Chapter 90 I like wine, I like your dimples more

When Lou Shang was grading and tasting Brunschweig whisky, he found that there was a barrel in the aging of these warehouses, which had a serious methanol exceedance problem.

In the relatively incomplete memory of the fifth summer, the barrel of wine may have been drunk on the day of the fifth Qiwen's death.

There are more and more clues, and the truth is becoming more and more confusing, but Lou Shang still chooses to stay away under Lou Xia's advice.

The bits and pieces of information that Lou Xia recalled, the barrel in Yellownimis's room, and the barrel in question in the warehouse were all in the hands of Sergeant Frederick.

There are too many film and television dramas, advocating revenge and stabbing enemies.

The fifth summer never watches dramas.

Lou Xia's attitude is very clear, in order to find out these so-called truths, it is a thing that outweighs the losses by finally putting himself and the people around him into it.

After so many years, what can I find out if I go to check it myself? Professional things are left to professional people to do.

watched too much of the suspense drama Shuai Ge, and wondered if Sheriff Frederick also had a problem.

Lou Xia's opinion is that if even the sheriff has a problem, then he should stay away even more.

The fact that Hierónimis was able to die well in a nursing home is enough to show that people who are not threatened will not be in danger of life.

Lou Shang wants the truth, but what overrides the truth is his unconditional obedience to his sister's decision.

It took the Shangxia siblings a month to complete the handover of the original liquor with the Thompson brothers and the inheritance procedures with the Brunschweig distillery.

After Lou Shang answered "yes", he waited for Master Lou Shang, who likes cultural ambassadors, to express his words.

However, the outcast-off brother who has been out of the ordinary for five years has been too long and too long, and he doesn't know what the fireworks in the world are like.

For a whole month after returning to China with literature first, literature and art used all the patience in her life on Lou Shang, and she didn't wait for Lou Shang's words.

Even if it's an emoji from social software.

This makes the literature and art that grew up in the palm of his hand very hurt.

Turning grief and anger into an ambassador of wine culture with the ability to work, every day he thinks about how to turn the castle into a whisky museum "quickly and efficiently".

The hardest part is the days when there is nothing to do.

With the direction of effort, the wait becomes less long.

Meet a month later.

At the airport in Pudong.

In the second when literature and art rushed to Lou Shang's side.

Accusations came one after another in the next second: "Lou Lou Bao has obviously confessed to Yiyi, how can he be like a person who has never confessed?"

In terms of the ability to reverse black and white, literature and art recognize the second, and no one dares to recognize the first.

"Need me to do something?"

"Of course, Yiyi wants the baby's hug and hug~"

“……”

Lou Shang was indeed happy with his enthusiasm for literature and art, but he never thought that he would pull the progress bar so fast.

Lou didn't answer, and walked out quickly.

Seeing that the baby Lou Lou didn't work, the demon queen was so sweet that it didn't work + she changed her title to "Shang Shang Beibei~"

“……”

Lou Shang was just forced to answer a "yes", and when he came to literature and art, he became "hugging and hugging", not to mention, he had to be demoted from a human being to a "scallop".

Lou Shang quickened his pace, looking like he was going to flee the scene quickly.

Literature and art hurriedly followed, and the road didn't take two steps before he fell gorgeously.

This, very wrestling enchantress.

0.01 seconds before Lou Shang fell to the ground, Cheng Geng caught her and took Wenyi into his arms.

"Are you okay?" Lou Shang's concern for the girl he said yes was not discounted at all.

"Hug and hug Lou Lou's baby, how can Yiyi have anything?" Wenyi happily rubbed into Lou Shang's arms.

The coquettish enchantress was overjoyed: [Hmph, why don't you eat the fireworks in the world?

Along with the complacent complacency of literature and art, there was a sentence that resounded through the airport: "Wow!

Lou Shang's traffic is no less than that of top stars, but it is so mysterious that it does not appear in the public eye at all.

For fans of the league, seeing the dumped brother is similar to winning the lottery jackpot.

Because it was not a public itinerary for Brother Dumped, Shuai Ge did not find a security company and did not personally pick up people in the international arrival hall.

Shuai Ge did this in order to "avoid suspicion".

Otherwise, Fat Geton's stunning body shape and super high popularity will definitely not let his domineering brilliance be stained with a "passerby" who has lost 200,000 fans.

Lou Shang and Shuai Ge made an appointment on the specific location of the low-key joint.

How do you know that the literary and artistic meeting that has to come to pick up people in the same car is "crazy to lose your mind", which directly exposed Lou Shang.

