Ren Zhen looked at Cui Mingjiu's departing figure and was a little speechless. The young master of the richest family in the world has seen countless gold and silver treasures, how can he be so excited when he hears the opportunity to make a small bargain.

Maybe this is the same reason as "a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a prostitute"?

Sending the visitor away, he stood up, stretched, and walked out of the lobby.

He had been sleeping during the day, and at this time he had just woken up, his spirit was shining, and his biological clock was completely chaotic, how could he sleep again.

Boredom, he had to pace in the back garden, rarely having time to admire the million-dollar mansion.

When night falls, the lanterns come on, and a bright moon rises from the east, and the bright light is sprinkled in front of the court, like clear autumn frost.

Seeing this scene, he was full of poetry, and immediately chanted: "The bright moonlight in front of the court is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

was immersed in the pleasure of plagiarizing the wisdom of his predecessors, and he suddenly realized that there was no one around, and there was no audience to praise and praise him.

"Bow your head and think of your hometown, hometown, can I go back in this life......"

Alone under the moon, without the shadow of swords and swords, away from the drums and horns, he felt empty and lonely at this time.

In his previous life, his home was on the Songhua River in northeast China, where there were soybeans and sorghum all over the mountains. At that time, he was a dick and a bachelor, but he had a beautiful sister!

He remembers that when he was a child, he often took Cuihua to the vegetable field secretly to make sauerkraut with other people's cabbage. And then......

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Ren Zhen thought about it and laughed obscenely.

It's a pity that he is still a single person in this life, and after crossing over, he is an orphan, and he doesn't even have emerald flowers and sauerkraut.

"It is said that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, alas, I don't even have a wife, where is the concubine?"

He turned around and glanced at the small building where Gu Haitang lived, his eyes resentful.

"It's hard to get rid of the long night, so I can only go to the Goolan tile shop to have fun......"

Thinking back to the graceful figure of the embroidery girl, he inexplicably began to get hot, and the melancholy of living in a foreign land just now disappeared in an instant.

Going back to ancient times as a prostitute is one of the important demands of countless modern men who are eager to cross. The ancients were ignorant and had not yet realized how to build a civilized society of democracy and equality. At that time, the sky was blue, the fungus was also black, and it was legal to visit the smoke willow place.

As the lucky one who successfully crossed the threshold, Ren Zhen has always cherished this appeal. It's a pity that the body he had when he crossed was still a baby, and he couldn't do it.

The last time I went to Yanliu Lane, I had something to do, and this time I had to hug left and right, and I was worthy of my current rich wealth.

He thought about what was wrong in his mind, and when he turned around, he suddenly found a white figure standing in front of him, staggering violently, and almost losing his soul.

"In the middle of the night, can you not be ghostly!"

He exhaled a long breath of cloudy air, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Perhaps because he was preoccupied with lewdness, he didn't notice her arrival just now.

He slept all day, and she was not the same, and she was also full of energy at this time.

Staring at the frightened Ren Zhen, she said indifferently: "If you're not busy, will you have a drink with me?" ”

When she said this, her hand behind her stretched out, carrying a wine jar and pinching two wine bowls in the other hand, clearly prepared.

Ren Zhen looked at her in disbelief, wondering if the moon had come out in the west. took the initiative to invite others to drink with her, is this still the cold and withdrawn Sword Master?

The kiln can be visited at any time, but it is not often invited by the Sword Master, so he resolutely gives up getting into the wildflowers outside, and still stays at home to accompany ...... Escort guards.

The two walked into the gazebo and sat down at the stone table.

Gu Haitang glanced at him and took the initiative to speak very rarely.

"Pour the wine."

When Ren Zhen heard this, he was filled with righteous indignation, "It's obvious that you invited me, how can you make me a big man......"

Although he said so, he had honestly reached out to move the wine jar, and when he saw her indifferent eyes, he shut up even more stupidly, and he didn't even have the courage to complain.

One thing drops one thing, there is a fierce woman at home, alas, there is no way.

He obediently poured a full bowl of wine, then picked up his bowl and watched her quietly.

She took the bowl and drank it down, then raised her sleeve to wipe her lips with the same bold gesture.

Ren Zhen was unexpected, and said in astonishment: "Just drink like this? ”

According to his imagination, under the moon in the flower field, the talented woman is good-looking, such a beautiful day, the two of them sang in a low voice, even if they failed to get better and hugged each other, at least they had to talk about the life ideal of the constellation blood type, right?

I never thought that drinking is really just drinking.

"Or else?" She didn't look at him, but pointed to the empty bowl and motioned for him to fill it up quickly.

He was grief-stricken, and when he picked up the wine jar, he was very annoyed, knowing that he would never leave the kiln and not go shopping, but he accepted this "beautiful" invitation.

She did another bowl, but she still didn't want to speak.

The night is quiet and breezy.

The two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was extremely cold.

Ren Zhen was uncomfortable, coughed dryly, and couldn't help but tentatively say, "Let's talk casually?" ”

After saying these six words, Gu Haitang had already drunk another bowl, and his cheeks not only did not blush, but looked more and more white, like the frost on the ground and the moon in the sky.

"Whatever."

The implication is that if you talk casually, I may not answer.

Ren Zhen's face is black, I'll strangle it, wouldn't it be more embarrassing? How is it exactly the same as the situation of my sister in my previous life.

He gritted his teeth, followed her posture, poured the bowl of wine into his stomach with difficulty, and then plucked up the courage to say, "After the resurrection, why did you choose to restore your daughter's body?" ”

According to the conversation skills he learned in his previous life, when starting a conversation with someone, it is best to focus on the topic of the other person, and then try to ask questions that can be answered openly, so that the other person can talk more, rather than easily answering yes or no, and then quickly cold. (Ahem, single book friends pay attention)

Of course, this in itself is something that he has always been concerned about.

It's a pity that the person opposite is not an ordinary woman, and the routine of dealing with ordinary people is ineffective for her.

As soon as she came up, she chose to be silent and took a sip from the wine bowl.

His question reminded her that now that she was a daughter, she couldn't drink as much as a Juggernaut.

Ren Zhen touched his nose, a little unwilling, and continued to ask: "I really want to know, how did you hide the past after so many years?" Messing around with men all day long, you must have suffered a lot, right? ”

Again, two open-ended topics.

Human nature often likes to exaggerate suffering, complain about others, and when talking about their own hardships, they prefer to pour bitter water on others. This trick is more effective for women. Therefore, Ren Zhen threw out a textbook-style classic topic.

However, in response to him was a trifecta of silence.

Ren was really disheartened and gave up talking to her. Yes, let's drink honestly!

He filled himself, and regardless of whether her bowl was still empty, he took it and drank it all.

The wine is heartfelt, and the drinker gets drunk. Ren Zhen's cheeks were crimson, thinking back to the countless people he had seen and the countless words he had heard over the past few days, and even over the years, a thousand sorrows came to his heart, and then he condensed a sigh.

"Actually, I'm tired."

Gu Haitang still didn't answer, but she picked up the wine jar and silently poured a bowl for him.

It's hard to be a man, and she's done it, so she has the experience. So she knew that the most important thing she should do at this time was to listen quietly.

(When I finish the resignation procedures, the update will be stable.) Actually, I'm tired. ）