gradually peeled off the gentle and polite skin and became distorted, like a ghost:

"I'm so good to you, why do you have to be mean! Why do you have to be mean!
Chapter completed!