She seemed to say this unintentionally, but it was actually a kind of temptation.
Perhaps it was her sixth sense, but she always felt that the Holy Lord in front of her was Master Zuo Tianshi in disguise, but she couldn't say it clearly, so she tried to test her words, trying to get some clues from his micro-expressions.
But the Holy Lord was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see his expression, only his body movements.
Judging from the body movements, the Holy Lord could not see anything wrong.
He just said: "His wine bottle is really good.
If you like it, you can ask him for it and try it."
Gu Xijiu coughed: "Xijiu can't ask him for it."
It was hard to say whether she would be able to see him in the future, let alone ask for his wine flask.
"Perhaps you will come if you act coquettishly to him."
The Holy Lord smiled half-heartedly: "Maybe he likes women to act coquettishly."
Gu Xijiu opened her eyes wide: "I can't tell" "Sometimes you need to experiment.
How will you know if you don't try?"
Shengzun encouraged her.
"How do you know his preferences?"
Gu Xijiu blurted out.
"Well, because I know everything."
The Holy Lord did Tai Chi.
"Is the Holy Lord particularly familiar with Zuo Tianshi, or is he also familiar with other Tianzhi disciples?"
"You seem to be trying to trick me, what do you want to know?"
Shengzun tapped his fingers on the table, looking at her with a hint of deep thought in his eyes.
"Xijiu wants to know if the ice beauty in Long Siye Palace has been resurrected."
Gu Xijiu finally asked a question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time. silence The saint's originally warm eyes turned slightly cold.
He said nothing, and Gu Xijiu's heart clenched quietly when she asked this question.
After a moment, the Holy Lord seemed to smile, but changed the subject: "It seems that what we were discussing just now was your coquettish behavior toward Di Fuyi."
Gu Xijiu shook her head and said casually: "How can I be qualified to ask him for something coquettishly?"
"You are not his fiancée" Gu Xijiu was suffocated.
It seemed that the Holy Lord was quite well informed, but the news was slightly delayed.
"I left early and kissed him, and now I have nothing to do with him."
"I regret it" Gu Xijiu paused for a moment, regretting it, but not regretting it at all.
In that situation that day, it was obvious that he wanted to retreat, but he was just forcing her to say it.
She shook her head slightly: "No regrets."
"Then you are still not friends?"
The Holy Lord's questions became more and more sharp.
Friends should count, right?
Gu Xijiu was actually not sure because Zuo Tianshi was too unpredictable and she couldn't figure him out at all.
But even though that person tortured her several times, he still did it for her own good.
So they should be considered friends She nodded: "We can be considered friends."
Her tone was not very sure.
"So," the saint replied, his voice slightly floating: "So reluctantly."
Gu Xijiu smiled bitterly and said, "It's not because I'm forcing myself, but because Xijiu really can't figure him out."
The Holy Lord smiled: "So you want to get to know him."
The words were obviously very simple, but when the Holy Lord repeated them, they turned out to be a bit ambiguous.
Gu Xijiu sweated and didn't understand why the topic had taken such a strange direction.
She coughed and decided to bring the topic back to where it had strayed: "Holy Lord, Xijiu remembers that what we just discussed was Zuo Tianshi's wine flask. " "Well, it's the hip flask.
It seems that you are quite obsessed with his hip flask.
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In fact, it's easy for you to want it.
It's up to me to make the decision to marry you to him, and then let him give you the flask as a betrothal gift. " Gu Xijiu: "":