Yang Xing returned to his room, thinking about the scene of his father and brother talking before the meal, and he couldn't settle down. He went straight to the banker and asked the banker what he had told his father tonight, and it seemed that something was wrong.

The bank sat for a long time before saying, this time the hotel contract, only for my share, there is no matter of Brother Quartet. I don't want to go, I just feel sorry for Brother Sifang.

The foreign bank asked, did my father have some idea from it, and deliberately dumped the Quartet.

The bank urn replied angrily, I don't know. Did my father secretly do it, I don't believe it? If that's the case, in the future, how can I have the face to go to see Brother Quartet, and won't I become an ungrateful person?

The foreign bank also didn't squeak for a long time.

I sat sullenly for a while. The two brothers had rarely spoken to themselves before, and now they have nothing to say. The foreign bank got up and went back to his room, thinking about what he would do tomorrow.

By this time, it was already dark. Seeing that the foreign was walking, Vanilla hurriedly closed the door, and coaxed the baby to fall asleep as soon as possible. She whispered to the bank, you don't have to be anxious. When I got a free time, I secretly talked to Brother Sifang about it. I don't blame you for this contract, it's the meaning of the town leader. If he still wants to join, let's call him to join. It's still a partnership as before. Come to think of it, he won't blame you.

Vanilla's words seem to have opened the bank's mind. He said, you're right, let's do it. Early in the morning, I went to look for him. Make it clear, so that he may be reassured.

Vanilla was very happy to see that the bank was relieved. She said, seeing that you didn't eat well tonight, I'll make you a small dish with another fire, and drink a glass of wine to go to the tired.

The bank nodded and said, "Okay, good." You can have a drink with me, too.

Vanilla entered the pot house and made a fire. She warmed the food that the bank had brought back from the restaurant for herself, cut up a plate of pig's head, and brought it into the hall. The bank opened a bottle of wine, poured it into two bowls, and let Vanilla sit down to drink with him. Vanilla scared, where have I ever drunk wine, and when I smell wine, I will go up.

The bank didn't comply, so I had to let her drink, saying, "You're too tired at home alone." I have to take care of the baby again, and I have to clean up the work in the field. Just drink a bowl of wine and go to fatigue.

Vanilla couldn't hold back the bank's persuasion, so she sat down and pursed her lips and took a small sip. Seeing this, the bank was overjoyed. So he drank his own wine, and supervised the herbs to drink again, and drank them to the fullest. Who knows, although vanilla has never drunk alcohol, it has some alcohol. I drank a whole bowl of wine, but I didn't get drunk. She herself thought it was incredible, saying that she had never touched alcohol, so why would she drink. On the contrary, after the bank drank two bowls of wine, his eyes became a little drunk.

The bank looked up and saw a bowl of vanilla in his stomach, and a blush flew up his cheeks. Under the bright light, it looks like an apricot blossom just waiting to be released. Moist like dewdrops, bright like glow, autumn waves flowing, graceful style. The bank is ready to move, and the more I look at it, the more I love it, and the more I look at it, the more I can't see enough. He couldn't help but take the vanilla into his arms, lean his rough face against the vanilla's delicate and smooth cheeks, and grind it repeatedly. He also whispered, do you miss me?

Vanilla is no longer the vanilla of earlier years. A lot of shyness and timidity are lost, and more charm and maturity are added. She gasped for breath and replied intermittently, "I thought, I dreamed of you last night, bathing in the pond in front of the village." [End of Chapter]