I have to say that Ren Yao's pose is quite good-looking.

With his elbows propped up on the ground, the whole person leaned down, his legs stretched straight together, and the other hand holding the red wine, after brushing the big wavy hair, he almost used his thumb to burst the ice cap, and poured a mouthful to highlight the chic.

Of course, the red wine ice cap can't be opened... She wouldn't do that.

Ren Yao maintained this shape for three seconds, and saw Lao Luo, Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong rushing in front of her, and when she was still thinking about how to get up gracefully, she was dragged up.

After dusting off the snow overnight, she didn't feel embarrassed, and even elegantly stretched out her slender hand and shook it with Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian found that the nail art on her hand was too dazzling, and she held it loosely, and then greeted the guest respectfully.

Ren Yao walked into the mansion, first looked at the decoration and layout, and then nodded with satisfaction, confirming that this was the style she liked.

Changing into little white slippers, she ushered in the greetings of Liu Mei and Ye Mozhu.

For some reason, Zhang Xiaojian found that Ren Yao's attitude was a little cold when facing Liu Mei, but he was much more enthusiastic when he changed to Ye Mozhu.

But it doesn't matter, I have long heard that she loves wine, and sure enough, she immediately opened the red wine she brought with a corkscrew, and saw that the goblet in Zhang Xiaojian's house came from Riedel, she couldn't help but say more satisfied: "I'll have a drink first, you don't have to pay attention to me." ”

As she spoke, she poured a quarter of a glass of red wine, sniffed it first and then woke up, without pinching it at all, and after taking a sip of enjoyment, her facial features stretched out, as if she had been poisoned by some martial arts before, and this cup was the antidote.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at this scene and suddenly thought that the 90-year-old red wine of Romai that she had sent before was drunk as grape juice by a few of them who didn't know how to drink, if she knew... It should be a thunderbolt.

Ren Yao put down his wine glass at this time and asked, "By the way, did you give you that bottle of Romai to drink, how is it?"

Zhang Xiaojian coughed and said honestly: "I drank it, but I don't know much about wine, but I also know that it must be very good." ”

"It's okay if you don't understand......" was about to say something, Ren Yao's nose suddenly reeled, "Hmm." He sighed, and then walked into the Chinese-style closed kitchen with a wine glass.

Sniffing the taste, she first saw Ye Mozhu, who put the soup spoon to her mouth and was looking sideways at her.

Then, making sure that the taste came from the steaming casserole, and that the soup in the spoon came from the casserole, she asked, "Can I taste it?"

Faced with this inexplicable request, Ye Mozhu stretched out the soup spoon in his hand a little inexplicably.

Ren Yao cautiously leaned out his neck, blew the hot air in the soup, took a small sip, and in an instant, his facial features gathered together, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Mozhu was stupid: "What's wrong... Is it too bad to drink? ”

Ren Yao hurriedly waved his hand, and for a while it seemed a little difficult to speak.

Zhang Xiaojian, who was watching this scene outside the door, asked, "Isn't it... What's wrong with this, it's too much to drink?"

Gao Qingsong didn't know how to answer this question, but he knew that it couldn't be too much, because Ren Yao's alcohol consumption was notoriously good.

Luo Yu seemed to be more familiar with Ren Yao, and he said: "Ren is always an emotional person. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ren Yao in the kitchen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the bottom of his palm, and at this time he still did not forget that she had done nail art and could not mess with water, which showed that she was a person who could not mess with her makeup and remained elegant at all times, and then said: "This is a tofu ball casserole." ”

Ye Mozhu nodded.

"It tastes so much like my mom made. ”

Ye Mozhu: "You don't have to be so polite. ”

After saying that, she thought about it for a while, and immediately said: "No, I didn't mean to take advantage of you, I meant..."

Ren Yao raised his hand and said nonchalantly: "Take another bite." ”

So Ye Mozhu stretched out the soup spoon again, and Ren Yao took another sip, this time enjoying it more than the expression she had just drunk red wine.

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The perceptual Mr. Ren has since become Ye Mozhu's follower.

No matter what Ye Mozhu does, she wants to taste it, Zhang Xiaojian feels that she will eat and drink before the family banquet officially starts, and she doesn't seem to care about these details, the more she drinks, the redder her face becomes, and the more she eats, the more crooked her eyes become.

It didn't take long for a retro sedan to arrive in front of the mansion.

Zhang Xiaojian opened the door again, and saw a middle-aged burly man pushing the car door down, holding his head high, wearing a black Tang suit, full of energy.

Zheng Weixun, Zheng Jiakai's uncle.

Obviously, after Zhang Xiaojian came to Daqingshan, this master knew that Zhang Xiaojian was his own family, so he did not shake hands with Zhang Xiaojian, but opened his arms and hugged Zhang Xiaojian.

Zheng Weixun opened his mouth and said in a thick voice: "Jia Kai said, let me take good care of you, that kid has a temper, I don't dare to provoke him." ”

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Didn't he say that he wanted to come to Ningyuan, why didn't he come." ”

Zheng Weixun: "It's almost time to touch it, don't mention him, it's your two friends that it's your business, and I'm here to make friends with you today." ”

Zhang Xiaojian hurriedly let go: "Uncle Zheng is polite, go into the house." ”

While walking, Zheng Weixun said, "I heard that you have a girlfriend?"

"Hmm. ”

Zheng Weixun took out a bracelet from his pocket and said, "Give it to her, don't dislike it's a gadget." ”

Because of Zheng Jiakai's relationship, Zhang Xiaojian was not polite, smiled and took it in his hand, and then looked at it, but didn't see any flowers.

Gao Qingsong said on the side: "Xiaoye Rosewood, or Xiaoye Rosewood, which exists at the same time as Venus and Gall, Uncle Zheng is stylish when he makes a move." ”

Zheng Weixun said generously: "Qingsong, you can distinguish the grade of Xiaoye Rosewood?"

Gao Qingsong: "I lived in the village for a while a while ago, and the old man also likes to fiddle with this thing. ”

Everyone entered the house at this time, Zheng Weixun saw Ren Yao, whose face was already crimson, and raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Ren, what's the matter, I haven't eaten yet, and I drank it?"

Ren Yao shook his wine glass and said with a smile: "I didn't bring white, I won't drink with you today." ”

Zheng Weixun: "Then I'm drinking red." ”

Ren Yao waved his hand: "You can't drink red wine, you can talk about antiques for a night after drinking too much, and your head is dizzy." ”

Luo Yu proposed: "You can drink your own, and I'll tell you a night's game." ”

Zheng Weixun pouted: "The old man doesn't understand the most is the game, after a while, Luo Fat, you can talk about it well, see if the crutch crutches on your face." ”

The three of them were talking and laughing, and there was a sound of cars outside the gate that had not yet been closed, Zhang Xiaojian looked back and saw the old red flag with two headlights on in the spacious mountain road coming here.

In the night, the small red flag on the front of the red flag is still flying in the wind and the colors are bright, looking at its leisurely speed, it always feels like it is participating in the military parade, and there should be a red song BGM sounding at this time.