It's just that this wine seems to be too fragrant, right?

He Wan'er sniffed a trace of sweet fragrance in the air, and swallowed involuntarily.

In the quiet of the night, the sound came too abruptly, and the low roar of the engine could not drown the sound.

Her face turned red quietly, and she thought loudly, Mo Chunshan must have heard it.

Sure enough, the next second, he raised his eyebrows: "Want to drink?"

He Wan'er only pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak.

Say you don't want to, it's too against your will, and if you think about it, there is really no place to put this face.

However, ten seconds later, another wine glass appeared in front of her eyes.

Mo Chunshan didn't know where to take out the wine glass, picked up the wine bottle on the shelf, poured a shallow quarter, handed it to her, and explained: "Protect yourself from the cold and recover your strength." ”

He Wan'er was stunned for a few seconds, and subconsciously took a deep breath.

Oh my God, it's so fragrant! What the hell is this fragrance? It's like cherries, grapes, bayberry, and grapes, with the smell of nightshade, and it's a pleasure to smell it.

Compared with milk tea, it is obvious that the temptation of this rich wine aroma is much greater.

What's more, on a starry and snowy night, a glass of red wine is too wonderful - and Mo Chunshan seems to have found a good reason for her.

He Wan'er had no resistance at all, took the cup with a shy face, sniffed deeply, and then took a sip - gone.

He Wanerne took down the wine glass and sneered: "I seem to be drinking too fast......"

Of course, Mo Chunshan would not answer the call to relieve her, but he just stretched out his hand and motioned for her to return the wine glass to him.

He Guan'er lowered his head and handed over the wine glass, just wanting to escape with his tail between his legs.

It's a shame.

Why are you so greedy?

She was still annoyed, and there was a sound of liquid pouring into the cup in her ears, and when she looked up again, she saw Mo Chunshan handing her the cup just now.

The burgundy liquid in the glass was a little more than the one just now.

She shamelessly took it and once again refreshed the thickness of her face.

Only this time, she didn't drink in a hurry, and first secretly observed Mo Chunshan's movements.

Mo Chunshan drank very slowly, and there was no pretending to watch the wine and smell the fragrance, but he was indeed tasting.

He Wan'er also wanted to learn from him, but she sat in the car and wandered, she stood in the snow and shivered, no matter how much she learned, she was like a cat and a tiger, which made people laugh.

I drank it at my own pace, and within a few minutes, all the wine was gone.

She smacked her lips, a little unsatisfied.

To say that she is talented in wine, although the amount of wine is not very good, and no one has taught her to taste red wine before, but this wine is indeed different.

She can't describe what the good thing is, but the taste is rich and a lot can be tasted, and it is definitely not an illusion because of the high price of this wine.

"Would you like another drink?"

She was still savoring the glass of wine just now, when Mo Chunshan suddenly turned his face and asked her.

He Wan'er was stunned, quite flattered.

She nodded shamelessly: "Okay, let's have another drink." ”

He Wan'er, who broke the jar and broke it, didn't have the heart to imitate Mo Chunshan's high-end foreign wine tasting action, so the third glass of wine didn't survive for five minutes.

After three glasses of wine, He Guaner's body warmed up and drank too much, and his depressed mood was swept away. The cheeks are quietly hot, the stars under the eyelashes are shining, and I am a little drunk, and I have a soft focus when I look at everything.

So the person in front of him also looked much more pleasing to the eye.

This person, although he spoke coldly, saved her and gave her milk tea and red wine, as if it was not as difficult to get along with as it seemed on the surface.

By the way, she actually has some questions about Tongcheng Road and Bridge, so why don't you take this opportunity to ask him?

He Wan'er pondered for a while, and just wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, Mo Chunshan opened his mouth first.

"I see you're almost drunk, go to bed, lest you get mad again." ”

He emphasized the word "again" heavily, and even if He Wan'er was a little drunk, he knew what he was referring to.

She came up with two big words of embarrassment, and just wanted to divert the topic.

