Drunk...novel ideas...making a big noise...
Chen Yuan was slightly dazed for a moment, and he couldn't help but imagine this scene in his mind: he chased Luo Jiujiang and braided his hair and tied it into bows for others. After doing it for hundreds of times, even Luo Jiujiang couldn't stand it anymore, so he tied himself to a tree while he was drunk...
If that was the case, he really had no reason to blame Luo Jiujiang, and he should even feel guilty and short of breath - in terms of number, he still owed the other party more than a hundred!
Seeing that Chen Yuan was in a trance, Han Qianling took the initiative to lead him to wash and clean himself up. Chen Yuan gave him a grateful look and walked away slowly with a dragging and shaking step, as if his soul had left his body.
Luo Jiujiang was left standing there alone, twisting the ends of his braids and feeling something was amiss. When Han Qianling came back, he grabbed him and whispered, "What did we do that was outrageous? Was he really the one who kept grabbing me and wanted to braid my hair all over?"
Han Qianling suppressed his laughter, lowered his head slightly, and imitated Luo Jiujiang in lowering his voice, saying quietly, "You ran to the sky with him, saying you wanted to pick the moon for me."
Luo Jiujiang looked up in bewilderment, and Han Qianling returned his gaze with a helpless look. His voice was filled with regret, and he emphasized, "I can't even stop him."
Luo Jiujiang: “…”
"What about the braid? Who braided it for me?" Luo Jiujiang came back to his senses and regained his train of thought. "Was it you?"
Han Qianling neither nodded nor admitted it. He just smiled and said, "Why me?"
"I still remember one time when we were little..." Luo Jiujiang cleared his throat, "I only tied three or four small buns on your head, and you came in the middle of the night and braided my whole hair. You've been learning how to tie flower knots from the island's female workers since you were little. I just pulled it, and it's loose on the outside and tight on the inside. It's your technique—and why does Chen Yuan carry hundreds of red hairbands with him? Is he a pervert?"
Han Qianling couldn't help laughing: "If I said that the less hair you have now is the leftover hair from the first time, would you believe me? You had too little hair back then, so I bought too many hair ties and made a mistake in my estimation. I still regret it to this day."
Luo Jiujiang nodded at first, then quickly realized what was happening and gritted his teeth, "Why should I believe it? You braided dozens of braids for me back then, and they were all green!"
Han Qianling chuckled and shrugged, then fell directly onto Luo Jiujiang's shoulder.
"Very good, very good, you remember it all. I'm sure you haven't forgotten the image of yourself, like a tender bud in spring, when you looked at yourself in the mirror."
Luo Jiujiang wanted to kick him, but seeing Han Qianling so happy, he couldn't bear it. He sighed helplessly, holding Han Qianling, who was half pressed on him, with one hand, and with the other hand, he plucked the red satin from the end of his hair.
"You said that on purpose... Alas, Brother Chen Yuan is honest. I'm afraid you still think he has a bad drinking habit. I'll explain it later."
"It's better not to." Han Qianling raised his hand and pressed Luo Jiujiang's other shoulder. Before he took his chin off Luo Jiujiang's shoulder, his voice returned to seriousness and emphasis, "Do you know why I braided over a hundred of your hair?"
Luo Jiujiang was stunned, then calmed down and listened to his profound remarks.
"Jiujiang," Han Qianling finally distanced himself from Luo Jiujiang. He placed his hands on Luo Jiujiang's shoulders, his expression grave. "You were too drunk and tied Chen Yuan to a tree like a bow—he was still in that state when he woke up in the morning."
Luo Jiujiang: “…”
"And while you were picking the moon, you mistook his eyes for the moon itself and reached out to touch them. Didn't you notice that Master Chen Yuan blinked more frequently today than usual? There's nothing wrong with a strange beast having its eyes touched; it just might be because they're dry."
Luo Jiujiang: “…”
"Now," Han Qianling said softly, "are you still going to tell him what happened to your braid?"
"...I won't say anymore." Luo Jiujiang shook his head silently. After a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Besides this, what else did I do?"
Upon hearing this question, Han Qianling's smile deepened three points.
"As for the answer to this question... I have to go into the tent first, undress and show you the marks." Han Qianling's voice was not only gentle as spring water, but also sweeter than autumn honey. "Jiujiang, I really like you getting drunk."
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