Qian Yunli squeezed Mr. Lian away with an elbow, and sneaked out of the back door holding the wine jar as if she were carrying a child.
Mr. Lian looked puzzled: "Are you rushing to reincarnate?"
However, after Qian Yunli left for a while, the aroma of wine slowly overflowed in the air.
It wasn't so obvious when Qian Yunli was here just now, but now that Qian Yunli has left, the strange aroma of wine seems to be coming from the soil, lingering in his breath.
Mr. Lian was intoxicated.
He has drunk a lot of famous wines in the world, but this kind of fruity aroma and the sweetness of wine linger in his nose, lingering in his heart, lingering in his heart, and this is the first time he has experienced it.
Mr. Lian is definitely a good drinker. It is a pity to let go of such a fine wine so easily.
So, he put away the gilt folding fan in his hand and chased him out like a gust of wind.
Qian Yunli walked straight towards Qianmo Garden, shouting as he walked: "Yuan Sheng, Yuan Sheng, I brought you wine..."
Yuan Sheng was playing the piano in the Qianmo Garden when he heard Qian Yunli's voice, especially the word "wine" in it. At that moment, he pressed his wrist on the keys, and then looked at Qian Yunli with a smile as he came like a gust of wind.
arrived at his side.
Qian Yunli placed the wine that had just been dug out of the soil in front of Yuan Sheng, and then opened the wine jar.
Yuan Sheng frowned without revealing any trace. Every time he saw Qian Yunli, she looked dirty, which completely affected his aesthetics.
Let’s talk about it now!
There was still thick mud on the wine jar. Qian Yunli hugged her all the way. Her silk dress was covered with dirt, and her dirty little hands. When she opened the seal of the wine jar, he still had a feeling.
Illusion, the soil fell into the altar.
"Okay, okay, okay, you go ahead and I'll do it myself."
Yuan Sheng grabbed the dirty piece of clothing on Qian Yunli's shoulder with two fingers, dragged her body aside, and frowned.
Qian Yunli curled his lips, knowing the mess on his body, and said dissatisfied: "Haven't you ever heard that you won't get sick if you don't eat clean and eat clean? Why do you act like you have mysophobia when I become like this?
Don’t even think about who it’s for!”
Although Qian Yunli said this, he still stood up obediently and sat down on the stone stool opposite Yuan Sheng.
Yuan Sheng frowned very much and looked at the stone stool she finished making with regret. It seemed that she needed to find someone to replace the stool.
Yuan Sheng took out a handkerchief from his body and wiped every stain on the jar meticulously. Without looking at Qianyunli on the side, he said coolly: "I have mysophobia? It's good for me, at least I didn't chop you.
My arms cut off your legs. If you appeared in front of another person like this, I guess you would have gone to the underworld long ago."
Everyone knows that Jingchen, one of the Four Peerless Young Masters, has an age-old mysophobia. He doesn't like to be touched by others, and he doesn't like others to come near him. He always wears spotless crescent white clothes, which are a little white after washing.
Not a single speck of dust is allowed to appear in his life.
If it does appear, it will be erased immediately.
As for him, it is rumored that even if someone touches him, he will take the other person's arms, legs, or even his life.
No, it's not just a rumor, it's actually happened. Therefore, many girls like him, but they don't dare to approach him rashly.