If literature and art want to hug and hug in Islay, it's okay, and they hug and hug so widely at the domestic airport.

was accidentally seen and photographed, and before the literature and art were drowned by the spitting stars of the alliance, it became a problem to get out of the airport safely.

The fifth summer saw that the situation was not good, and dragged Wenyi and Lou Shang all the way.

The experience of running away and hiding, there is a world of difference between Lou Shang and Wenyi, the two flowers in the greenhouse, and the fifth summer.

Due to the lack of familiarity with the airport, the fifth summer ran out of the self, and there was no direction at all.

Know to see a fenced off storefront that is being renovated.

There can be no decoration noise during the day, and there is a high probability that there are no workers in the fence.

Fifth Xia quickly assessed it, and stuffed Lou Shang and Wenyi into it.

Brother Dumped and National Sister are well-known, and he is an amateur in the fifth summer.

Even if someone finds out, it's not a big deal.

Fifth Xia continued to run forward for dozens of meters before finally stopping.

But at the moment when she thought she was safe, she was caught up.

The person who chased after him from behind patted Fifth Xia on the shoulder.

A reflexive over-the-shoulder fall was immediately delivered.

The last time I was conditioned, the fifth summer fell Lou Shang in the ancient castle.

This time by reflex, the fifth summer fell literature at the airport.

Literature is to find that literature and art get out of the car without saying hello and run away, and I don't feel at ease before I come to take a look.

Knowing his sister Brother Mo Ruo, Literature soon saw the commotion caused by his sister and brought two security guards to help.

When literature arrived, he only saw the fifth summer alone.

In order to avoid a secondary riot from the national gentry, literature wearing masks and hats chose the least noticeable way of "greeting" - patting on the shoulder.

It is taboo to pat her on the shoulder in a place that is out of sight in the fifth summer.

Literature and art know, but literature does not know.

A good girl, why does she have agile movements like a cheetah?

The national gentleman was a little embarrassed by the fifth summer, but he quickly got up.

If someone photographed the famous scene of a national gentleman being "beaten", he would be embarrassed and small, and he would be attacked in the fifth summer.

Fifth Xia recalled the soft tissue contusion and slight concussion after the over-the-shoulder fall, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"Xia Xia, don't worry. I'm fine. Literature smiled more gentlemanly than ever.

Fifth Summer stared at the face of literature.

It seems that he doesn't understand what literature says, and he seems to want to see through literature directly through his eyes.

The national gentleman was a little uncomfortable with the Fifth Summer.

When Wenyi brought the fifth summer to the house for the first time, literature was explored by his sister's best friend with such eyes.

There is nothing in the exploration itself, but after the fifth summer exploration, he does the "closing action" with a look of pity.

That distinctive look has made literature remember it to this day.

"Yiyi and I have been practicing taekwondo together since we were children, and over-the-shoulder falls and the like are all very normal exercises, and I know how to protect myself, so I'm fine, Xia Xia can rest assured. Literature preceded the "Second Mercy" of the fifth summer and gave a further explanation.

But he still didn't avoid the "ending action" based on pity that was finally fixed in the eyes of the fifth summer.

The back of literature hurts as if it was torn, but compared to his back, his heart seems to be more fragmented.

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Inside the somewhat dark enclosure, Lou Shanghe and Wenyi listened to the movement outside.

At the beginning, Wenyi was worried about whether someone would chase after him, and Lou Shang was worried about whether Lou Xia would be okay outside.

After half a minute of silence, knowing that there was no longer a dangerous literary art, he turned around and hugged Lou Shang's waist stiffly: "It's so dark here, and Yiyi is so scary." ”

Literature and art don't care at all, there is a gap between "a little dark" and "good black" that can't see the five fingers.

It was not enough to "hug and hug" directly, and even buried his head in Lou Shang's chest.

Lou Shang's heartbeat, which was accelerated by running, was buried by literature and art to climb further.

"Lou Lou baby is there any heart problem? Baby rest assured, even if Shang Shang Beibei has heart problems, Yiyi will not dislike you. ”

Combined with the "ironclad evidence" that Lou Shang often goes to the hospital, her thinking quickly jumps to how to take care of the daily life of a heart patient.

Lou Shang was held by literature and art, and he didn't know where to put his hands passively.

Hearing the gushing care of literature and art, he finally responded and gently put his hand on the back of literature and art.

It is completely different from the kind of holding method that Wenyi wants to "break" Lou Shang's waist.

