Leng Qingyan frowned. It turned out that the queen was not a good person. She hurt people for her rights and status. Leng Qingyan clenched her teeth, looked at the man and asked, "then why are you men and men here..."
Leng Qingyan's words were interrupted by the man before he finished. The man suddenly looked up at Leng Qingyan and said, "Shh! Keep your voice down. It's normal to be a good man here. Because there are no women, the men here gradually like men."
i see!
"Why don't you try to find a partner in another country?"
"No one here has gone out except Lord Feng. People in this place are very comfortable now. No one is willing to leave."
"What about you? Don't you want to leave?" Leng Qingyan asked again, picking up a piece of meat and eating it in his mouth.
"... the man frowned without saying anything, so he picked up his tray and left. He seems very taboo.
Leng Qingyan looked at the man's back for a long time, took back his eyes, took a glass of wine and drank it. The wine was very sweet and comfortable. It was not liquor.
Isn't daughter red the kind of adult wine?
Leng Qingyan looked at the faint liquid in the cup suspiciously. The color didn't look like daughter red. It was obviously not daughter red.
"Man!" Leng Qingyan put down his glass and shouted again, man.
The guy who came back was a little fellow, and he dressed up too. His face was thick with thick eyeliner. It was really very smelly.
Leng Qingyan was disgusted with the smell of fat and powder on the man, frowned and asked, "why doesn't my wine taste?"
Facing Leng Qingyan's question, the man was not afraid at all and said softly: "Sir, the wine in our shop is all good wine. Where can there be no wine taste."
Not yet!
Lengqing Yan looked at the man coldly and said, "I drink this wine tasteless. You can't cheat money with fake wine!"
"My guest, the conscience of heaven and earth! The wine in the shop is all good wine brewed by ourselves. It's good wine for a hundred years. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand wine."
The guy even reasoned with Leng Qingyan. Leng Qingyan patted the table and stood up angrily: "you say good wine is good wine. I don't have any taste. It's obviously not like wine. Your shop is very big. It won't be mixed with water!"
"What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand wine. Don't go out and ask who owns my Fuchun building. Is this where you, an outsider, can run wild?" the man looked at coldly with a red face.
"Don't you allow others to say that your wine is fake? If you dare to sell fake wine, you should know that someone knows that your wine is fake!" "what are you talking about? Someone beat the dead smelly boy out to me." the man was about to take it back, and the shopkeeper rushed over and slapped the table angrily.
At the age of forty or fifty, the treasurer even drew an eyeliner. The eyeliner still looks good and loud on the back. His eyes are wrinkled on his age. How to look at the eyeliner is very strange.
As soon as the shopkeeper's voice fell, several big men came around. They all had sticks in their hands. Leng Qingyan was not afraid to stand up slowly. Looking at the shopkeeper with cold eyes, he said, "you did wrong yourself. Now you have to hit people!"
Leng Qingyan deliberately raised her voice and spoke to the shopkeeper in order to attract the attention of those nearby, but no one noticed her. Leng Qingyan's eyes flashed. Just ready to be soft, a voice rang from behind.
"Shopkeeper, your wine is really light and tasteless."
This sound is very familiar!
Leng Qingyan Xunsheng looked and saw a man sitting in the corner. The man's dark hair stood up high in the back of his head as a horsetail, and his hair was tied with a purple gold jade crown. Because he was sitting near the window, his hair flew with the wind. He was wearing a smoke gray gauze skirt, a lazy style.
Play Erlang!
How did he show up here? Isn't he back? Many questions are in my mind. Leng Qingyan's eyebrows frown gently and looks at Shua Erlang. Shua Erlang has approached with steps. When she came close, Leng Qingyan found that Shua Erlang had put on makeup.
The makeup on his face is different from those in the inn. His eyebrows are somewhat lighter, and he doesn't know what to use to make them so delicate. The eyes of the stars have become thick and thick, which add a little enchanting and charming.
The shopkeeper's expression changed several times when he saw Shua Erlang. He knelt on the ground with a "Dong" sound, and his face was full of panic. All the people in the hall knelt on the ground. No one dared to raise their eyes, lower their heads, kneel in fear, and even dare not breathe. For a moment, the noisy restaurant could hear a needle falling on the ground.
"Get up!" Shua Erlang glanced at those people and said faintly. The people in the hall stood up. The shopkeeper didn't have the posture of just now. After apologizing to Leng Qingyan, he turned and walked away.
"Why are you here?" Leng Qingyan was stunned for a moment and looked up at Shua Erlang.
"This is my hometown. Wanderers always have to go back to their hometown after a long time outside." Shua Erlang slowly sat opposite Leng Qingyan, held the wine glass with his slender fingers, looked up and drank the wine in the glass.
"Are you from Luoyun country? Are you... Are you not from Chen country?" Leng Qingyan stared at Shua Erlang with round eyes. When she met Shua Erlang at that time, she saw with her own eyes that the bitch twisted Shua Erlang's ears to teach and scold. That's not like the way a fake mother and son would get along with each other. And it doesn't seem like a fake to play Saburo!
What the hell is going on?
"I grew up in the state of Chen, and I met my mother not long ago," said Shua Erlang after filling his glass with a glass of wine.
Leng Qingyan looked at Shua Erlang deeply. If she hadn't seen him appear in this country, she wouldn't believe that this is Shua Erlang's hometown. Such a sunny boy would have been born in this man's country. Leng Qingyan looked at the male and female men around him and focused on Shua Erlang.
Playing Erlang looks better in women's clothes than women.
"I thought you would be with Fei Li. Xiao Putao is dead. Fei Li should need you." Leng Qingyan picked up a chopstick of meat and sent it to his mouth.
"Xiao Putao will not return to me when she dies. We need to calm down the two of us. She should be very safe in the side of the Xiao family. I will not disturb her." when * * Lang mentioned Xue Feili, the eyes would be dim in the moment.