Yi Shuihan could guess what Shangguan Ling was thinking. As they were both women, she would naturally be more interested in Shangguan Ling. "I have many more allusions to this. If Miss Shangguan likes it, I will tell you about it when I have time."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ling naturally agreed happily.
But to the ears of Ling Yiran and Shangguanyan, Yi Shuihan's words were not just an allusion, but a way for a playboy to take advantage of the opportunity to get close to the woman. The little favor they had towards Yi Shuihan just now was broken again.
Already.
Yi Shuihan didn't know what these two people were thinking. She only paid attention to the wine in the bowl. Although the wine was not as good as the wine in her villa, it was still a good wine. It also had an old, ancient, primitive flavor. After a brief sip, it was fragrant and fragrant.
It is mellow and sweet, with endless aftertaste, and it is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it. The wine is amber in color, transparent and pure, clear and crystal clear.
After three drinks, the night was hazy and the moon was clearly visible. In addition, people in this era had the habit of going to bed early, so they dispersed.[
It was rare for Shangguan Ling that her brother was willing to take her out, and she met Yi Shuihan, so she temporarily gave up her status as a lady, and ate meat and drank wine with everyone around the fire. Naturally, she was extremely happy, and she got slightly drunk and had a little drunkenness.
Crazy, yelling and continuing to drink.
Shangguan Yan wanted to take care of his sister, so he put Shangguan Ling into the carriage, and the two left first.
The weather in early spring is a bit cool, and since we are in the woods, the temperature drops as soon as night falls.
After the alcohol wore off, Yi Shuihan felt a little cold, so he headed back home. Ling Yiran said he was on his way and followed him.
Yi Shuihan asked: "By the way? Where is your home?"
Ling Yiran thought for a while and then said: "My residence is on Luoying Street."
Luoying Street? Yi Shuihan remembered that Rong Zhi had said that there was a mansion on Luoying Street. Luoying Street must have been a place where the upper class lived.
"Are there cherry blossoms there?" Yi Shuihan asked.
"It's called Luoying Street because there are cherry blossoms planted on both sides of the street." Ling Yiran glanced at Yi Shuihan, did she really not know or pretended not to know?
"Are they blooming?" Yi Shuihan asked again. It should be the time when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.
"Not yet, it will take about half a month to bloom." Ling Yiran said.
"Are the cherry blossoms in March beautiful?" She remembered that she had seen many cherry blossoms in Japan at that time.
"I don't like it." Ling Yiran did not directly answer whether it was beautiful or not.
"Since you don't like it, you can change your residence at any time with your wealth." Yi Shuihan said.
"This is the only one that doesn't work. Even if you don't want to live there, you have to live there." Ling Yiran was a little helpless.
"Then your life is really boring." Yi Shuihan smiled.
"yes,
The two chatted incessantly, and it was rare that there was no tit-for-tat confrontation.
"Is your family very important in Ningcheng?" Yi Shuihan asked casually. She has no power in Ningcheng. She wants to use a backer to do something. She wants to create a fortune quickly.[
Hearing this, Ling Yiran looked at Yi Shuihan in disbelief. Yi Shuihan's words were not sarcastic, "You really don't know?"
Yi Shuihan sneered and said, "I don't know anything about Ningcheng."
Ling Yiran looked at Yi Shuihan in disbelief again, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
Yi Shuihan glanced at him: "Everyone plays different roles at the same time. I don't know which one you are asking about."
So that's it, Ling Yiran smiled in relief. Even if Yi Shuihan was a rogue and would often make him angry, he couldn't understand why he could tolerate Yi Shuihan. But now he understands that he is just an ordinary person in front of Yi Shuihan.
There is no hierarchy, no hierarchy, not even for my good friend Shangguan.