Xia Ziluo was curiously trying to think back when he heard Murong Xitian's pure voice: "Lieutenant Zuo, please." Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Zuo Xiangming naturally drank the wine politely, but he did not drink it down, but took a small sip.
Lieutenant Zuo, Lieutenant Zuo...
Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered that the last time she sneaked away to go to the theater, she suffered from unbearable abdominal pain and mistakenly thought she was poisoned. The woman who was suspected at that time was this man's wife.
It turned out to be a mistake. Thinking of this incident, Xia Ziluo looked a little embarrassed.
The Lieutenant Zuo did not mention this matter. He exchanged greetings with Murong Xitian and left with his glass of wine.
Xia Ziluo breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tense body.
"What's wrong? Lieutenant Zuo came just now, why did your expression suddenly become weird?" Murong Xitian glanced at Zuo Xiangming's back and looked away when he saw him walking towards Xia Qingtian's staff with a wine glass in hand.
Instead, it fell on Xia Ziluo.
Xia Ziluo's cheeks turned red and he became embarrassed: "Um, wasn't it because we made a mistake last time..."
Oolong? Isn't that a black dragon transformed into a black dog?
What does she mean by that?
Murong Xitian was puzzled when he heard Xia Ziluo continue: "Well, although I didn't intend to suspect his wife of poisoning, I still misunderstood her. Naturally, I will feel a little embarrassed when we meet again."
I see.
She felt embarrassed, but what does this have to do with making a mistake? In that incident, who played the role of making a mistake?
"The matter is over. Lieutenant Zuo has always been a generous man and will not care about it. However, compared to this, I am very curious, who does the Oolong in your mouth refer to?" Murong Xitian really couldn't get the details, so he had to
Ask.
Xia Ziluo blinked and asked curiously: "Who are you referring to? It's just a mistake or misunderstanding, which led to unnecessary things happening and unnecessary losses."
Uh, what does oolong mean?
"In short, it's just a misunderstanding?" Murong Xitian couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard this statement for the first time.
Then he remembered that there seemed to be many new words that appeared in Xia Ziluo's mouth. These words were all words he had never heard before. Could it be that she was really not her?
Murong Xitian's heart couldn't help but beat rapidly because of this. As long as he thought that she was not the vicious Xia Ziluo, he would cheer for it.
However, at the same time, he will be more worried because of this. If it is just an empty joy, then he...
He didn't dare to think about the rest, he just hoped that the final result would be what he wanted.
"You can say that." Xia Ziluo didn't doubt anything. She thought the word oolong had always existed because there was oolong tea.
Little did she know that the word "own goal" comes from Cantonese and officially spreads to mean "own goal incident", which originated from the famous own goal incident in the 1998 World Cup.
Murong Xitian smiled after hearing this, and was about to continue exploring the secret by making some insinuations, when he heard bursts of soft and peaceful music ringing in his ears.
Immediately afterwards, the dancers in colorful clothes stepped on the dance steps with their light bodies, their rosy clothes and sleeves flying up and down, and filed in one by one, dancing gracefully in the hall.
Accompanied by bursts of music, the dancers' dance became more cheerful.
Suddenly, everyone in the hall knelt down and shouted long live the mountain.