Lou Shang responded softly, and excitedly hugged Lou Shang's strength a few points more, as if, a little looser, Lou Shang would disappear.

Lou Shang thought of a joke to ease Wenyi's mood at the moment: "If I have a heart problem, do you want to change my heart for me." ”

"Change your heart...... There is only one heart, and there are two kidneys, what if ...... If it can be matched, it is still possible to change the kidney, and the heart...... Words of the heart...... Think about it. ”

Lou Shang didn't expect that one of his jokes would make literature and art fall into serious thinking and entanglement.

"If you don't break my waist, my heart and kidneys shouldn't be fine. ”

Lou Shang is not without experience in love, he has had a girlfriend for two and a half years, and has been dumped fifty times, and his experience is not insignificant.

But it's the first time I've had such intimate physical contact with a girl.

It's the first time I've met a girl who will be taken seriously if he makes a joke.

"Listen to Xia Xia, you went back to pack your luggage only to find that you lost the limited edition Lelouch figure, I haven't been on the Internet for a few years, and I searched for almost a month to find the same as what looks like in your previous photos, and I don't know if it's what you lack. Lou Shang handed Wenyi a blind box.

Fortunately, the pockets of his jacket today are relatively low, otherwise the box must have been "hugged and embraced" by literature and art.

"I'm sick of it, why didn't Lou Lou Baobao talk to Yiyi when he was looking for a figure? The cultural ambassador thought that Lou Shang was a master who turned his face and didn't recognize people after confessing, but he was worried about dying Yiyi!"

The little grievances of the coquettish enchantress are mixed with a lot of touches.

A person who has been away from mobile phones and the Internet for five years will find a way to find her a limited edition figure.

Whether it's right or wrong, it's the best gift that literature and art have ever received.

In the past month, Lou Shang has not only helped Wenyi find limited-edition figures, but also used a small part of the remaining whiskey original to mix "Xia Xiaojiu".

Because I haven't found it, I haven't been in contact with literature and art.

The tears are lower than the lower and lower literary and artistic bursts in an instant.

Stopping his tears, Wenyi used the lines of "Rebellious Lelouch" to release a declaration of love to Lou Shang: "If the whole world betrays you, I will stand behind you and betray the whole world." ”

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Shuai Ge had a live broadcast of the winery today, and after the driver sent everyone to the house of the Xueyi brothers and sisters, he didn't get out of the car.

Wenyi took Lou Shang's arm and entered the house.

At this scene, Tong Hua was so happy that he couldn't do it: "Art baby, you are really amazing." So soon, I kidnapped a son-in-law for my mother and brought it home. It's not like the stupid son of literature who is neither desirable nor useful. ”

Tong Hua made no secret of his preference for literature and art.

Tong Hua has always been fond of his pair of dragon and phoenix children.

Parents who say that they treat everyone equally all day long often inadvertently hurt the child who is not favored, leading to competition and conflict between the two children.

The blatant preference for painting has instead cultivated his son into a "sister control".

The mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, which is originally a matter of joy the more she looks at it.

The pair of literature and art and Lou Shang can be regarded as an unexpected surprise for the painting, and the painting with double the degree of joy has so many reasons for 100,000, I want to ask clearly.

The whole mind of Tong Painting is on literature and art and Lou Shang.

The national gentleman, as usual, gentlemanly entered the door of his house.

The butler, as usual, raised his hand to help Literature take off the coat that he would take off when he entered the door, and Literature smiled and said to the butler no.

Then he motioned to the housekeeper to take the suitcase of the fifth summer to the room.

Fifth Xia refused.

Lou Shang didn't say that he wanted to stay today, so Lou Xia didn't feel that it was necessary for his luggage to get to the guest room.

She is a person with an older brother, and she should follow his brother home.

"After sitting on the plane for so long, shouldn't Xia Xia go up and take a shower first?" the gentleman's tone and the gentleman's smile.

"No. Fifth Xia used his usual conciseness to express his thoughts.

I looked up again and looked at it seriously, from the movements to the expressions, it was so perfect that it was flawless literature.

This is the third time in literature, and from the eyes of the fifth summer, I feel a feeling of being seen through.

After a few seconds of stiffness, the body quickly returned to normal.

Literature explained his whereabouts to his sister and mother: "Mother's stupid son, Yiyi's stupid brother, go upstairs to change clothes first." ”

There is nothing unusual, the same gentlemanly movements as usual, the same perfect expression.

After finishing the literature, he walked in the direction of the elevator at home.

Literature has gone this way, and the fifth summer is staring at his back.

