It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when he came out of this tea garden. Looking at the setting sun, Sun Dong felt a little entangled, a little uneasy, and at the same time a little lost.
He couldn't imagine Yang Xiaocui and her milk tea in reality, but standing under the sun, he knew that these things did exist in reality.
The life of the rich is beyond the imagination of the poor. It is nothing more than a few carts of tea leaves, but they can make flowers that only you can imagine, and they cannot do it without them.
The fragrance of milk tea seems to still linger on my lips, and the image of Yang Xiaocui wearing a bellyband lingers in my mind.
"Brother, is Yang Xiaocui's milk tea delicious?" Huang Yongsheng drove the car and turned to Sun Dong with a smile on his face, a meaningful smile on his lips.
"It's good, not bad. It's my first taste." Sun Dong couldn't argue. Although nothing like that happened to him and Yang Xiaocui, since he had already come in and entered that room, there was no need to argue anymore.
"I don't come here often. I only come here for a sip of tea when my best friends or people from above come over. It is said that their tea can prolong life, so they are all given to the rich and powerful people in Kyoto to drink." Huang Yongsheng said with a look on his face.
Said calmly.
Sun Dong really didn't know what to say. He guessed that in Huang Yongsheng's eyes, maybe he had that kind of relationship with Yang Xiaocui or other women. Of course, Huang Yongsheng must not be idle either. When he and Yang Xiaocui were drinking milk tea together, Huang Yongsheng
In another room, the other women were doing something unknown.
"Brother, can I ask you something?" Huang Yongsheng said as if he suddenly remembered something.
"Mayor Huang, you're welcome. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Brother, if you want to say that, then I won't say it. I regard you as a brother, but you call me like this. Isn't it a bit strange? It would be best if you could call me big brother.
Yes." Huang Yongsheng said with a frown.
"Brother Huang, just tell me if you have anything to say." Sun Dong and Huang Yongsheng have nothing in common. He also knows that the reason why Huang is so close to him and so flattering to him is because of his godfather Yao Guangchuan. If there is no godfather,
, does he know who his Sun Dong is?
"That's it. When you have time, can you introduce me to your godfather, Mr. Yao?" Huang Yongsheng said with admiration.
"It's very simple, no problem. When I go to Kyoto, I'll take you with me." Sun Dong actually just said casually that he was invited to drink milk tea today. Although he didn't go in depth, he could spend some time with me.
I paid a lot of money, so if he refused directly, it would be a bit of a favor.
"That's great, brother, one more thing. I have a painting here. I want you to give it to Mr. Yao for me." Huang Yongsheng suddenly stopped the car, got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a painting from it.
When the box came, it was handed to Sun Dong.
"What painting is it?"
"This is a painting of Bada Shanren without grapes. I know that Mr. Yao is a noble man. If I give him some pictures of ladies, he will definitely not like it. Bada Shanren is a famous painter in our country. His paintings are similar to those of the old man.
He is very aloof and aloof, so I found this painting for him, hoping you can help." Huang Yongsheng stared at Sun Dong and said with a smile on his face.
"That's not okay. There is something wrong with my godfather. If you give him something that is too expensive, he won't want it. If you really want to see him or visit him, If you want to bring some local specialties from your hometown, it’s okay to go and have fun with him as a native of your hometown.” Sun Dong told the truth. Mr. Yao Guangchuan is an old revolutionary leader. Although his children are doing business,
But he has never been moved by money, so he will not accept gifts from others under any circumstances.
"As expected, he is an old man, putting us young people to shame. Okay, that's it. When we have time, we will take me to visit the old man." Huang Yongsheng said this, feeling a little lonely in his heart. People are often like this, if
Collecting your things is a disguised recognition of you. If they don't accept your things, maybe they don't want you to get close to them.
The two chatted for a while. Huang Yongsheng insisted on inviting Sun Dong to dinner and met several friends, but Sun Dong finally refused.
After receiving Li Fei'er's call, Sun Dong felt that his heart was almost hanging. He didn't know what to do, really didn't know what to do.
Although Yan Danchen is not his unforgettable lover, she is the lover in his mind. If he were a mortal, if he never returned to the fairy world, if his life was so ordinary, being able to pursue Yan Danchen might be his lifelong dream.
