Wei Pujue seems to be more interested in these antiques.

His gaze was obviously on it for a long time, and he looked at it the same way.

But these things are different in Xiao Leng's eyes, they are all money, money, money

It's all money.

Xiao Leng didn't know how to value these things, he just looked at them hastily, and then walked around the small warehouse and there was nothing to do.

The small warehouse is really small.

But because of these expensive things, it suddenly seems a lot wider.

Xiao Leng leaned against the door and waited for Wei Pujue, and accidentally found a hole dug in the bottom of the front.

A long hole.

There seems to be something in it.

Xiao Leng walked over and curiously moved those things out, which were six jars.

Xiao Leng picked up a jar, it was quite heavy, it should have contained a lot of things in it, she shook the jar in her ear, and there was no sound.

Curious, she unwrapped the paper on top of it, and there was another layer of plastic underneath, which was tightly wrapped and made several layers back and forth.

Underneath the plastic is another layer of cork.

So mysterious.

Xiao Leng's heart suddenly beat faster, she picked the cork open, and before she could go up to look, she smelled a strong smell of wine.

Xiao Leng was a little confused, she wanted to put the cork back as soon as possible, but suddenly found that she couldn't bear this taste.

This wine tastes so good.

There is also the sweetness of planting flowers in it.

I'm so drunk.

Xiao Leng's head was a little confused.

The small warehouse is so large that the fragrance is overflowing, and it fills the whole room in a while.

Wei Pujue also smelled the aroma of wine in the next second.

The first thing he thought of was Xiao Leng.

Wei Pujue walked out from behind the shelf, and saw Xiao Leng squatting on the ground, holding his face with both hands, and smiling stupidly.

This guy

Wei Pujue couldn't cry or laugh.

After Xiao Leng saw him, he was already sticky.

Wei Pujue helped her.

Xiao Leng's personality will be different every time he is drunk, and his temperament has changed and changed, but he feels that Xiao Leng is a little coquettish in nature every time.

If it would be fine in their apartment now, it would be good to be in the villa, but what happened was in the wilderness and there was one more man.

He didn't want Xiao Leng to be looked at by other people.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

Every time Xiao Leng got drunk, even the sobering soup didn't have any good effect, so he could only relieve it by himself.

Then Wei Pujue is going to have a night of grinding with Xiao Leng.

Wei Pudong grabbed Xiao Leng's arm with both hands and shook it, wanting her to sober up, he lowered his voice and leaned into Xiao Leng's ear and asked, "Can you hear what I said now?"

Xiao Leng's eyes were still confused, but she nodded very obediently.

"I can hear it. "The voice is also grandma's.

If it weren't for the red little face and the sudden change of temperament, Wei Pujue would definitely think that this person was not drunk.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still a small independent room, Wei Pujue specially explained a few words to Xiao Leng, "You must know that we live here, and we have to sleep for one night."

You don't want to lie on the ground, hay, I don't want you to lay it.

So Leng Leng will bring the clothes in the suitcase back to our apartment and transfer the quilt to the suitcase, okay, do you hear?"

Xiao Leng nodded: "I heard it." ”

But after finishing speaking, her neck could no longer support her head, and a heavy head slammed on Wei Pujue's chest.

Wei Pujue felt that his bones were about to be shattered by Xiao Leng.

After giving Wei Pujue such a heavy blow, Xiao Leng had no other reaction.

Wei Pujue was afraid that she would fall asleep, so he pulled her up again, patted her little face, and coaxed her in a low voice: "You transfer the quilt first, be obedient, so that you can sleep well later." ”

It's useless to reason during this time, Xiao Leng muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's so annoying." ”

Xiao Leng slapped Wei Pujue's hand away with the back of his hand like chasing flies.

She felt that Wei Pujue was very annoyed, and she was afraid that he would continue to wake her up, so Xiao Leng did what he said.

After finishing, Xiao Leng glared at Wei Pujue very dissatisfied.

In the next second, he fell asleep in his arms, leaning on Wei Pujue softly.

Wei Pujue didn't have the heart to continue looking, he walked out with Xiao Leng, closed the small wooden door, and looked at the man.

The man seemed to recognize the reality and behaved honestly, and he kept the same posture as before.

Therefore, Wei Pujue just glanced at him lightly.

But with a fluttering glance, it still threatened the man.

This man seemed no less dangerous than this aunt

Because there is always a sticky Xiao Leng by his side, it is very inconvenient for Wei Pujue to do things.

He opened the suitcase, and suddenly a pillow popped out of it.

Wei Pujue: ""

There are almost no gaps in the suitcase, and it is very full and pressed very tightly.

Wei Pujue originally wanted Xiao Leng to only bring a quilt and sheets, after all, two suitcases couldn't fit it.

Unexpectedly, after the suitcase was opened, he found that Xiao Leng had brought all the quilts in the apartment, including the pillows

The trunk acts as a compression bag.

But the belts were all brought over, and they couldn't be left out in the cold, Wei Pujue tried to use everything.

So, the man on the side was on his hay bed, watching them in a stunned posture as a tourist camper.

I'm here for a vacation

That's not the point either.

The point is why so many things can fit into these two little suitcases, and it's hard to figure out.

After Xiao Leng felt the familiar aura under him, he stopped holding Wei Pujue and threw himself directly on the bed.

Wei Pujue took off Xiao Leng's shoes relentlessly and stuffed the pillow under her dishonest head.

He himself found a comfortable position and lay down.

Under the quilt, Wei Pujue wrapped his hand around Xiao Leng's waist, and warned before closing his eyes: "Pay attention to your eyes, don't look around." ”

Xiao Leng was already asleep, and it was conceivable who he was saying to him.

The man nodded one after another, and found that Wei Pujue couldn't see it, so he could only respond in a row.

But the room was quiet again, and the man still felt a little unbelievable.

He wanted to get up slowly and see if there was anything missing in the warehouse.

But the hay is piled up under the man, and as long as there is movement, the hay will clatter, so he can only itch in his heart, and he can't show it on his face.

Hey, why didn't anyone ask what it was and how it got it?

Are they all so relieved?