Ming Yuan saw the smile in Xiao Zichen's eyes and was very interested in what was in his little head.
Xiao Zichen curled his lips, waved his hands and said, "No."
"I can clearly see a smile in your eyes. Little guy, tell me the truth. Do you think I'm ridiculous?" Ming Yuan pinched Xiao Zichen's face.
Xiao Zichen shook his head and said seriously: "No. I'm just curious about why I can understand your gestures."
"Simple, we have a good understanding, we are born to be friends." Mingyuan said and handed Xiao Zichen a bottle of wine.
What he brought Xiao Zichen to was his wine cellar.
Xiao Zichen looked at the bottle of wine and frowned slightly. He thought that Ming Yuan was just talking about drinking to anger his master, but he didn't expect that this man really planned to let him drink.
As for wine, if he drinks it, his mother will be angry, right?
Well, it still hurts when mommy hits someone, so he doesn't dare to challenge it.
"What, are you afraid that your mother will scold you? Don't worry, I think your mother's character will support your drinking." Ming Yuan rubbed Xiao Zichen's hair, his eyes full of love for him.
"Yes, I will indeed support him drinking, but you should at least say hello to me, right?" Ye Feifei leaned against the door frame of the wine cellar entrance.
She had just finished her video call with Xiao Ling, and when she saw Ming Yuan carrying her son, she followed him out of curiosity.
This guy actually brought her son here to drink and said he could drink.
Although she was not very opposed to her son trying alcohol, she was a little unhappy when he didn't say a word.
Ming Yuan suppressed his smile, glanced at Ye Feifei quietly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you know?"
"There is a difference between passive knowledge and active knowledge. Mr. Mingyuan, are you sure children can try your wine?" Ye Feifei said, slowly walking towards the man.
She knows wine well, and she can tell the age of the wine at just one glance.
Without exception, they are all good wines.
The Ming family of Sha Kingdom is indeed not simple.
"Then I should apologize to you?" Mingyuan stared at Ye Feifei, with no intention of apologizing at all on his face.
Ye Feifei smiled, rubbed her fingers back and forth on her wrist, and finally sat in front of the round table, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. Since the wine is good, I'll drink with you. My son drinks less, and you drink more, eh?"
"Okay." Mingyuan did not refuse.
In fact, he rarely socializes with women.
Su Yunyan was the first, and now Ye Feifei is the second.
Logically speaking, he should refuse, but he likes Xiao Zichen and loves Wujiwu, so he also thinks Ye Feifei is good.
It is not easy for a woman to give birth to a child like Xiao Zichen, he thought.
If Ye Feifei knew what he was thinking, she would definitely laugh so hard that someone actually judged her based on his son's intelligence index.
But she has always been proud of Xiao Zichen, after all, this child is really outstanding.
As a mother, of course you should be proud of your son's excellence.
"Wine from 1984." Ye Feifei smelled the aroma of the wine and professionally reported the year.
"Not bad." Ming Yuan pushed him in front of Ye Feifei, poured a small cup for Xiao Zichen, and said in a low voice: "As you wish."
Xiao Zichen glanced at Ye Feifei and saw his mother nodding, and then he started to try.
In fact, Xiao Zichen started tasting wine at a very young age, which he attributed to Lin Haoyu.
It's just that he didn't dare to tell Ye Feifei about this kind of thing.
"Ye Feifei, do you know anyone from the Shangguan family?" Mingyuan asked suddenly.
Ye Feifei was stunned for a second, recalling the last name, "I've heard of it, what's the matter?"