Yan Mojiu hugged Meng Mingxuan and walked into the romantic private room. He glanced at Nie Yang who was standing next to Lu Jingqian with a smile.
"Brother Jiu, let's cut the New Year's Eve cake first."
Nie Yang yelled in a low voice, "What's wrong with being a younger brother and taking advantage of his older brother?"
"Since it's a New Year's Eve cake, why cut it? Just keep it as a treasure." Yan Mojiu looked at the two words on the cake, raised his hand to take the knife handed to him by Nie Yang, and threw it into the trash can.
"Ah?" Nie Dongyang heard this for the first time, "Then how do we eat the cake?"
"There's no cake for you, so you can eat air."
Nie 떚む: “…”
“Hahahahahahaha…”
Everyone burst into laughter instantly.
In the lively atmosphere, Yan Mojiu picked up the cake spoon, scooped a small piece from the edge of the cake, and put it into his mouth.
He turned his head and leaned over to Meng Mingxuan.
Meng Mingxuan's cheeks were burning, but she had to open her mouth slightly to show courtesy, so he kissed her right on the spot.
He spread the cream on her lips and stood up to admire her blushing face.
“So sweet.”
Meng Mingxuan's heart was already beating faster, but Nie Yang was still stirring up trouble: "Brother Jiu, which is sweeter, the cake or my sister-in-law?"
"Mind your own business and go kiss your own wife."
"Hmm!"
Nie 떚む pulled Lu Jingqian over and kissed her. Lu Jingqian raised her hand, but he held her wrist tightly.
Today is a good day for Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan to get their marriage certificate, and Lu Jingqian endured it silently.
He seemed to have eaten sugar and tasted like green tea.
"I'm going to take care of something. Please take care of her for me." Yan Mojiu waited until Nie Yang finished kissing her before handing Meng Mingxuan to Lu Jingqian.
Lu Jingqian took out a wet wipe and wiped her red lips, then threw it into the trash can, "Okay."
Nie Yang's eyes turned red from being stimulated.
Feng Yilin watched Yan Mojiu walk out of the private room, his eyes flashed slightly, and he followed him out.
In this kind of day, what important matter could make Brother Nine have to take time off to deal with it?
"I'll go burn incense." Yan Mojiu stood at the elevator door and his eyes swept across Feng Yilin's face.
Feng Yilin: “…”
Before getting in the car, Feng Yilin thought his ninth brother was joking.
Jiu Ye has been very successful in love lately and has become much more humorous.
It was not until Yan Mojiu fastened his seat belt and told Xu Li to go to the 꺶Jue Temple that Feng Yilin turned his head with a strange expression and looked at his ninth brother.
"I told you, go burn incense."
Feng Yilin was silent for a moment, "Ninth Brother never believed this."
Is there any special reason?
Yan Mojiu didn't say anything.
After a while, he said calmly, "If someone from Kyoto wants to kill Mingxuan, who do you think is the most suspicious?"
Feng Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was asking for peace for his sister-in-law.
"Apart from that mother and daughter, I can't think of anyone else." The sister-in-law is the only lifeline for the ninth brother. If anything happens to the sister-in-law, the ninth brother will go crazy.
As soon as Feng Yilin finished speaking, he felt a strong murderous intent, like a spark, exploding in the small space inside the car.
He looked at Yan Mojiu, who was covered with a layer of ice and snow. Even someone as strong as him couldn't help but feel a little chill.
"Why is Yu Tiantian in Kyoto?" Yan Mojiu suddenly raised his cold eyes.
Feng Yilin paused for a moment, "I saw that my sister-in-law was very bothered by Yu Tiantian, so I bribed her with money and asked her to pester Yan Shaoting."
Yan Mojiu fell silent again.
Feng Yilin was a little worried.
"Don't do anything unnecessary." Yan Mojiu's expression became warmer. He knew Feng Yilin was doing this for him. "You are mine. What you do is no different from what I do. If your sister-in-law knew that you did this to Yan Shaoting, how would she look at you and me?"
