The merman brother bit me again

Chapter 47 Waiting for me obediently here.

Fusu didn't have the slightest sense of crisis where he was, the whole shark seemed to be soaked in a drunk peach blossom wine jar, his face was dyed peach blossom red.

The slightly raised bead in the center of the lips is very obvious, and every time a transparent bubble is spit out, the arc of the bead becomes more obvious.

It's hard to look away.

After a while, Lin Weixu finally blinked and sat back.

She propped her chin lazily, and slowly looked at the little shark lying on the table, and suddenly became interested, she stretched out her finger and poked a transparent blister he had just spat out.

A thin layer of bubble film was punctured all of a sudden.

The watery light stuck to the little shark's lips, making it more moist and crimson.

Fusu didn't seem to feel anything strange, with drooping eyelids, he stretched out his hand to touch the side in a daze, and wanted to put the wine glass in his pocket.

Lin Weixu had no choice but to hold his hand, and said in a low voice, "Fusu, don't drink."

Fusu heard her speak, raised his face, and looked at her solemnly, as if he had something important to say to her, "My lord——"

Lin Weixu met his gaze, and responded lightly.

In the next moment, Fusu had a belch and lay back limply.

Lin Weixu: "..."

Forget it.

She didn't expect the guy to do anything when he was drunk.

When Lin Weixu retracted his gaze, he happened to meet Wen Qian who was sitting next to him.

Lin Weixu seemed to be able to guess what Wen Qian would say, and didn't want her to stop her, "Shut up."

Wen Qian's eyes were meaningful, and he poured a glass of wine without refuting anything.

At this time, a communication came from outside the banquet, saying that Prince Beizhao had come.

Lin Weixu raised his eyes and saw Cheng Que, the prince of Beizhao whom he hadn't seen for several years, walking towards the banquet.

Compared with the young senior brother who always loved to play around with her when he was studying under the master, Cheng Que has obviously become a lot more mature and stable now, holding the noble posture of a prince of a country, with a majestic aura.

In fact, Lin Weixu and Cheng Que didn't have any deep hatred, after all, they were from the same school, and it's not that Lin Weixu didn't deal with anyone.

Before Cheng Que returned to Beizhao that year, two years after her master passed away, Cheng Que asked her to go back to Beizhao with him, but Lin Weixu refused, and then Cheng Que threatened her with all kinds of difficulties from Beizhao's forces, just wanting to make her Bring back Bei Zhao.

But from beginning to end, Lin Weixu did not agree.

Then... Cheng Que has been against her ever since.

Even if they met later at the ceremony of diplomatic relations between the envoys of the two countries, Cheng Que never took her seriously.

For these years, Lin Weixu has always felt that she and Cheng Que are not in conflict with each other. Since she was taken care of by Cheng Que as a younger sister for a long time when she was a child, she will not move for Bei Zhao's sake.

But the elder brother didn't move, he gave her an arrow as soon as he came, and she felt sorry for Cheng Que if she didn't return the arrow for a while.

Just as he was thinking, after Cheng Que saluted the emperor, he was arranged to sit opposite her.

Cheng Que didn't come here alone, beside him was a girl who was also dressed luxuriously, who looked a little younger than Fusu.

Lin Weixu thought about the relationship between Cheng Que's sister and so on.

It's just that there is something wrong with this girl, there are countless handsome men and beauties at the banquet, but the girl just stares at the little shark beside her.

And the girl's eyes were different from Lin Qingyou's eyes when she looked at Fusu, they were earnest and full of tears.

This even made Lin Weixu absurdly conjecture... Could this be the romantic debt that Fusu, the little bastard, owed when he was in Nanzhao...

Thinking of this, Lin Weixu turned his head back, looked at Fusu who was still lying on the table, reached out and patted his face lightly, "Fusu, get up."

Fusu slowly opened his foggy eyes, panting with his lightly curled lips, as if he was asking someone for a kiss.

Fusu felt Lin Weixu's hand was next to his face, and he reached out to hug her.

Lin Weixu was stunned for a moment, turned his face to meet the girl who was looking at him eagerly, looked at him with lowered eyebrows and asked, "Do you know him?"

Fu Su struggled to open his eyes wide, and was forced to exchange a glance with the girl opposite, and found that it was not Lin Weixu who was occupying his line of sight, so he looked away in disgust, and muttered unhappily: "I don't know..."

Only then did Lin Weixu raised his eyebrows, let him go, and turned his head to tell Xu Bai to get a bowl of hangover soup.

After all, this is not the National Teacher's Mansion, so Fusu can't just be drunk the whole time.

As a result, as soon as she finished giving her orders, when she turned her head and went back, she saw Fusu barely sitting up straight, then bowed her head slightly to her, grabbed a part of her black skirt, closed her eyes and called, "My lord... ..."

Lin Weixu stared at him, always feeling cute when Xiao Yuren talked with his eyes closed.

"Ok?"

Fu Su repeated the word "Adult", and each repetition seemed to be accumulating courage and energy.

After a while, he finally said his wish, "My lord, I want to hug you."

"...Your lord is not that absurd." The banquet was not over yet, hugging him.

Fusu's eyes were stained red with drunkenness, his slightly raised lips were somewhat sexy, and he looked at her motionlessly.

Lin Weixu and him looked at each other for a moment, then withdrew his hand that was holding onto his sleeve, and calmly looked away.

"I heard from Cheng'er earlier that the National Teacher's Mansion has invited a new luthier, and it must be the young master who is sitting next to the National Teacher." The emperor's voice came suddenly, and his tone sounded like Plain, but staring at Fusu's face sharply like an eagle of prey.

The moment Lin Weixu asked Fusu, who was lying on the wine table, to raise his head, the emperor noticed Fusu, and with this attention, the originally cheerful expression gradually became heavy.

Lin Weixu knew very well that the emperor was thinking of her master.

In fact, when he brought Fu Su over to the banquet, Lin Weixu knew that such a scene was bound to happen.

Lin Weixu raised his head and smiled lightly when he heard the sound: "Return to Your Majesty, it is indeed Fusu."

The emperor was still staring at Fusu, and after a long time he finally looked back, took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "Little brother can't hold a lot of alcohol."

Fu Su Xunsheng turned his head away, his gaze slowly scanned the people seated, and turned back without warmth.

Lin Weixu looked at Fusu's drunken eyes drooping slightly, couldn't help smiling, and asked him to repeat what he just said: "Fusu, what did you just say?"

Fusu raised his eyes again, and said, "Your Excellency needs to hug you."

Lin Weixu smiled indulgently: "Hug it."

As soon as the words fell, Fusu immediately leaned over and wrapped her arms around her neck.

Lin Weixu put his hands on his shoulders, almost touching his ears, and his lowered voice was full of delusion, "Wait here for me obediently."

(End of this chapter)