Until Tong Hua took literature and art and Lou Shang sat down in the living room.

Until the elevator door closes.

Fifth Xia took back the backpack he was carrying from the housekeeper.

From the stairs next to the elevator, in one breath, I ran to the third floor.

Wait until the second the elevator door opens again.

Fifth Summer appeared at the elevator entrance.

appeared in front of the literature with both hands on the elevator handrail.

Literature didn't expect to meet the fifth summer at this time.

Instinctively stood up straight, giving Fifth Summer a gentlemanly and perfect smile.

Fifth Xia just looked at literature like this, and the second the elevator door closed again, she stretched out her hand to stall.

Fifth Xia stretched out his hands to Literature in a low voice, palms facing up, similar in height to crutches.

gave an instruction that she had told Lou Shang in the literary resort:

“Follow my instrction, move your left leg then right, let me know if you cant follow the rhythm.”

The body and expression of the literature became even more stiff after the fifth summer said this.

He was a little lacking in thinking and put his hand on Fifth Xia's hand.

Following Fifth Xia's instructions, he walked to his room step by step, first with his left foot and then with his right foot.

The sparring of taekwondo, and the over-the-shoulder wrestling that Fifth Xia groped out from "actual combat", can never be the same concept.

Today's wrestling at the airport was no lighter than the previous wrestling at the castle.

Even if literature is not as badly injured as Lou Shang, it is impossible that it will not have no reaction at all.

When you get on the bus, you will tear, and you have to sit upright in the car, and you will have a wound on your back, so you will not be able to lean back on the seat at all.

The act of getting out of the car is just as torture, and with every step, the muscles behind it are tugged.

Literature is the whole process, pretending to be like a person who has nothing to do.

It wasn't until Literature refused to allow the housekeeper to help him take off his coat that Fifth Summer realized that something was wrong.

Then the fifth summer saw the part of the way where literature went to the elevator.

Perfect stride, straight back, only the rhythm is much slower than usual walking.

The second the elevator closed, the action of literature directly supporting the handrail made Fifth Summer confirm the strangeness of literature's body.

Fifth, Xia's first impression of literature was not very good.

A person who is always smiling and can't completely unload his heart and be himself in his own home.

In the eyes of the fifth summer, there is no sincerity at all.

The first time she went to a literary house, Fifth Xia saw through the "fake" of literature at a glance, which is why she would reveal a sympathetic look with pity when she sat face-to-face for dinner for the first time.

The second time I went to the literary house, literature was still the same "fake" as before, but the fifth summer didn't know what kind of eyes he should use to face it.

It's obviously not lightly injured, so why pretend to be fine?

Fifth Xia didn't know whether he should feel that literature was fake, or whether he should feel guilty about the wounds on literature.

pretended to be good, and was caught by someone, which made the national gentleman have a deep embarrassment that it is not to laugh, and it is not to laugh.

Embarrassing the way of literature, Fifth Summer always lowered his head and looked at his backward path.

It avoids the embarrassment of literature from escalating into embarrassment.

"Human crutches" send literature directly to the bedside.

Literature thought of sitting on the bed, and Fifth Xia directly motioned for him to lie on the bed, and then, without saying a word, he lifted Literature's shirt from behind.

Fifth, Xia was unsurprisingly surprised to see a large patch of red.

If you don't handle it well, it will definitely be purple the next day.

More serious than turning purple is the uncertainty of whether there is a dark injury such as a bone injury4.

Fifth Xia, who has always been indifferent to "other people's business", had two strange thoughts in his heart-

If she hadn't come up just now, how would the literary person get back to the room?

The wound on the back, how to deal with it by himself?

Fifth Xia's heart was faintly sad.

Is it because she is the culprit who leads to the hands of literature?

Fifth Xia thought that he could see through literature at a glance, but it turned out that the smile of a national gentleman was not so easy to see through at a glance.

Is this time literature more fake than the first time?

The answer is yes.

Is this literature more annoying than the last time?

The answer is clearly no.

Why doesn't literature admit that it is hurt?

Is it because of face, or do you not want to worry about literature and art?

Or is there something else?

In the fifth summer's mind, there were many thoughts.

Without drinking too much, it was the first time that Fifth Summer had such an active mind.

Fifth Xia shook his head, shook off a lot of thoughts in his head, and took out a bottle of ointment for bruises from his bag.

Now is not the right time to think seriously, and it is imperative to help literature deal with the wounds behind it.

After throwing off a lot of ideas, Fifth Summer treats literature as a mere wounded person, and doesn't take into account any differences between men and women, just like she used to volunteer.

