Chapter 212

Bang!

Xia Qianqian fell off the chair. My ancestors want to marry her? This is chaos. Lun!

Gu Changsheng looked at her stunned appearance and knew that he had no chance. Raise lips to smile lightly to pretend to be calm: "make a joke, see frighten you."

"Don't make fun of me, Mr. Gu. I can't stand it." Xia Qianqian was relieved and patted her chest. She got up and helped the chair to sit down again. This joke is so scary!

"I'm tired. Go out!" Gu Changsheng said.

"Well, have a good rest. I live next door to you

"Well."

Xia Qianqian left, and the smile on Gu Changsheng's face disappeared instantly. He looked at the closed door, looking lonely.

Sure enough, she didn't want to marry him. Fear of marriage? Or do you hate his Gu Yanjing face?

Qingtong knocked on the door carefully: "young master, I'll send you a handstove."

"In."

Qingtong pushes the door in and hands over the stove.

New charcoal has just been added to the green enamel stove. It's warm. Gu Changsheng gathered the stove, and the cold air on his body had dissipated.

"Young master, I ordered a meal. Do you want to go down to eat? Or to the room? "

Gu Changsheng thought for a moment and asked, "where is Xia Qian?"

"She's eating downstairs."

"Or with Qin song?"

"Yes."

Gu Changsheng just calmed down his anger and ran up again: "I'll go downstairs to eat, too."

……

Qin Ge and Qin Xuan are drinking, but they don't eat much. In fact, Xia Qianqian had already had a meal, but she was reluctant to waste a table, so she continued to eat with her.

"Miss Xia, your hand stove has been replaced with charcoal." Qian Er's hand stove.

Xia Qian holds the hand stove and thinks of Gu Changsheng. He hasn't eaten yet, has he?

She was thinking, Gu Changsheng came downstairs. He wore green fur and white enamel. The handstove is very green and gorgeous.

Qin Ge looked at Gu Changsheng and Xia Qian: "your handstoves seem to be a pair."

"Mr. Qin has a good eye." Gu Changsheng puts his hand stove on the table with a precious smile, and then signals Xia Qianqian to take it.

Xia Qianqian was a little at a loss and handed the stove to him. The perfect combination of two hand stoves, one red and one green, is very eye-catching.

"This is the enamel of jingchanglin!" Qin Xuan blurts out.

Jingchanglin refers to Mr. Changlin, the enamel master in Beijing. Almost all of his works were owned by the nobility in the front of the imperial court and in the middle of Beijing.

Enamel is different from porcelain, but they are all works of art. Jingchanglin is the object of Qin Xuan's worship. I didn't expect to see Jing Changlin's works in a small place like Maoshi town today.

The smile on Gu Changsheng's face was a little deeper: "Mr. Qin Er has seen a lot of people."

"Mr. Gu flatters me." Qin Xuan quickly got up to make a return gift. He was very polite to Gu Changsheng. "If you don't dislike him, you can drink with our brothers."

"But not respectfully." Gu Changsheng slowly sits down, then takes the handstove away and gathers it in his arms. By the way, he hands the red handstove to Xia Qianqian to warm his hands.

Qin Ge and Qin Xuan exchanged their eyes silently, and they all felt that Xia Qianqian and Gu Changsheng had a lot to do with each other.

Qingtong ordered Xiaoer to remove the leftover soup from the table and replace what was on their table - all the signature dishes of the inn!

Xia Qianqian feels her belly regretfully: her stomach can't hold any more.

"Is Mr. Gu from pingning Town, Panxian county?" Qin Xuan asked.

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