She raised her head, her eyes were as deep as the stars that hid the entire Milky Way, and something was twinkling.
No one can understand her mind, and no one understands why she, who already possesses the ultimate beauty in the world, is always surrounded by an atmosphere of loneliness and loneliness the moment she turns around.
Ying Yue walked out of the darkness. The exquisite mask covered most of his face. No one had seen his true appearance. Even Xiang Wanwan, who had defeated him three times and convinced him to follow him, didn't know this.
What does a person look like?
At first, it was not without curiosity.
As time went by, my curiosity gradually disappeared, and I didn’t think there was anything wrong with him wearing a mask. He looked quite cool. If in future generations, it would be no problem to become an idol superstar on TV. That cold and cool attitude,
It will surely provoke a group of shameless fans to cover their mouths and scream.
"Sir, would you like to drink?" A wine jar, with the mud seal still in place, was handed over with a big thorn.
Xiang Wanwan pursed her lips and shook her head, "Don't drink it, this wine is not good."
"The flowers are picked up in the morning and the dew in the morning is used as a matchmaker. This is a fine bisnail on the altar." If the wine is not good, it will not enter his mouth. If it is not the best quality, he will not be willing to offer it to her. It will cause unpleasantness on the way.
Biluo, the sacred wine rumored in the world, is worth a drop of gold. Just hearing its name will make you fascinated. If you are lucky enough to see it and have a drink, it will be a life worth living.
The altar in Yingyue's hands can be consigned to Zhanbao Pavilion, which specializes in selling rare and rare treasures. It is no problem to get a hundred taels of gold.
Xiang Wanwan still looked lazy and uninterested, "If I'm interested in making wine another day, I'll treat you to a glass of really good wine. Forget it today, I'm not in the mood."
She is very troubled.
Returning to the capital, meeting Bei Che was inevitable.
There was no way she could live her whole life hiding in Maple Mountain Manor, unless she gave up her heart towards Bei Che and cut off any hint of affection she had.
But if it were to meet, she seemed not ready yet.
Yingyue raised her hand, and the wine jar hit the wall on one side. There was a crisp sound, and the aroma of wine was strong and spread everywhere.
It is indeed worthy of the name of divine wine. The fragrance floats for miles, lingers, and lasts for a long time.
It's just a pity that this jar of fine wine has been wasted.
"Then wait for the fine wine from the Lord." Yingyue also has a free and uninhibited temperament. There is no reason to take back the things he gives away. If she doesn't want it, he would rather destroy it than take advantage of others.
Xiang Wanwan shook her head, "Yingyue, you have to wait for a long, long time."
Her laziness was so severe that she didn't want to do anything recently. She just wanted to hammer the floor in a place where no one was around. She asked herself why she immediately got cold feet when she encountered something related to Bei Che, and her head was spinning.
I don't even have a formed idea.
Isn’t he just a man?
Isn't he a gentle and gentle man who even takes into account the mood of others when he gets angry? He would rather go out and hold back internal injuries than say bad words or treat her roughly!
Wasn't he just a man whom she could not abandon from her life once she accidentally fell in love with him, traveling around, looking for talents everywhere, and planning wholeheartedly for each other's future?
She didn't dare to face him!!! Are you kidding!!! She was Xiang Wanwan. How had she ever had such contradictory and abnormal emotions towards someone?