Literature instinctively wanted to cut off the Fifth Summer's help: "Why do you have these in your bag." ”

"To Yiyi. ”

There is a girlfriend who has a habit of cleanliness and falls at every turn, and disinfectant and bruise cream have always been the standard in the fifth summer carry-on bag.

"Thank you for helping me take care of Yiyi for so many years. After finishing the literature, he felt awkward again, and added: "Help me and my mother." ”

Fifth Xia did not respond to literary gratitude.

After rubbing the ointment on his own hands, he gently pressed it onto the back of the literature.

As a volunteer with an ALS Advanced Life Support certificate, dealing with the wounds on Literature's body, Fifth Summer is professional and adept: "It hurts. Tell me. ”

Literature feels like its whole back is burning, the kind that burns all the way to the heart.

He's pretending to be good.

Ming Mingyi, his mother and the housekeeper didn't notice his abnormality.

Why did the fifth summer find out?

After wiping the ointment and confirming that Literature did not hurt his muscles and bones, Fifth Summer pulled his shirt back into place.

Literature is reluctant to lie on its stomach so unfiguratively.

Fifth, Natsu helped him as he struggled to get up.

Literature wanted to smile gentlemanly at Fifth Xia, but when he smiled, he couldn't pull the corners of his mouth.

This is the first "failure" of the literary smile after the death of my father.

"You don't laugh. Pretty. "The Fifth Summer gave the national gentleman an evaluation that he had not received from anyone.

Literature wanted to say something to express his mood at the moment, thought about it, and finally came out with only two words that were not nutritious: "Thank you." ”

"I fell. Thank me?" Fifth Xia couldn't figure out why a person who was injured by his own fall should thank himself.

Fifth Xia's way of speaking was too straightforward, and his tone sounded like a stinging person.

Literature didn't know what to say, and the silence was so awkward that the air became awkward.

The fifth summer, who hurt people, finally lost some reason, and took out a glass bottle without a wine label from his bag: "I'll give it to you." ”

If you hurt someone, you should always make some compensation.

"Brunschweig whiskey bottled in Westwood?" Literature participated in the live broadcast of "Dumped Brother Looking for Mother", and naturally knows the last master distiller of the Brunschweig family.

"Summer drink. Sample wine. "What the fifth summer gave to literature is the masterpiece that she and her brother have worked hard together in the past month.

After trying thousands of blends, I finally came up with a sample that would satisfy the tongue of the wine country.

"Such a precious wine, am I the first one besides Shang Xia's brothers and sisters to have the opportunity to taste it?" Literature did not pretend again, and there was no gentlemanly way to help the lady get the cup: "Xia Xia, can you help me go to the cabinet and get two cups." ”

Fifth Summer picked out two Bakarahaku King's Cups with red crystals from the literature room, a transparent standing cabinet that covered an entire wall.

The two of them drank three glasses at once, although the amount of each pour in the fifth summer was not much, but this way of drinking in literature has a great tendency to compete with the amount of wine in the fifth summer.

"So fast?" "It's the first time that Fifth Summer has met a warrior who dares to challenge her drinking.

"Loved the wine. "Literature has no intention of retreating in the slightest.

"There are injuries. Can't be more. "The fifth summer didn't give literature a chance to drink a fourth cup again.

She can drink whiskey as water, and if she changes it to someone else, it definitely won't work.

Seeing that Fifth Summer had brought Xia Xiaoxiao into the glass case, Wenwen reached for the Haku whiskey decanter bottle at his bedside.

Some words, when sober, embarrassed to say, drink too much is more suitable.

I was in a bit anxious about literature, and I forgot about my injuries for a while.

The Haku decanter is much heavier than the average decanter, and the injury on his back made Literature almost fall out of bed with a bottle.

Fifth Xia hurriedly helped literature up.

With such a big movement, even though he is an "artificial intelligence crutch", literature still hurts so much that his face turns white.

If it weren't for the extraordinary endurance, we would have already begun to wail by this time.

Fifth Xia was amused by the embarrassment in the literary paleness, and the expression of being overwhelmed in the embarrassment: "So. Love wine?"

Two intoxicating dimples quietly climbed up the face of the fifth summer at this moment.

If you don't laugh, it's enough, and laughing is enough to make a hundred flowers lose their color.

Obviously he hadn't drunk too much, but Literature was drunk at this moment, drunk and fell into the dimples of the fifth summer.

"Love the wine, prefer your dimples. "So says literature.

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