"Why are they all Italian food?" Lei Yufeng asked, sitting at the dining table and looking at the dishes on the table.
"I asked them to prepare it. There hasn't been any Italian food on this table for a while. This seems to be your favorite!" Mu Yiyi replied with a smile.
"Actually, I've eaten a lot of Chinese food, and I'm used to it," Lei Yufeng looked at Wei Xi, who was standing behind Mu Yiyi, "Weixi, go to the wine cellar and get a bottle of the manor's home-brewed wine."
"what?"
"Drink!"[
"No!"
Lei Yufeng smiled: "It's common sense to pair good food with good wine! And when eating Western food, red wine is a must!"
"No! Your injury has not healed yet. You are not allowed to drink!" After Mu Yiyi finished speaking, he turned back to Wei Xi and said, "Wei Xi, you are not allowed to get wine! Do you hear me?"
Wei Xi looked at Lei Yufeng in embarrassment. If the two people disagreed, it would be difficult for her.
"Then...I won't drink anymore! Weixi, go get a bottle and let Miss Mu have a try!"
"I know, Mr. Lei!" Wei Xi agreed and went to the wine cellar.
Mu Yiyi looked at Lei Yufeng's handsome face, which looked very soft at this time. Thinking of his injuries and "destruction", he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
Is he still okay? Is there an antidote for this?
She remembered that in martial arts novels, most poisons had antidotes.
Even if there is no antidote for the poison, there will be something that has not yet been discovered that is incompatible with the poison.
It could be a plant, an animal, or some mineral.
So what is the powerful enemy of "destruction"?
"What are you thinking about?" Lei Yufeng couldn't help but ask when he saw her staring blankly at him.
"Nothing!" Mu Yiyi lowered his head in panic and stopped looking at him.
After a while, Weixi brought the wine brewed by Leijia Vineyard.
"I'll do it!" Lei Yufeng stretched out his hand as he watched Wei Xi open the wine with a bottle opener.
Weixi quickly handed him the wine.
Lei Yufeng poured a little wine into Mu Yiyi's wine glass: "The wine is very good, but you can only drink so much!"
"Why is this like this? You say it tastes good and you don't give me more to drink? You're kidding me!"[
"I don't know how much you drink. Besides, you have just recovered. Drink less." In fact, he was worried about her health.
The dazzling blood filled the bed, and he can't forget it to this day.
"Then you let me drink again?"
"I brewed this myself, and I want you to try it!"
Mu Yiyi made a very surprised expression. She held the tall wine glass with her fingertips and shook it gently. Then she put her nose close to the mouth of the glass and took a deep sniff.
"It smells good!" After she finished speaking, she took a small sip, "It tastes good!"
"Drink less!" Lei Yufeng didn't say much in response to her appreciation, his expression was very natural.
"What's your expression? I complimented you, why do you react like this?"
"I know you don't know how to taste wine, so this reaction is normal." Lei Yufeng replied with a smile while eating elegantly.
"I know how to appreciate it!"
"If you were good at drinking, you wouldn't have drank so much last time!"
Mu Yiyi smiled sheepishly and took another sip of wine: "Actually, because you made it, even if I don't know how to taste wine, in my opinion, this is the best."
"Do you want to learn how to make wine?" There was a smile on Lei Yufeng's lips. His usually stern face was incredibly soft at this moment, revealing a touch of laziness. Even his eyes were filled with a touch of tenderness and doting.