So my brain twitched, and I asked a question: "Is this bottle the same as the last time I knocked over the bottle?"

Mo Chunshan just took a sip of wine in his mouth, and after slowly tasting it, he glanced at her coldly, and said slowly: "It was originally 677,000, but now it is 678,000." ”

He Wan'er didn't dare to talk anymore, returned the cup to him, slipped back to the stone house in a gloomy manner, blocked the door with a stone, and settled down.

The fire in the house was burning brightly, and the temperature gradually increased, warm and pleasant. He Wan'er glanced at the bright fire, much more relieved than when he went out just now, but he was a little inexplicably unconvinced.

Mo Chunshan's last glance, the word disgust in capital letters, not to mention sneaking into the house, He Wan'er even felt that he was standing in front of him, no different from a short and rough tree stump.

She pinched a thin piece of firewood and let out her breath - it has always been a day when she dislikes others, why is she despised?

Suddenly, I felt that my face was a little hot, and the firewood in my palm snapped and broke.

"Oh, the wine is coming up. He Wan'er muttered to himself, his eyes fluttering.

So he shrank into the corner of the wall, wrapped himself in a sleeping bag, and fell asleep peacefully.

After getting out of danger, coupled with three glasses of red wine in the early morning, when He Wan'er woke up again, there was already a bright scene outside the house.

At first, she thought it was snow, but when she hurriedly packed up her clothes and pushed the door open, she found that the sun was shining brightly overhead, and there was no trace of snow on the ground.

Last night's snow was so heavy that only a handful of it was left on the top of the mountain in the distance.

He Guan'er glanced at the time and realized that it was almost noon.

He wore a dark blue down jacket with a tightly buttoned collar and his hands in his trouser pockets, revealing only a small part of his wrist.

Presumably, last night's coat was stained with muddy water on He Wan'er's body, so even if it dried, he wouldn't wear it.

Mo Chunshan heard the movement, turned around and glanced at her, and suddenly smiled.

He Wan'er was stunned.

Mo Chunshan was so friendly, and took the initiative to smile at her?

No way, it must be one of his wrong tendons.

She tightened her collar, and her back was inexplicably cold.

However, in just a second, Mo Chunshan put away his smile, and his tone was already faint: "It seems that Reporter He's eyebrows have their own ideas." ”

He Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took out the small mirror in his backpack.

After just one glance, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Well, the charcoal ash that burned in the house last night, somehow a paste on her face, happened to be on the left eyebrow, and the dark color was very similar to her original eyebrow color.

At first glance, it looks like an extra eyebrow.

No wonder Mo Chunshan couldn't help laughing.

He Wan'er lowered his head and held the small mirror, looking around for something to wipe his face.

However, he didn't know where he put his towel.

She easily pulled out a pack of wet tissues from her backpack and wiped her skin reddened in the mirror before she wiped off the funny eyebrow.

While wiping, she muttered, "What a bad mouth." ”

Since Mo Chunshan drove here, he naturally wanted to go to Jiuxuhai.

Before leaving, He Wan'er packed the package, and Mo Chunshan took out two bowls of instant noodles and placed them in front of her.

He Guan'er didn't have time to dislike that this was junk food again, and swallowed his saliva spinelessly.

Only this time she remembered the grace of saving her life and remembered the three glasses of valuable red wine, so she endured the hunger on her chest and back, and served the boss first.

The water on the plateau is not so easy to boil, but it is close to 90 degrees, and it can be eaten if you soak it for a long time.

She took the initiative to boil water, instant noodles, and run errands, and after the noodles were soaked, she first brought a bowl to Mo Chunshan outside the house, saying, "You eat first." ”

He frowned and pushed it back to her: "It's all yours." ”

After speaking, he lifted his feet and left, opened the back of the car and took out a bottle of mineral water and a bag of soda biscuits, tore open the package and chewed slowly.

He Guaner Petrochemical is in place.