But here comes the problem. He, a generation of immortal doctors, doesn’t know what his future will be like. If he really marries Yan Danchen, what will be the consequences? If he can’t accompany a woman to grow old, then why should he marry another woman?
Throwing it on the road is really not what a man would do.
Also, although in his mind, ten years is not a long time, in Yan Danchen's world, ten years have passed. Has this woman changed in these ten years? Is she married? Does she have children?
All of this is unknown, so he is very conflicted and really doesn't know what to do.
After breaking up with Huang Yongsheng, Sun Dong came to the Roman Palace again. When he opened the door of Li Ping's room, the woman was not there.
Sun Dong was startled for a moment, and just as he turned around to retreat, he saw the door inside suddenly opened, and Li Ping walked out of it gracefully.
Sun Dong has known Li Ping for a while. Although this woman is a versatile girl, she has never been as beautiful and delicate as she is today. She is wearing a lavender dress with both arms exposed. Her hair is not tied on top of her head, nor is she
It was scattered on the shoulders, but tied into a beautiful ponytail, tied with a purple belt, which complemented her purple dress, making her look young, playful, and gentle.
Not to mention, this woman has become more than ten years younger by acting like this. At first glance, she looks like a girl in her twenties, with her pretty face, plump figure, and plump breasts
, the graceful calves make people think.
At this moment, Sun Dong subconsciously compared Li Ping and Yang Xiaocui.
Yang Xiaocui works in a tea garden and does a light and elegant business. But on the contrary, if you look carefully at the business she does, it is actually just a joke, doing a superficial business under the guise of elegance, which makes people feel sad.
Somewhat disgusting, there is a dirty business under the elegant skin.
On the contrary, Li Ping was really engaged in the business of selling jokes in the Roman palace, but this woman was like hibiscus emerging from clear water, clean, pure and pure. Even at this age, she was still an elegant and simple woman.
So in comparison, Li Ping is much better than Yang Xiaocui.
"You're back, were I about to call you?" Li Ping's pretty face turned red when she saw Sun Dong. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when she came out of this tea garden.
Sun Dong felt a little entangled, a little uneasy, and at the same time a little lost.
He couldn't imagine Yang Xiaocui and her milk tea in reality, but standing under the sun, he knew that these things did exist in reality.
The life of the rich is beyond the imagination of the poor. It is nothing more than a few carts of tea leaves, but they can make flowers that only you can imagine, and they cannot do it without them.
The fragrance of milk tea seems to still linger on my lips, and the image of Yang Xiaocui wearing a bellyband lingers in my mind.
"Brother, is Yang Xiaocui's milk tea delicious?" Huang Yongsheng drove the car and turned to Sun Dong with a smile on his face, a meaningful smile on his lips.
"It's good, not bad. It's my first taste." Sun Dong couldn't argue. Although nothing like that happened to him and Yang Xiaocui, since he had already come in and entered that room, there was no need to argue anymore.
"I don't come here often. I only come here for a sip of tea when my best friends or people from above come over. It is said that their tea can prolong life, so they are all given to the rich and powerful people in Kyoto to drink." Huang Yongsheng said with a look on his face.
Said calmly.
Sun Dong really didn't know what to say. He guessed that in Huang Yongsheng's eyes, maybe he had that kind of relationship with Yang Xiaocui or other women. Of course, Huang Yongsheng must not be idle either. When he and Yang Xiaocui were drinking milk tea together, Huang Yongsheng
In another room, the other women were doing something unknown.
"Brother, can I ask you something?" Huang Yongsheng said as if he suddenly remembered something.
"Mayor Huang, you're welcome. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Brother, if you want to say that, then I won't say it. I regard you as a brother, but you call me like this. Isn't it a bit strange? It would be best if you could call me big brother.
Yes." Huang Yongsheng said with a frown.
"Brother Huang, just tell me if you have anything to say." Sun Dong and Huang Yongsheng have nothing in common. He also knows that the reason why Huang is so close to him and so flattering to him is because of his godfather Yao Guangchuan. If there is no godfather,
, does he know who his Sun Dong is?
