It was dark in front of me, and Xia Qianchen was very cold. When she smelled the aroma of wine, she realized that she was in the wine cellar in the basement.
To preserve the red wine, the temperature here is very low.
Xia Qianchen sat leaning against the wall, her hands were frozen in thin ice. When she moved, the frost sounded.
Xia Qianchen was so cold that the blood in his body was almost frozen.
She groped and got up, but couldn't see anything clearly.
I accidentally tripped into a barrel and fell to the ground again...
The wounds on Xia Qianchen's head were frozen to the point of being frozen, just like countless knives inserted into her head, bursting and paining...
Xia Qianchen held a wine poke and pressed his hand on the carving on the barrel.
She frowned and stroked the carving carefully again, which was the totem of the Leng family.
So, is this Leng’s underground wine cellar?
Xia Qianchen and Leng Tianchen have been to this wine cellar several times before, and probably have some impression in my mind.
She knew that this wine cellar must have a lamp, and it was in the imported place.
Xia Qianchen was bumpy and groping for a long time before touching the door and sweeping the switch on the wall.
"Pa", after the lights were on, she could finally see clearly the placement of everything, which was in her memory.
It was so cold that Xia Qianchen hugged her arms tightly with both hands. Her coat was taken off, leaving only a white wool sweater covered with ice slags.
Xia Qianchen walked back and forth on the ground, rubbing each other with his hands to keep warm.
After her body became a little conscious, she knocked on the door of the wine cellar hard.
"Open the door!"
"Is there anyone outside?"
"Open the door! Open the door!"
Leng Anqi, what did she think of that vicious woman, who wanted to lock her in an underground wine cellar?
Does she want to kill her here?
Of course, Leng Anqi would not be so stupid that he started in Nangong Shaodi's villa... The Leng family's castle is so big that few people come to this wine cellar. Unless a banquet is held, servants will come down to pick up the wine.
But the Leng family is going to prepare for a wedding recently, so it is impossible to hold any patty!
Even if the temperature here is so low, if Xia Qianchen only waits for someone to come to save him, he will not be able to survive for 24 hours and will freeze to death.
"So cold..." Her face turned pale like a zombie.
Retracted his hands into his sleeves, rubbed them hard, and breathed heavily.
She felt the air conditioner penetrate into her blood, and the blood had barbs that were about to pierce her skin.
The skin was extremely cold, but it hurt and nourished, like countless needles piercing the blood vessels. She rubbed her legs and kicked her feet, and her throat was hoarse, and no one paid attention to it.
Leng Anqi really wants her to die!
Xia Qianchen was so cold that she couldn't stand it. She fell to the ground. Would she accept her fate and die here?
Every breath became weaker and weaker, and as soon as the body stopped moving, it began to lose consciousness.
Xia Qianchen knew very well that she would not keep her blood flowing, and she would freeze into an ice person in less than an hour and would never be able to move anymore.
No one knows she is here, no one will save her...
Her consciousness became more and more blurred. In a trance, she saw the door of the wine cellar open, and a tall boy walked in with the girl.
【Is this a cellar?】
[My wine cellar...] Leng Tianchen raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled handsomely, [Qianchen, this bottle of wine is made of grapes you picked by yourself. I treasure it here now, and wait until we get married in the future
That day, take it out and drink it.]
【boring.】
[There are a lot of wines in this wine cellar that I treasure, unique in the world, but from now on, the most unique bottle is this bottle!] Leng Tianchen shook the bottle in his hand, [I gave it a name called Qingcheng Love]
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【Vulgarity…】
Leng Tianchen walked to the storage locker where red wine was placed.
Thousands of bottles of red wine were placed layer by layer, and Leng Tianchen placed the bottle in his hand at the highest point of the pyramid.
【What is above?】
[Ground Door.] Leng Tianchen raised his head and said, [It's very convenient. The Leng family kitchen is above. This floor door connects to the wine cellar. You can get down from the kitchen directly...]
Xia Qianchen's head flashed suddenly, and there was a force in his body.
She struggled, got up hard, and when she raised her head, she heard the sound of ice slags shattering.
She looked up and saw that there was indeed a not-so-large wooden door in the ceiling of the cellar.
She observed that the wooden door was not locked, and there was only a bolt on it.
She could only escape from that door, she had to escape from that door.
She looked around and didn't see the stairs because the door was designed for convenience at the time, but she heard that a servant accidentally fell from above and never used it again.
There are no stairs in the wine cellar...how would she get up?
The barrel was very short and so heavy that she couldn't move.
"Save me, I can't die here!" Xia Qianchen hugged his head with both hands, "Save me!"
Leng Tianchen's image appeared again, and she took her teenage Xia Qianchen to visit the wine cellar:
【Show you a cool design.】
【What design?】
[Did you see the dragon-shaped faucets on this row of walls?]
【Yes.】Open
[Next door is an oversized wine warehouse. With a faucet, the red wine flows out like tap water...] Leng Tianchen said, picking up a goblet, opening the cup and receiving the red wine, [It's so fragrant, do you want to have a cup?]
【How big is the wine warehouse? Isn’t there a wine cellar already?】
[You underestimate our Leng family too much... The winery next door is larger than this wine cellar, equivalent to a swimming pool.]
[Why set up such a large winery? Can you finish drinking it?]
【My father is very passionate about brewing. His dream when he was young was a winemaker, but who said he was the descendant of the Leng family and had a different fate. This can only become his hobby... Whether to drink wine or not
It doesn't matter if you get it all. What's important is that he once compared his love for my mother to a continuous stream of wine... Haha, maybe it's a proof of love? It's quite weird.]
【I think it's quite romantic.】
[Is this romantic? Qianchen, what do I compare my love for you to? Gold, silver and jewelry are generally endless, do you like it?]
【I don’t like talking to vulgar people.】
[Why are gold, silver and jewelry vulgar? Why are fine wine romantic?]
...
Xia Qianchen walked to the faucet tremblingly.
The huge golden dragon opened its mouth and the exit was the size of a wrist. Xia Qianchen opened one of the faucets and twisted the switch to the maximum.
Sure enough, the bright red wine squirted out, with the mellow smell of wine.
That pure and beautiful smell will make people intoxicated by just smelling it.