The invincible wife of Fenglin City

Chapter 160 Huangliang Wine, Huangliang Dream! (1)
Second Master Ling was trembling all over, oh my god, what did he hear!

All Lingyu were given to Xing Jiajia?

Was the Lingyu in the entire open-air warehouse all given to that girl?

Lingyu in her arms suddenly became hot, scorching hot, as if laughing at him——

Spirit jade that does not belong to him.

It doesn't even belong to anyone who came here to fight for Lingyu.

All of this belongs to one person.

Second Master Ling suddenly felt his eyelids twitching, and seeing the shadow on the wall was so sleepy, it seemed that someone was talking in a daze.

"Although it's just a sentence, I want to hear the news about her... You shouldn't know these things... So you won't remember when you walk out of here..."

another place.

The room was dark, but warm.After adapting to the darkness here, the room gradually became brighter, and the light was a little different, it was red with fire!The room was getting brighter and brighter, and Xing Jiajia could see more and more clearly, and the surprise on his face became more and more serious.

This room is inlaid with various shapes of fire-attribute spirit jades. The spirit jades are very large and beautiful. They have been polished into different shapes and cut into different sections. They are so transparent that people can be seen!

With a sound of "click", the door was opened, and a woman with delicate features walked in, gently put down plates of delicate dishes, and said in a manly voice, "Dine, honorable lady."

meal?The second monk Xing Jiajia was puzzled and looked at the beautiful woman inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

"This is what the master ordered. He is afraid that you will be hungry." The woman explained patiently.

Sir, is that Mr. Fang?

"Your husband, where are you now?" The exquisite and delicious side dishes are really exciting. Xing Jiajia saw that all of them were carefully selected. The combination of meat and vegetables, including side dishes, and even the utensils were carefully selected and matched. of.

This Mr. Fang must be too hard on himself.

The woman pursed her lips into a smile, shook her head slightly, bowed, and stepped back.

From time to time, the smell of food wafts from the nostrils. Sitting at the table, Xing Jiajia picked up the ivory chopsticks, put a piece of bamboo shoot tip into her mouth, and chewed carefully. Fragrant rice, with a faint aroma.

In another room that is exactly the same, it is also decorated with red spirit jade, but there is a large water mirror in the place where Xing Jiajia is. A red-haired boy stands quietly beside the mirror, staring intently at the situation inside.

In the water mirror, a young girl sits in front of the table, looking at each plate of dishes, with expressions of surprise, smile, etc. on her face.None of these expressions were left behind by the young man, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as light as the wind blowing.

But even such a light smile is beautiful enough to turn all living beings upside down, making it unforgettable.

The girl's eyes fell on the tips of the bamboo shoots, she picked up the ivory chopsticks and tasted it, then the mushrooms, the sliced ​​meat, and finally the rice.

"Eat three kinds of vegetables first, two vegetables and one meat...and then the staple food." The young man murmured, the smile in his long and narrow Danfeng eyes became deeper and heavier, "Sure enough, it's still exactly the same as before. of."

The door of the room was gently opened, and a woman walked in respectfully. She lowered her head, not daring to look at the young man, but said softly: "Sir, she is very happy to eat. She also deliberately looked at the utensils twice, as if she was very young." I like it, I have already ordered someone to burn another set of utensils, and I will deliver it to the young lady myself some other day."

The boy's eyes were still in the water mirror, carefully observing the girl's every move, not letting go of a single bit, after hearing the report from the visitor, he said 'hmm' and waved his hand: "I am very relieved when you do things. "

The visitor didn't lose face because of this compliment, but became even more respectful. She lowered her head: "Miss, please come, sir, don't you want to see her?"

This sentence is very subtle, it seems to be presumptuous but not, and it seems to be asking but not.

The woman breathed carefully, and then waited for the boy's reply.

The boy didn't seem to hear the woman's question, but still looked carefully at the girl in the water mirror, stretched out his hand, and touched her eyebrows, nose, and lips, bit by bit, as if he was touching her.

The young man's fingertips were slightly cold, and he laughed at himself: "It's been a long time since I've seen you, everyone is in a daze."

The woman was still waiting quietly, and finally the boy looked back, and he said: "You send her the yellow rice wine, by the way, transfer the previous life."

Yellow beam wine, yellow beam pillow, a dream of the past life and a dream of the next life.

"Yes, sir." The woman's voice paused, then said softly, "If miss asks why you didn't see her, how should you answer?"

Why didn't I see her after waiting for so long?
I would rather face the empty water mirror and remember her expression bit by bit.

I would rather touch her face little by little with the cold fingertips.

"Because it's not the right time." The boy showed a big smile to the woman, "Tell her that I hope she will try her best to win the ancient Wanhuo Ganoderma lucidum at the auction, and then it's time to meet."

The woman said yes, closed the door and left.

The young man raised his head slightly, with longing on his face, he said in a low voice: "Soon, we will meet soon."

Xing Jiajia's food is very appetizing, the dishes are very good, and the environment is very good, except that he is in a bad mood.

She didn't know what kind of treatment Ling Erye would enjoy, nor did she know what happened to him, but she just left her here alone, and didn't say whether she saw Mr. Fang or let her go, as if It's a feeling of being up and down, uncomfortable.

She pushed away the food on the table, touched her stomach, and thought: If there is a jug of wine now, and I drink it for myself, it would be wonderful.

"Why would I think so?" Xing Jiajia shook his head slightly, throwing away the unrealistic thoughts in his head, where would there be wine here?
but……

A faint scent of wine came from nowhere, she closed her eyes and took a deep sniff, only to feel that the scent of wine was like the breeze on a summer night, blowing away the dryness and heat left in the day, leaving her whole body feeling cool and blowing away The last touch of sweat on the body.

The aroma of the wine is more mellow, and it seems that someone is holding it closer and closer.

The aroma of the wine carries a woman's unique aroma, which is not like a strong perfume, nor is it a floral, vanilla, woody scent, but more like a trance breath that condenses and dissipates when the spice is slightly burned by the flame.

Xing Jiajia had never smelled this kind of smell.But there's no denying that the aroma is surprisingly good.

This aroma makes people forget the aroma of the wine for a while, it's not that they have forgotten, it's just that the aroma and the aroma of the wine are mixed together, one smells the aroma first and then smells the aroma of the wine.

The aroma of the wine is stronger and closer.

The corner of the woman's clothes brought a thin wind, and the soft voice came to her ears: "Mr. sent you a jug of beer wine, I hope you like it."

(End of this chapter)