So she looked at Rong Yuetian LAN inexplicably, then turned away her eyes, and was too lazy to guess what mood Rong Yuetian Lan was in at the moment.
Rong Yuetian LAN looked at her for a moment and suddenly said, "since it's four people drinking, where are the other two cups?"
Ji Shenyue frowned slightly: "well, I didn't know there would be so many people, so I took his cup with me." She's not a regular drinker.
Rong Yue Tian Lan's finger holds slightly in sleeve: "it seems that your relationship is really good."
Rongyue Tianheng smiled, but his teeth were missing. He put his arm on the shoulder of Ji Shenyue: "of course! We are the friends who have lived, the kind of life and death are inseparable... "
As soon as Ji Shenyue's lips were drawn, this boy's speech today was a bit of a turn.
However, his words like this can't be regarded as a mistake. She and he are indeed friends, and have suffered a lot together
At this time, it's not proper to contradict this, so she smiled, didn't speak, and held up a glass of wine: "come on, let's drink for our friendship." Take the opportunity to pull his wolf claws down.
Rong Yuetian Huan naturally drinks with her freely and then drinks it up.
He smacked and smacked his mouth, then turned to Rong Yuetian and showed off: "brother Shen and I are not only friendly, but also have similar interests and hobbies. For example, I like this wine. Fortunately, brother Shen also likes this wine. Do you think this is predestined fate
Ji Shenyue was shocked by his words.
Today, the boy is talking. What is fate? Isn't that about a couple or a lover?
But can family and friendship use this metaphor?
Ji Shenyue was not sure for a while.
And although Rong Yue Tianhuan is famous for both literature and martial arts, in fact, his attainments in literature are not high, and idioms are sometimes used at wrong times. So even if he uses the wrong allusion now, there is nothing wrong
Rong Yue Tian Lan's lips are light, but he doesn't speak. He turns a cup between his fingers. He pours a glass of wine, takes a sip, frowns and says lightly, "this wine doesn't suit my taste. It's too light."
Rong Yuetian Huan was not convinced: "this wine is strong enough, and it has a lot of stamina. Don't be choosy, you white eater! You have the ability to bring out better wine! "
Ji Shenyue rubbed his eyebrows and heart: "don't do these verbal disputes at this time. He doesn't have anything on his body. Where can I get a good wine? Don't carry these idle bars... "
A word did not finish, suddenly closed his mouth, eyes fell on Rong Yue Tian Lan's fingers.
Let the moon and the sky change into a jar of wine like magic.
He cut off the mud seal on the altar with one palm, and a strong and mellow fragrance of wine suddenly overflowed
Ji Shenyue is good at wine, so she can distinguish the quality of wine only by smelling its fragrance. At this moment, she is refreshed and her pores seem to open.
Good wine!
It seems that the quality of the wine can't be described in two words.
Ji Shenyue has been drinking wine for so many years, but compared with this wine, it seems that the wine can't be tasted
Rong Yuetian Huan was about to grab the wine jar: "good wine! Eighth cousin, how can you take out such good wine now? Come on, full up, full up. " Put the glass in your hand directly under the wine jar.