Ling Aojue's eyes swept over the two people, and his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter. Just now, all his attention was on Qing Yi, but now when he looked at the two people beside him, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. They
The temperament exuded by each of them is not something ordinary people can have.
Ling Ao calmly withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of Qing Yi again.
He didn't believe that Xiaoxiao would do anything to hurt him. Even when Qingyi stabbed his heart with a knife, he was just angry. In the end, he still believed that Qingyi would not hurt him. Now four years have passed, and Qingyi wanted to kill him back then.
His story is still a mystery to him.
Now, four years later, can he still believe it again?
"The three young masters are all great among men. It is really not easy to choose one among you. How about each of the three young masters come up with their own questions and compete. The winner should stay tonight."
As soon as Qingyi said these words, the man in purple robe next to him lazily took over the words and said with a chuckle, "I don't care, I just don't know what these two young masters think."
Ling Aojue and the man in white both looked at the man in purple robe. Ling Aojue's whole body was exuding a chill, and the man in white looked at the man in purple with a hint of hostility.
The man in purple robe turned a blind eye to the gazes of the two people. He raised the wine glass in his hand, looked at Xiaomei, and said with a slight curl of his lips, "Girl, can you get a pot of wine?"
When Xiaomei heard this, she was slightly startled, then she bowed and took the wine bottle from the table, "I hope you'll forgive me for neglecting the three young masters. I'll go pour the wine right now. Please wait a moment."
Xiaomei retreated, and Ling Aojue's gaze also withdrew from the purple-robed man. Regardless of whether Qingyi was resentful towards him or not, it was true that he did not save her in time, and she should blame him and hate him.
Now, he doesn't want to think so much for the moment. Whether Qingyi really wants his life or everything is just his misunderstanding, he just wants to take her away from here. He will never let any man
Get your hands on his little thing!
"I have no objection." Ling Aojue's cold and arrogant voice rang in the air.
"Same for me." The cold voice of the man in white sounded next.
Qingyi behind the screen heard the words of the three people, but he didn't feel at all relaxed. Ling Aojue came in, which meant that the uncle was not tempted, but why were there two others?
According to her plan, no other man should be able to pass through and reach here except Ling Aojue.
Because except for the room where Ling Aojue was, all the other rooms on the fourth floor had been sprinkled with her special medicinal powder. Any normal man would be confused by this medicine and lose his mind. And once they had sex with the woman she had prepared in advance
Any contact will cause you to faint.
"In that case, the three of you, please come up with your own questions." Qingyi retracted her thoughts and said calmly. However, after she finished speaking, none of the three men in front of the screen made any move.
They are all looking at each other, as if everyone is waiting for the opportunity to see the opponent's strength before making a decision.
Silence, silence, the man in purple robe played with the wine glass in his hand, the man in white robe stared at the screen, Ling Aojue's eyes wandered between the two men and Qing Yi intentionally or unintentionally.
Qing Yi saw that none of the three people spoke, so he could only say, "I think all three young masters know that our Zui brothel is most famous for its fine wine and beauties. When the three of them arrived here, they were polite to each other. It would be better for me to take the lead in this round."
The topic is decided to be - a wine competition, whoever tastes the most varieties of wine will be the winner. I wonder what the three young masters think?"
The one I chose was one of Ling Aojue's strengths. Ling Aojue never got drunk after a thousand drinks, and he knew tens of thousands of alcoholic beverages. Since something went wrong along the way, he had to make amends at the last moment.
"Just let the girl make the decision." The purple-robed man glanced at Ling Aojue with a smile. The meaning in his eyes was unclear. No one knew what he meant by this look.
The man in white's eyes also turned cold after Qingyi said these words. He glanced at Ling Aojue and then said calmly, "Since the girl has made up her mind, let's just serve the wine."
Ling Ao never paid attention to the glances of the two people beside him. When he heard Qing Yi say these words, his heart warmed inexplicably, and the corners of his mouth curled up. The little thing's heart was indeed tilted towards him.
Xiaomei had just returned with a wine flask, and was ordered by Qingyi to prepare ninety-nine kinds of wine.
When the ninety-nine kinds of wine were placed on the table, Qingyi stood up and walked out of the screen. He looked at the three people and bowed, "Please let the three gentlemen taste thirty-three glasses each and write their answers on the
On paper.”
The man in purple robe stood up, walked to the table, picked up a glass of wine at random, smelled it, took a sip and said, "This wine has a harmonious aroma, a sweet taste, low but not light, with a hint of pear blossom."
"Fragrance, if I guess correctly, this is Lihuachun, which is famous for being brewed when the pear blossoms are in full bloom." After saying that, he wrote the words "Lihuachun" on the paper.
The man in white glanced at Qing Yi, and his cold eyes made Qing Yi look at him. He picked up a glass of wine, drank it down, and wrote three big characters on the paper with a flourish of ink.
.
Ling Aojue drank a drink without any hesitation and wrote down a wine name on the paper.
In just half a cup of tea and ninety-nine glasses of wine, the bottom was already exhausted, and the answers of the three of them were already on the page.
Qingyi asked Xiaomei to take it and check it, but the result of the check was beyond Qingyi's expectation. All three people got it right.
Qingyi couldn't help but look at the two unattractive men standing next to Ling Aojue, called Xiaomei, and whispered a few times in her ear. After a while, Xiaomei took a bottle of wine and put it on the table.
, bowed and stepped aside.
Qingyi walked to the table, picked up the wine pot, poured a glass in front of the three glasses, and said, "In the competition just now, the three young masters all won, and the little girl didn't know how to choose. This last glass of wine is
It’s the little girl’s treasure. If the three gentlemen can write down the ingredients for making this wine, they will be the winners tonight.”
The man in purple robe was the first to step forward, picked up the wine glass, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, lazily raised his eyes, and then looked at Qing Yi with a half-smile.
Qingyi's heart skipped a beat at the strange look in his eyes, and she saw that the man had finished the glass of wine in one gulp.
The man in white also stepped forward and glanced at the color of the wine in the glass. When he brought it to his lips, his face changed slightly, and he glanced at Qing Yi with cold eyes with a kind of anger and coldness...