Xiahou Huan'er didn't expect that he really wouldn't leave. She was stunned for a moment, and then said with a chuckle: "Then you eat more, there are so many ingredients here, we can't finish them all."
Ao Po glanced at Dongfang Xing's black face, and his mood instantly improved. He raised his lips and smiled: "These ingredients are the hard work of the villagers, we can't waste them."
So, everyone started eating with their own secrets.
I don’t know who started it first. While drinking, Dongfang Xing and Ao Po talked about major events in the world, from racial issues to wars and external and internal troubles.
It turns out that once a man finds a topic, no matter how much he hates the other person in his heart, he can still talk freely and compliment each other on the surface.
A woman who is not interested in these things instantly changes from being the focus of attention to being a poor creature who is neglected by others.
But it was rare that they had a common topic, and she understood their interests without interrupting them. She even thought to herself, if these two men get along like this for a while, will they turn enemies into friends? Although this is not realistic,
But it's worth looking forward to.
After Xiahou Huan'er had eaten and drank enough, she sat next to Dongfang Xing like a good little woman and listened to them talking about world affairs that she was not interested in. She couldn't help but yawn frequently and wanted to sleep.
Dongfang Xing noticed her and looked tired. He immediately held her waist and whispered: "I'm sleepy, go to bed and rest."
Xiahou Huan'er nodded and stopped forcing himself. He stood up and said, "You guys talk slowly, I'm going to rest first."
"I'll take you there." Dongfang Xing stood up immediately and said.
"No, it's just two steps. I can go by myself. You and Brother Youli can chat slowly." It was rare that he started to talk, so how could she interrupt him?
"Okay then, be careful and call me if you need anything." Dongfang Xing warned.
"I know, what can happen if we are in the same room? Just talk and don't worry about me." Xia Hou Huan'er turned around and left after saying that.
Dongfang Xing kept looking at her until her back disappeared from his sight, and then he slowly looked back.
"I didn't expect that we could have a common topic." Ao Po raised his wine glass and took a sip, with a faint smile on his lips.
Dongfang Xing's lips curled up slightly and he lowered his voice deliberately: "I never thought that we could sit down and drink in peace."
Ao Po pursed his lips and tasted the mellow wine, but he no longer felt it was spicy or bitter.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the direction Xia Hou Huan'er left, and suddenly said emotionally: "She is really a rare woman."
If it hadn't been for her, they wouldn't have had the chance to sit down and drink together.
Dongfang Xing's slender fingertips gently stroked the wine glass, his eyes soft, he knew best how rare his woman was.
Ao Po took a big sip of wine and said with a warning in his tone: "You have to treat her well."
Dongfang Xing's face was calm and he didn't say anything.
Ao Po took another sip of wine and continued: "Don't let me find the slightest chance, otherwise I won't be polite."
This time, Dongfang Xing finally spoke, majestic, domineering and arrogant: "You will never have a chance."
Ao Po's hand holding the wine glass suddenly exerted force, almost crushing the glass uncontrollably.
He forced himself to calm down and said with a slight smile on his lips: "Really? Let's see." After saying that, he stood up with a whoosh, put down his provocative words, and turned around to leave.
