Chapter 55

The more you walk into song Jueyi's home, the more Ouyang Muhan can feel song Jueyi's wealth. What's it like to live alone in such a big castle? Song Jueyi can give the perfect answer.

Just look at the tip of the iceberg, Ouyang Muhan can't help smacking his tongue. She finally knows why women all over the country want to marry song Jueyi. Just living in this house can give people an illusion of supremacy.

This kind of feeling, is the previous life of Ouyang wooden culvert can't feel, and now, Ouyang wooden culvert can feel.

"My home is pretty, isn't it?" Song Jue Yi passes by Ouyang Muhan and asks in a low voice.

"Don't you know it?" Ouyang Muhan looks back at Song Jueyi and sighs at this kind of person. He knows that his home is beautiful, but he still wants to ask her, is this a show?

"Maybe it's luxurious in other people's eyes, but I don't think it is in your eyes." Song Jue Yi shakes her head and suddenly says something in a gentle way.

Ouyang Muhan thought, it seems that this is the truth. Things have two sides in different people's eyes.

"Behind the house, there is a back garden. It's a small forest. Why don't we have a drink there tonight?"

Song Jue Yi suddenly suggests that Ouyang Muhan has a choice of eyebrows. Song Jue Yi really plans to have a drink with her, right?

"What? Didn't you agree just now? Now you want to go back? " Song Jue Yi asks.

"If you want to drink, I will accompany you!" Ouyang wooden Han seems to be stimulated by song Jue Yi, picking eyebrows and saying.

"I know that you are the most cheerful. In my family, there is nothing more than wine. You can drink as much as you want!"

Song Jue Yi laughs, then rings her fingers and asks the servant to take the wine to the back garden.

Ouyang Muhan didn't think much, so he followed song Jueyi. Sitting in the pavilion in the back garden, Ouyang Muhan couldn't help closing his eyes. I think song Jueyi's life is really enjoyable. One can have so much.

Just as Ouyang Muhan was meditating, a sound startled her. Ouyang Muhan turned his head and saw many servants. When he brought the wine over, Ouyang Muhan was immediately frightened.

This is not a common wine zone. It's like moving the winery here!

I saw these people, each pushing a cart with different types of wine, and other champagne and so on.

Ouyang Muhan widened his eyes and looked at the scene. Finally, there were ten carts in front of her.

In addition to the wine on six carts, the other carts are all exquisite snacks.

Just looking at it, you don't need to touch it or let your tongue feel it. Ouyang Muhan can feel its delicacy. Especially when the halo is shining under the halo, it's so exquisite that people can't open their eyes.

"Are you sure this is the normal way to drink?" Ouyang wooden Han asked with an eyebrow.

"Maybe in other people's eyes, drinking is drinking with a bottle of wine, but in my opinion, this is the real drinking."

Finally, song Jueyi beckons, and a servant brings him a bottle of 72 year old wine. It is obvious that song Jueyi usually likes this one, so the servant is used to his taste.

"You can choose what you want to drink, and you can take whatever you want." Song Jueyi looks back. At this moment, Ouyang Muhan feels that song Jueyi has become a nouveau riche in front of him.

Ouyang Muhan was still immersed in the dullness, and finally recovered, casually pointing to a bottle of wine. She saw that the wine was not rich in color, so it should not be anything after drinking.

But when she got it, she was surprised at what she was holding.

It's not a regular Vintage at all. It's 65 years of blackcurrant.

This bottle of wine is unknown to others, but Ouyang Muhan knows it very well. Her father liked to drink this kind of wine in his previous life. This drink is full of energy, a little bit is hard to accept.

But the wine is already in hand. If you return it, song Jue Yi will laugh at it.

So thinking of this, Ouyang Muhan decided to drink this bottle of wine. She believed that her drinking capacity was not as bad as she thought.

Song Jue Yi looks at every frown and every expression of Ouyang Muhan, and she has probably explored her heart activities all over. All of a sudden, a strange smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and there was a sense of success.

Ouyang Muhan didn't notice so much. He picked up the wine in his hand. After a moment's hesitation, song Jueyi had ordered his servants to take the wine in Ouyang Muhan's hand, and then unscrewed the cork. The servants respectfully poured a cup for Ouyang Muhan and song Jueyi at the same time.

"There are refreshments. Are you sure you don't want some?" Song Jue Yi asked.

"No, when you drink, you never need snacks." Ouyang Muhan returned to the road dominantly.

"The wine you drink has a long history. You'd better eat something and pad your stomach. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable when you get up tomorrow!"Song Jue Yi reminds a way, but see the appearance that Ou Yang wood Han doesn't care at all, eyebrow a wrinkly.

"Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening!" Ouyang Muhan nodded.

"Now that you're listening, you'd better listen to me and have something to eat and pad your stomach first."

“……” Ouyang Muhan frowned. She didn't like the feeling of being instructed.

Song Jue Yi probably felt it too, and quickly changed the saying, "this is my experience. When I started drinking, I didn't like to eat, but I got up the next day with a bad stomach."

“…… All right Seeing this, Ouyang Muhan refused. He chose some cakes to sell and ate them obediently.

"That's right." Seeing this scene, song Jue Yi showed her father like expression and nodded her head with satisfaction.

Ouyang wooden Han rolled his eyes and didn't say much. He picked up his glass and took a breath.

It's really good wine!

Ouyang Muhan can't help but sigh in his heart that this is really a good wine. The 65 year old blackcurrant doesn't taste very strong. It's really good.

"Is this a good bar?" Song Jue Yi asked.

"Of course, it's a good wine. It's 65 years' blackcurrant. It's something you can't buy in the market!"

"It's usually a collector's buyer." Ouyang Muhan added.

"How do you know so much?"

“……”

After Song Jue Yi asks the exit, Ouyang Muhan suddenly stops talking. Yeah, she's just a spoiled roommate. How could she know so much? I forgot that when I was drinking.