"I'm sorry, Brother Jiu, I will explain everything to Yu Tiantian and let her go back to Lincheng." In front of Yan Mojiu, Feng Yilin admitted his mistake very quickly.
Yan Mojiu didn't say much about this matter, and instead ordered: "Find a way to install a bug in Yan Shaoting's phone, and I'll take care of it."
"Okay, Brother Nine."
Yan Mojiu said nothing more, and leaned against the back seat with his eyes closed, until Xu Li gently reminded him that they had arrived at the Jiujue Temple. Only then did he open his eyes, get off the car and walk up the mountain.
Feng Yilin was not allowed to go upstairs, so Xu Li waited at the bottom of the hall.
After a while, Feng Yilin received a call from Nie 떚む놅 questioning him.
"Who did Brother Jiu take you to kill?" Nie Yang became jealous when he found out Feng Yilin was not around.
This dog actually told Brother Jiu a secret, and didn't even tell him about Tang Jun.
"Kill your wife."
"roll."
His wife was by his side just fine.
Feng Yilin slowly looked towards the scenic 놅껚峰, "Brother Nine is burning incense."
"?"
What to burn?
At that moment, Nie Yang suspected that he was aging prematurely and was hallucinating.
…
In the private room, a group of people were very enthusiastic. Meng Mingxuan took a few sips of red wine with them and looked towards the door frequently.
It seemed that Nie Boyang had gone on a phone call, and Feng Yilin was not there either.
Lu Jingqian looked at Meng Mingxuan's worried expression and chuckled, "Are you so inseparable?"
"Kyoto is not as good as Lincheng, so I can't help but worry." Meng Mingxuan looked at Lu Jingqian, "Nie Wangyang and the others are considered to be the best in the Beijing circle, but they were still exiled to Lincheng for three years."
Lu Jingqian's smile faded a little.
After a moment, she laughed again: "Three years can change a lot of things."
"You are different from Duan Ni." Meng Mingxuan said.
"What's the difference? They're all girls, and they're all easily bullied..." Lu Jingqian fell silent as she watched someone appear at the door of the private room.
Meng Mingxuan saw Nie Boyang approaching with a look of doubt on his face and sitting down next to Lu Jingqian.
"Sissi, slap me."
Lu Jingqian smiled. You still have this request?
'Snap.'
She raised her hand to satisfy him.
There was silence in the room for a moment, and dozens of people looked at Nie Yang, but soon looked away and continued to laugh and play finger-guessing games and drink.
Nie Yang touched his painful cheek and said, "If you scold me again, please do it."
"You bastard, you bastard." Lu Jingqian did as he wished.
Meng Mingxuan witnessed the two people's magic: "..."
"I didn't dream, nor did I hear any auditory hallucinations." Nie 떚む said to himself.
So Brother Nine really went to the temple to burn incense.
Then he suddenly realized what was happening and pulled Lu Jingqian into his arms, "I asked you to fan me, and you really did it?"
"What about fake fans? I'm not very good at it."
"I asked you to curse once, and you cursed twice."
"The extra sentence is a gift, no thanks."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan laughed non-stop.
Looking at Nie Yang's frustrated expression like a dog, Lu Jingqian couldn't help but laughed.
"Wife, baby." Seeing her smile, Nie Yang immediately rubbed his head against her neck.
"Stop shouting." Lu Jingqian pushed him.
The door of the private room was suddenly kicked open by 꺶꺆.
Seeing the person coming in, the group of people fell silent, but soon they all stood up and blocked Meng Mingxuan.
Meng Mingxuan's sight was immediately completely blocked.
"Brother Shaoxiang, why are you free to play with us today?"
A fellow from the Beijing circle who had met Yan Shaoxiang twice came forward to greet him with a smile.
Yan Shaoxiang smiled lewdly: "Who wants to play with you? I'm looking for my beautiful sister-in-law to play with. Haven't you heard of that classic saying? Nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing is more fun than..."
"Little bastard, my ninth brother is not here right now, but we are not dead yet."
Tang Jun has been in a bad mood recently, and Yan Shaoxiang has run into trouble, so he swung the bottle and smashed it at Yan Shaoxiang.
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