He reached out and gently brushed away the tears on Xiaoman's face, completely ignoring the surprised expressions of Qiao Ling and the maids.
Xiao Man pulled Song Wenqing's sleeves unscrupulously and wiped the tears from her face
It was not until Song Wenqing's light green sleeves were covered with spots of water that Xiaoman stopped her tears and burst into tears and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just remember some old past events."
Qiao Ling's eyes wandered between Xiaoman and Song Wenqing. These two men, one with rosy eyes and the other with affectionate feelings. Could it be that they both have a habit of breaking sleeves?
The atmosphere in the pavilion is very awkward. You know, in this place, men are completely unacceptable to playing homosexuality.
Qin Feng smiled indifferently, broke the congested atmosphere and said, "Actually, I think there are other explanations for the last sentence, for example, when the prosperity falls, who will be the one waiting for me in the dim lights? Brother Wen
,You said yes?"
Song Wenqing was shocked to realize that Xiaoman was dressed in men's clothes, and his behavior just now made the people in Qianye Villa next to him embarrassed, so he quickly pulled back his sleeves and said, "Brother Qin is right, good words can always be found.
Many explanations are placed in many places, and different scenes will make people excited.”
The dish was served in time, Qiao Ling bowed and said goodbye with a smile. When his eyes flowed to Xiaoman, he had a hint of regret and reluctance.
Walking to the corridor, Qiao Ling sighed softly again, making Xiaoman feel creepy.
Fortunately, the dishes are very delicate and delicious
Let Xiaoman, who likes food, temporarily forget everything and devote himself to the color, fragrance and taste
Beautiful scenery, food, and wine are always with you
The homemade chrysanthemum wine made by Qianye Villa is mellow, fragrant, sweet, and has no alcohol taste. Xiaoman drank one cup after another, and filled a large pot.
After drinking and eating, Xiaoman picked up the wine pot and looked at it. He felt that it was only about half a pound to die. When he was drinking for the first time, he would get half a pound. Will there be any problems?
Xiaoman shook his head, feeling still sober, and now classified himself as a natural God of Baccarat
Unexpectedly, this chrysanthemum wine has a strong momentum. As soon as Xiaoman left Qianye Villa, his steps began to float, and then he staggered and rushed towards the loess on the ground.