Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Chapter 153 1 green smoked ink dye (22)

She watched the patrol move away, changed direction, and took off her night clothes.

At this time, she was just glad that she didn't take off her cheongsam.

Folding all the night clothes to reduce the space as much as possible, she placed it in the corner of the rockery, and then straightened out the folds in her clothes.

Pulling away the random strips of cloth from her hair.

In an instant, all the soft hair fell on her shoulders.

...That's good. She still needs a light, and then she can appear in front of Pei Jiu and say that she came out to take a look because she couldn't sleep at night.

Such an encounter would have happened before Pei Jiu entered the room.

As long as he's drunk... he probably won't think too much.

No matter how sane a person is, he doesn't know what it will be like when he is drunk.

Thinking this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the tip of her nose twitched.

Smells like alcohol?

So thick!

He turned around suddenly and saw no one.

She boldly took a look in front of the rockery.

I found the handsome young man leaning on the rockery, his eyes slightly closed as he seemed to be really drunk, with a thin blush on his cheeks.

"..."

She turned around, she had to find the light first!

"Well... my head hurts..."

"..." Looking for a light.

"Stomach hurts..."

Lu Jian: "..."

Don't let her listen anymore.

Is she a soft-hearted person?

Three minutes later.

"Young Marshal?"

She was just worried that something going wrong with him at this point would affect the plot.

Ning Qi: Do you ever care about the plot? You——

Lu Jian: Please shut up!

His black hair was a little messy in front of his forehead, but his uniform was still neat. Sitting on the ground, it was inevitably stained by some dust. His cold white skin looked even clearer under the moonlight.

The reddish cheeks and blurred eyes seemed to be filled with something hazy, as if they were a little bewildered.

"what……"

He slowly raised his hand and gently curled Lu Jian's hair that was hanging down because he was bent over. He seemed to be really confused and thinking seriously.

Then he suddenly raised the corners of his rose lips, lowered his eyebrows, and hooked her waist with his other hand.

Lu Jian was caught off guard and pulled down by him. He could only hold his hands on the ground, looked at him with some confusion, and said, "What are you doing -"

"Beautiful little beauty..." He murmured, his smile tainted with a hint of drunkenness.

He sniffed Lu Jian's neck and chuckled softly.

The warm breath brushed against her skin, making her slightly uncomfortable and wanting to retreat.

But the hand trapped behind her waist was extremely firm and strong, allowing her to maintain only such an awkward posture.

really...

If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have come!

"Come home with me." He whispered softly, with a soft and caring tone.

"...?" She paused and raised her head in surprise, "What?"

A slight cool breeze blew through the hair on his forehead. He looked completely different from his usual appearance. He seemed to have a softer youthful air.

"Be my wife and come home with me..."

"I will be good to you forever."

Her breath was filled with the refreshing smell of alcohol, and in her eyes was the boy with crooked eyebrows, sniffing her hair.

When the moonlight shone from behind, her shadow was reflected on his body, making it look like they were overlapping.

The boy, who was almost completely covered by her shadow, raised his head slightly and slowly moved closer to her.

Then, thin lips slowly touched the corner of her lips, just like a dragonfly touching water.

Only then did Lu Jian react. He covered his mouth with his hand and said with an unkind expression, "Young Marshal, it's getting late. Should we go back?"

"Aren't you going back with me?"

He said slowly, "I won't leave unless -"

"I will go with you." She said, "So can you let me go first? This position makes my waist very tired."

"Come home with me, will you be my wife?" He asked with a smile and tilted his head, looking a bit cute and well-behaved.

But he let her go obediently.

Lu Jian patted the dirt on his hands, and then tried to pull Pei Jiu up.

"I already am, young marshal."

"Although I was bought back, I am not considered a wife, but I should be considered a..." Lover?

"Okay, ma'am~" The corners of his lips curved deeply, and his drunken eyes seemed to be reflected in the moonlight, glowing a little, which was the truest happiness.

This made Lu Jian stunned again.

Forget it, don't argue with drunkards.

She held her forehead and had to get Pei Jiu back first.

She looked left and right, where was that group of patrols just now?

She needs someone to take Pei Jiu back.

Her ankle had just been injured during the day, and it would definitely not recover at night.

Because I had just exercised strenuously, I was feeling a dull pain again.

Moreover, she is physically limited in this world and is not very strong. Unlike the Zombie King, who has a body full of power, she is very weak.

Coming to the north and not being acclimatized is already the biggest improvement.

It was a bit difficult for her to take Pei Jiu back.

Lu Jian gritted his teeth and saw no one at all.

It’s true that you always encounter them when you don’t want to see them, and they disappear when you want to see them.

What kind of law is this?

Having no other choice, she stretched out her hand towards Pei Jiu, "Young Marshal, can you leave by yourself?"

Pei Jiu squinted his eyes, raised his head slightly, and leaned his head on the rockery. His smile was a little lazy, "No, I want to kiss."

"Kiss me, ma'am, and I can stand up."

Lu Jian's forehead almost formed a cross. She suspected that Pei Jiu was drunk and just liked to take advantage.

But after she said this, the young man in front of her looked hurt and about to cry.

"Aren't you...my wife?" He choked.

Lu Jian:......

Lu Jian: I don’t want to be now, I am Xu Junda.

Pei Jiu would not make such an expression when he was sober.

Now Lu Jian believed it, this guy was really drunk.

She leaned down and kissed the side of Pei Jiu's face, "Can you stand up by yourself?"

"Okay~"

Without even swaying his body, he stood in front of her and put his head on her shoulder.

"I'm so dizzy, I miss you so much..."

"You don't want to vomit!" she said firmly.

The drunkard didn't say that, "No, I feel dizzy and I really want to kiss you."

"..."

Where Lu Jian couldn't see, there was no confusion in Pei Jiu's squinted eyes?

He did drink a lot of wine, but it only made him a little confused, not unconscious.

He had never met anyone who drank better than himself.

Because the other people he asked out in the restaurant had already drank until they vomited.

Even Qu Shuhe, who was determined not to drink, was given a few drinks and became drunk again.

He felt refreshed and enjoyed himself, so he came back.

but……

I always feel that when I lean next to her like this.

That's the real feeling, like fireworks exploding in my heart.

He had felt this way countless times just now.