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Three hundred and sixtieth chapters Qing Wang's wedding five

"I haven't stepped on this ship for three years, but it's exactly the same as before." Luo Xingyue looked at the ship in front of her, exactly the same as she was three years ago.

Young Master Heng smiled, "A quick glance three years ago, I didn't expect Miss Luo Er to remember so clearly."

"Mr. Heng became famous at a young age, so I was naturally a little curious."

Young Master Heng smiled without saying a word, and Luo Xingyue naturally smiled and stepped on the boat board.

"What are the instructions for the young master?"

Young Master Heng handed the letter in his hand to Zhu Xian, "sent someone to deliver this letter to Qingye."

"yes."

Young Master Heng glanced at the far mountain and turned around and saw Luo Xingyue drinking alone. He didn't know what he was thinking, but after just a moment, he walked towards Luo Xingyue.

"This wine is called Qing. It was light at first, but then sweet and slightly spicy aftertaste. It is a treasure in the wine, and it is rare in the world." Mr. Heng poured a cup and tasted it. "If you can taste it carefully, you can live up to your reputation."

"Young Master Heng is disgusting me and wasting your treasures?"

"It's really a bit distressed."

Luo Xingyue grinned, "Since you took it out, you deserve to feel sorry for you." As she said that, she drank the glass one by one, "I will finish this pot today, which makes you feel extremely distressed."

"It's rare for Miss Luo Er to like it. Drink it casually and drink it as much as possible. If this pot is not enough, I will ask Zhu Xian to bring some more and let Miss Luo Er have a good drink."

"And? Didn't it mean it was a treasure? Didn't it mean it was rare in the world?"

"It's a treasure, and it's really rare in the world, but how can I get these things?"

"I have been together with Mr. Heng for a long time, but I have forgotten that my understanding of Mr. Heng is just the word "Mo Heng." Luo Xingyue suddenly realized that the man in front of him knew nothing but his name. It was just that from when he began to become so familiar with him that he was so familiar that he was not prepared for his own heart and was not prepared.

"Miss Luo Er knows where the name of this wine comes from?"

Luo Xingyue put down the wine glass in her hand and looked at Mr. Heng with interest, "I would like to hear the details."

"Qiyang is unknown. There is a female named Qing, who is fifteen years old. She is beautiful and charming. There are thousands of famous people. There are one young master who has been brewing for generations. The young master admires her. After his hard work, she has obtained a good product and wants to marry her. However, the beautiful woman refused and drank alone. She named Qing."

"The man was very stupid. Since the girl didn't want to pay attention to him, he even missed her with wine. He would remember the woman's name every time she drank a glass. The more she drank, the more she became, the more she was hurt. It would be better to let go earlier and be well with each other."

"It is understandable that you cannot see thoroughly in it."

Luo Xingyue smiled, "It seems that Mr. Heng is talking about it and listening to me today, but the story is a story after all, and it is passed down from generation to generation. It is difficult to distinguish which one is true and which one is false."

"This is just a story, just to relieve Miss Luo Er's boredom." Young Master Heng glanced at Luo Xingyue with slightly red cheeks, and there was a hint of stunning in his eyes. This pretty look was really charming.

Young Master Heng was a little obsessed with seeing it. When he realized it, he quickly got up, looked for Qiwuqin and sat down. His fingertips stroked the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano sounded.
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