What does that mean? Both bowls are hers? Does he use her as a rice bucket?

Well, she can really eat it - one day and one night, a breakfast, a cup of milk tea, and three glasses of red wine, she has long been so hungry that her eyes are black and her legs are weak.

Isn't it just two bowls of instant noodles?

It's just that when she was eating instant noodles, someone was far away, with disgust written on his face, as if he didn't dare to breathe too loudly, what the hell?

The words before falling asleep in the early morning jumped into her mind again.

She He Waner has only disliked others since she was a child, when will it be the turn of others to dislike her?

Dissatisfied! Dissatisfied!

The weather on the plateau is unpredictable, there are no wind and snow days, the sky is blue and cloudless, last night more than ten centimeters of snow on the road has turned into water, the road surface is wet and crystalline, a little muddy, but you can still walk.

It's just that this one, after all, is a national highway that has been abandoned for many years, and it won't even appear in navigation, so it has fallen into disrepair, and there are many dead trees lying on the road along the way.

Many of the dead trees had rotted and broken, and the wheels had scattered with a light crush, but there were always some that were still intact, lying across the road, and it was obvious that the car could not pass.

Mo Chunshan stepped on the brakes and said quietly: "Go down and move." ”

He Guan'er, who was sitting in the co-pilot, heard these three words, and pointed to himself in a daze: "You said me?"

Mo Chunshan stiffened his face: "What do you think?"

He Wan'er looked at the dead trees on the road, and was inexplicably angry: "Why me?"

The voiceover is -- you're a man, anyway, you're a man, and you're not a gentleman at all.

Mo Chunshan said lightly: "Two bowls of instant noodles, isn't enough?"

The two words of instant noodles made He Waner completely convinced.

Well, after eating Boss Mo's instant noodles, you have to pay for it with coolies, so from the inaccessible primeval forest to Jiusu Village, all the way to ten kilometers, He Waner removed at least five or six dead trees that blocked the road, and every time he was out of breath and crawled to complete the task.

The reason why he swallowed his anger was also for the sake of Mo Chunshan who would take her down the mountain, and he also recognized it as a coolie.

But what made He Waner angry was that every time before getting in the car, Mo Chunshan would ask her to clean herself up, especially the mud on her feet and hands, which she couldn't bring to the car.

The point was that he didn't even have to speak, a pair of dark eyes stared at her hands and feet, undisguised contempt.

He Wan'er was hairy by him, if it weren't for the fact that only his car could be relied on here, her temper would have exploded long ago.

At noon, the car finally drove to the place where He Guaner could know the road - the gate of the abandoned scenic spot in Jiuxuhai.

Looking at the iconic big sheep's head and messy pile of wood at the door, He Wan'er almost cried with joy.

Finally got out of the sea of suffering, it was only five kilometers down the mountain from here, and she wouldn't get lost in broad daylight, even if she used to climb, she didn't want to take Mo Chunshan's car anymore.

Mo Chunshan stopped the car at the door, and without saying a word, he got out of the car and locked the door.

He Wan'er was still thinking about how to thank him and say goodbye, Mo Chunshan had already found the cleanest way and walked towards the scenic spot.

He didn't even look at her, and he treated her as if she were air.

He Wan'er looked at his back and pursed his lips. This person shouldn't need her useless thanks, it's better to just say goodbye to it, and never see each other again.

Having made up her mind, she planned to go down the mountain immediately, and took one last look at the back of Mo Chunshan, who was getting farther and farther away, but was suddenly stunned in place.

What did she just see? Not a delusion, right?

Why is there a rainbow in the mountains?

What kind of luck is Mo Chunshan? If you drive a night car, you can meet the starry sky and snowy night, and you can also meet the double rainbow when you have a sea of nine whiskers!

How beautiful would this be if it were used as a background, and the reflection of the characteristic goblet of the Sea of Nine Suhai?

He Wan'er couldn't hold it anymore, carrying a huge and heavy bag, and ran towards the lake.