"That's it. When you have time, can you introduce me to your godfather, Mr. Yao?" Huang Yongsheng said with admiration.
"It's very simple, no problem. When I go to Kyoto, I'll take you with me." Sun Dong actually just said casually that he was invited to drink milk tea today. Although he didn't go in depth, he could spend some time with me.
I paid a lot of money, so if he refused directly, it would be a bit of a favor.
"That's great, brother, one more thing. I have a painting here. I want you to give it to Mr. Yao for me." Huang Yongsheng suddenly stopped the car, got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a painting from it.
When the box came, it was handed to Sun Dong.
"What painting is it?"
"This is a painting of Bada Shanren without grapes. I know that Mr. Yao is a noble man. If I give him some pictures of ladies, he will definitely not like it. Bada Shanren is a famous painter in our country. His paintings are similar to those of the old man.
He is very aloof and aloof, so I found this painting for him, hoping you can help." Huang Yongsheng stared at Sun Dong and said with a smile on his face.
"That's not okay. There is something wrong with my godfather. If you give him something that is too expensive, he won't want it. If you really want to see him or visit him, If you want to bring some local specialties from your hometown, it’s okay to go and have fun with him as a native of your hometown.” Sun Dong told the truth. Mr. Yao Guangchuan is an old revolutionary leader. Although his children are doing business,
But he has never been moved by money, so he will not accept gifts from others under any circumstances.
"As expected, he is an old man, putting us young people to shame. Okay, that's it. When we have time, we will take me to visit the old man." Huang Yongsheng said this, feeling a little lonely in his heart. People are often like this, if
Collecting your things is a disguised recognition of you. If they don't accept your things, maybe they don't want you to get close to them.
The two chatted for a while. Huang Yongsheng insisted on inviting Sun Dong to dinner and met several friends, but Sun Dong finally refused.
After receiving Li Fei'er's call, Sun Dong felt that his heart was almost hanging. He didn't know what to do, really didn't know what to do.
Although Yan Danchen is not his unforgettable lover, she is the lover in his mind. If he were a mortal, if he never returned to the fairy world, if his life was so ordinary, being able to pursue Yan Danchen might be his lifelong dream.
But here comes the problem. He, a generation of immortal doctors, doesn’t know what his future will be like. If he really marries Yan Danchen, what will be the consequences? If he can’t accompany a woman to grow old, then why should he marry another woman?
Throwing it on the road is really not what a man would do.
Also, although in his mind, ten years is not a long time, in Yan Danchen's world, ten years have passed. Has this woman changed in these ten years? Is she married? Does she have children?
All of this is unknown, so he is very conflicted and really doesn't know what to do.
After breaking up with Huang Yongsheng, Sun Dong came to the Roman Palace again. When he opened the door of Li Ping's room, the woman was not there.
Sun Dong was startled for a moment, and just as he turned around to retreat, he saw the door inside suddenly opened, and Li Ping walked out of it gracefully.
Sun Dong has known Li Ping for a while. Although this woman is a versatile girl, she has never been as beautiful and delicate as she is today. She is wearing a lavender dress with both arms exposed. Her hair is not tied on top of her head, nor is she
It was scattered on the shoulders, but tied into a beautiful ponytail, tied with a purple belt, which complemented her purple dress, making her look young, playful, and gentle.
Not to mention, this woman has become more than ten years younger by acting like this. At first glance, she looks like a girl in her twenties, with her pretty face, plump figure, and plump breasts
, the graceful calves make people think.
At this moment, Sun Dong subconsciously compared Li Ping and Yang Xiaocui.
Yang Xiaocui works in a tea garden and does a light and elegant business. But on the contrary, if you look carefully at the business she does, it is actually just a joke, doing a superficial business under the guise of elegance, which makes people feel sad.
Somewhat disgusting, there is a dirty business under the elegant skin.
On the contrary, Li Ping was really engaged in the business of selling jokes in the Roman palace, but this woman was like hibiscus emerging from clear water, clean, pure and pure. Even at this age, she was still an elegant and simple woman.
So in comparison, Li Ping is much better than Yang Xiaocui.
"You're back, were I about to call you?" Li Ping's pretty face turned red when she saw Sun Dong.