The Supreme Spy

Xue Wantong moved her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

She raised the wine bottle and drank all the remaining wine in one sip.

But there seemed to be faint tears in his eyes.

Xue Wantong stood up, smashed the bottle out from a distance, and then turned her head: "One more bottle."

Qin Yang and Xue Wantong had drunk, knowing that she had a good drinking capacity, anyway, today was just getting drunk, Qin Yang was too lazy to persuade her, opened the second bottle and handed it to her.

"I can't carry it anymore. I'm sleepy, drunk, and want to sleep, so I went to sleep in the car. After drinking so much alcohol, I wouldn't dare to drive anymore. I will go down the mountain when I wake up tomorrow.

"it is good!"

Xue Wantong took the wine bottle and held it in her hand, just looking at the lights from down the mountain to the distant city, with a dazed expression on her face.

Qin Yang picked up a braised chicken wing and gnawed it slowly, not knowing where it was floating.

"Qin Yang, you are a cultivator, what is your life like?"

The two battles between Qin Yang and Danny, especially the second one, made Qin Yang's identity as a practitioner known to everyone in the school, so naturally Xue Wantong wouldn't know it.

Qin Yang's chewing of chicken wings slowed down, his voice was somewhat erratic.

"My life? Full of uncertainty and danger..."

"Danger?"

Xue Wantong certainly didn't understand the danger, and asked curiously: "If you want to get drunk in danger, do you want to find a place that others don't know?"

Qin Yang sighed softly, "Yes, otherwise, it will be difficult to keep me drunk, and I may never wake up again."

Xue Wantong opened her eyes wide: "I can't wake up, what do you mean?"

"Just dead."

Qin Yang replied simply and clearly, and immediately explained: "In our world, grievances and grievances come more directly, you know, since I entered school, at least four or five life and death crises have been experienced each time. They almost die, but ordinary people don’t know it..."

Xue Wantong looked at Qin Yang in surprise. She couldn't understand Qin Yang's world. She bit her lip. She moved her position to Qin Yang's side and hit Qin Yang with her shoulder.

"Tell me about these things, I'm very curious..."

Qin Yang thought for a while. It seemed that these things were not something that he couldn't talk about. Besides, how could he not accumulate some negative emotions in his heart?

If not, he would not drink here anymore.

"Okay, it's okay anyway, I'll tell you, um, where do you want to tell this story? Let me talk about my master first. My master is a very powerful practitioner and the contemporary lord of the hidden gate. ..."

Qin Yang talked about his master's affairs, Wen Yuyan's affairs, Han Qingqing's affairs, and the enemies and opponents he faced, from the first Li family, to Situ Xiang, to Lu Tiansheng. , To the black hand...

Xue Wantong opened her eyes wide and listened very fascinated, her eyes full of novelty.

For her, this is a whole new world, an unknown world, and everything in it is dangerous, but this does not hinder her expectations. After all, she is just a person who listens to stories.

Qin Yang talked and drank. When he talked about it later, he also drank almost, piecemeal, and then Xue Wantong also talked about her, talked about her childhood, talked about her father, said those who coveted her beauty Those who were lusty and those who wanted to take care of her, Xue Wantong began to cry as he said.

Watching Xue Wantong cry, Qin Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder to comfort him, but the next second, Xue Wantong threw himself into his arms, put his arms around his neck, and started crying loudly.

In the later memories, Qin Yang was a little fuzzy, with only a few fuzzy fragments.

He drank too much alcohol. He drank a lot of beer in the first hot pot before, and then another person drank a bottle of liquor. It seemed that he drank a lot of beer. The whole person was completely fragmented.

When Qin Yang woke up, he found himself lying on the back seat of the car. Qin Yang shook his head, and found that his head seemed to be stuffed with a knife, and his headache was splitting.

Qin Yang sat up from the back seat and saw Xue Wantong.

She sat in the co-pilot position, put the chair down, and then leaned on it, sleeping soundly, her beautiful face looked extremely peaceful.

Qin Yang raised his hand to check the time. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. Qin Yang felt that he was sore in his waist and back. After all, he was definitely not comfortable sleeping on a large bed in the sleeping car. The backache is strange.

Qin Yang sat up from the chair, reached out and rubbed the temples on both sides.

How long have you been drinking yesterday?

Why did you sleep behind here?

Qin Yang thought hard, but found that it was completely useless. Just when Qin Yang was about to give up, several blurry pictures flashed through his mind.

Qin Yang's hand stopped suddenly, and his eyes widened by two minutes.

Xue Wantong leaned on her shoulders, listening to her own stories about the circle of practitioners, telling stories about her own life and death...

Xue Wantong was crying, patted her shoulder, comforted her...

Xue Wantong threw herself into her arms, lay her arms around her and cried loudly...

In the car, Xue Wantong sat on top of him, holding his face in both hands, staring at herself with an expression, and one of her hands... uh, went deep under her sweater...

and many more!

Qin Yang still vaguely remembered the first few memories, it seemed that there was something like this, but what happened to this last picture?

Did you do anything to Xue Wantong?

Isn't Xue Wantong in the front row?

Is this my own illusion, my own dream, or something that really happened?

Qin Yang felt a bit of horror in his heart, and the unknown fear caused by the fragments made him extremely unreliable.

I drank a lot of wine with Xue Wantong yesterday. Maybe I didn't do that with her, right?

Qin Yang sniffed lightly and checked it carefully. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. He was sure that he did not have a relationship with her after drinking.

Qin Yang hugged his head and tried to recall the possible scenes before and after the scene, but it was in vain~www.readwn.com~ He really couldn't remember, even the scene was hazy, fragmented, and a little fuzzy. Yes, but the image at that moment seems to be real.

In the end what happened?

Qin Yang looked at Xue Wantong, who was still asleep, gently opened the door, opened the trunk, took out a bottle of mineral water, drank half of it, and poured the remaining half on his face.

The cold mineral water awakened Qin Yang's mind for a moment. He rubbed his face indiscriminately and exhaled a long breath.

I seemed to talk a lot last night, and it seemed to talk a lot of private things, but I can’t remember exactly what we talked about...

What a headache.

Will ask her later, uh, or tentatively ask her?

PS:

Fourteenth, I haven't given up yet~ Try to rescue it again~

Monthly pass, monthly pass, monthly pass~