Remnant Yang reached out and picked up the glass bottle, looked at it, looked at her again, and wanted to hand the glass bottle to her,

Winter Ash shook his head gently,

Remnant Yang smiled and looked at Meng Yongming again, "I'm afraid, the one last time was too easy to break." ”

Meng Yongming also smiled gently, "This is a person who is destined." Looking at the winter ash, "the French fired ones are thicker in glaze and not so easy to break." ”

Winter ash still doesn't touch, but he also nods politely, "The national glass focuses on cultivating the mind, the body is like glass, the inside and outside are clear, clean and flawless, thin, is the essence." ”

Meng Yongming immediately liked this girl, not that her words from the "Medicine Master Liuliguang Wish Sutra" summarized the essence of the Heavenly Dynasty Liuli very well, and those who came out of the palace must have this insight. It is the way she speaks, humble and pious, this is her sincere feeling......

"Yes, the first time I came into contact with Liuli, I thought it was the pride of French culture, and then I was instructed by someone to say that this kind of craft was very mature before the Han Dynasty in China, you know the feeling after hearing about it at that time...... It's like picking up a vague family tree in a foreign country and finding the confirmation of one's distant bloodline......"

Meng Yongming said this sincerely, after all, in relation to her life experience, how is it not that she is drifting overseas, rootless, and everything in her homeland is so tender......

Next, it was their fate, and they talked about a lot of Liuli's feelings.

Meng Dong ash is really not waste wood,

Since she started to use glass to recuperate, how could she not understand and study these? Don't forget, Winter Ash is a top student.

still

really amazed a few men,

She Si Wenwen and Meng Yongming, you come and go, it is really a different look, unassuming, but she has her own ideas, quoting scriptures and classics is also reasonable, and Remnant Yang especially loves what she said: "The ancients burned glaze because any period of history was too rough and too mixed, and it needed to be smelted, and the crystallization of history should be smelted." They do not aspire to a clear vision, but are willing to concentrate on their cultivation in the glazed world, enjoy setbacks, and turn into dirt to fertilize the wasteland of history and reality. Burning glaze is heartburn, which may best explain the concept of 'unity of heaven and man' in my Celestial Empire culture......"

In Cheng's view, it turns out that this is indeed a wonderful person, maybe Xiao Mi was infatuated with her at the beginning, not only the run-in of time, she has such an unknown "temperament side" is also the root of attraction, his Xiao Mi is not a vulgar thing in the end, look at people, see far, maybe he also knows that this is a piece of jade, the more he covers the more brilliant, the more charming he is......

Yes, I have said it many times, Meng Dong Ash does not belong to a beauty at a glance, her charm lies in the fact that you have to get along with her, her "wealth" more than the average girl is precisely her bad experience, which is called Meng Dong Gray's temperament has a very broad "inclusiveness", plus she is hardworking, and her interest and vision are not lacking, naturally like a "little sponge" constantly "embracing all rivers", what kind of charm can be sharpened.

Not to mention childhood,

It is true that he has never seen Meng Dongshen face to face, all of them, looking at them from a distance, or, the winter ash in Cheng Mi's eyes and mouth......

Xiao Mi always said, you don't know how capable Dong Ash is, don't look at her silently, as long as she thinks about it, she can do it.

When I was a child, I remember that Xiao Mi once pointed to the lamp rope,

"The lights and lines are all her walking, I just said, 'It's too cold, too lazy to get out of bed and turn off the lights'......" Xiao Mi paused for a long time, and later realized that Xiao Mi was moved, you say a word, a person can silently pay for you...... Therefore, this is also the deep source of Xiao Mi's pain after that, and he can understand Xiao Mi's extreme regret after losing the winter ash, in the end, in the end in the time when they instinctively got along very well, Xiao Mi still owes the winter ash, no matter what, he doesn't cherish her enough......

Childhood with some sadness,

He is willing to help Cheng do this to the winter ash this time, also because Cheng guarantees that this is not a harm to the winter ash, but the specific reason is really inconvenient to say, and he will explain it to him when there is a result. I still believed in this in my childhood, after all, he was not a person who did not believe in his word.

Childhood's tone is relaxed, "This glass bottle is light, and the inside of the outfit with a strong feeling comes out, and the contrast comes out, but it looks good." ”

Meng Yongming and Winter Ash both nodded in agreement.

The boy's hands are very beautiful,

When blending, whether it is gestures or demeanor, there is a kind of leisurely enjoyment beyond his age.

He uses rum as the main ingredient, 30 ml of fresh lime juice, 6 mint leaves, 2 small limes, 20 ml of syrup, 60 ml of white rum, 6 ice cubes, and 50ml of soda...... Well, Winter Gray looks at it carefully,

The effect is very good, but it doesn't have the "strong feeling" he said.

The boy took the wine in a special cup and handed it to Winter Ash.

"It's called Ramour, have you seen 'Queen Margot'?"

Winter Ash nodded,

The boy smiled and continued,

"Yes, it's Margot's Ramour. In The Red and the Black, Mademoiselle de la Morse is proud of her ancestor Count Lamour, who died on the guillotine, because after his death, his mistress Margot treasured his head as a memento. Miss Lamour, on the other hand, emulated Margo and saved Julien's head. Now you look at it lightly," the boy looked at him as he raised his glass, and the refraction of the wine wave reflected his eyes magically, "That's because there's really a process missing," his eyes moved to the ashes, "blood." Do you have the courage to drink it as it is, mixed with your blood, it will be your Lamor......"

The remnant sun watched quietly,

The boy's flirtatious tricks are in full view,

didn't move, until this moment, he also understood that the girl next to him could be moved by such a little trick? Instead, I wanted to see how she reacted.

However, this "generosity" is really called the purpose of achievement,

What I want is the blood of Winter Ash!

Why? DNA testing.

After some careful investigation, I learned that Meng Zuolin did have a daughter, who was sent to Canada to study art at a young age. No matter from the point of time or the comparison of young photos, it is consistent with what Meng Yongming said.

But Cheng is still not at ease,

The only thing that can prove the blood relationship is DNA testing.

The most reliable thing is to compare the blood of Winter Ash with her, whether it is related or not, it is clear at a glance......

In the face of the boy's tricks, Winter Ash is indeed at ease,

She likes this mood and naturally behaves generously,

I really didn't expect her to be so crisp,

Winter Ash raised his left hand, and didn't say anything more and bit his index finger.

Then, with a comfortable attitude,

Fingers to the mouth of the cup, one drop, two drops......

The bright red blood flowed into the wine along the rock wall of the nozzle, and it was really dyed into a very beautiful streamline, and gradually, it was dyed into flowers, which was very charming.

Childhood, Cheng, all stared at the little bit of bright red residue on the edge of the cup, and their hearts were a little settled, which was enough......

Just when Winter Ash was happy to take his blood-stained 'Lamour' and taste it, after he said this, whether it was good or not fell second, mainly in meaning,

still

At this time, Remnant Yang grabbed her wrist, took her hand, and took the lead in taking a sip......

Ramour,

Margot of Lamour, with her head in her arms,

Lamour's Julien, with his head held at her fingertips,

winter ash,

Who's your Lamore again......