Bi Lin immediately answered and said: Yes, I was discussing this matter with Chong Ling when you came, he planned to go to the winery once in spring and summer to see the situation of the grapes this year, and then decided to order the winery wine, he said, let me go with him.

Butterfly Skin smiled and said: You don't know how to drink, what's the use of going?

Bi Lin smiled innocently, the fluffy beard at the corner of his mouth looked soft and shining in the sun, and he only heard him say: I will be his bodyguard.

Butterfly felt that this explanation was barely acceptable, and you go, except to be a bodyguard, there is really no use for anything else.

He also said: I don't have to worry about wine tasting, Chong Jue will pick it himself.

Butterfly originally wanted to say, you go just to play. But when the words came to his lips and shrank back, there are some things that everyone can know, and there is no need to say them so clearly and thoroughly.

The heavy fingers were as slender as jade, raised the wine glass, and said gently: I decided to take him with me, and of course, there is a bartender.

Before talking about the bartender, he paused in his tone, as if he was thinking, this bartender was obviously the person who thought about it later, maybe there was no place for him in the first place, he should be glad that now, because of the butterfly, he has an expensive ticket for this trip to France.

Butterflies are not stupid.

How many of you are going, you don't do butterfly business, and butterflies are definitely not the kind of people who are full of food and nosy. Butterflies like the wine in front of them very much, such a beautiful scenery, such a mellow wine at hand, what more can you ask for in life?

Butterfly is not polite at all, no need to persuade him, he finished drinking the wine in the glass, and felt a little drunk, but isn't this the most pleasant time?

The butterfly suddenly felt that her little heart was like two angel wings, faintly stirring, ready to flutter her wings and fly.

I started to feel very pleasing to the eye when I saw everything, and it was even more comfortable to look at Chong Ling and Bi Lin in front of me.

On that day, the valley was full of light and quiet. Butterfly and Bi Lin drank wine all afternoon in front of Chongling's mansion.

Butterfly later couldn't remember how many bottles Chong Ling opened, Chong Ling drank a lot of wine, drank glass after glass, sat there and still maintained a thousand appearances, his face did not change, even the smile was like a painting, the lines remained unchanged.

Bi Lin didn't drink much, he said that he still had to go to work at night, and a few customers liked to go to the gym at night to exercise, so he naturally couldn't look like he was drunk.

The butterfly can't stand it, this wine is really delicious, and everyone who comes will not refuse. Chongjue was a person of ice and snow, and saw that Butterfly was actually a good drinker, and besides, the woman who was a natural man liked it very much, so he kindly poured her a lot of wine.

Inadvertently, as soon as they came and went, the butterfly gradually got drunk.

After drinking, the butterfly's tongue is a little woody, and it has long been impossible to distinguish which bottle is good and which is not, anyway, it is a rich fruity aroma, which makes people want to stop.

Therefore, for the problem of Chongju, the butterfly is embarrassed, and thinks that all the bottles are good, and no bottle is bad. Chong Jue didn't ask later, everyone just drank purely.

Until the twilight rose and the sun was shining, Bi Lin said that he was going to change his clothes and then prepare to go to the gym to work.

Butterfly suddenly realized that she had actually disturbed the two of them for an afternoon, which was a bit excessive, and it was time to get up and say goodbye.

She reluctantly stood up, hugged her chest, lest she burp and smell of wine, her face was a little hot, and her heart was like a delicate rose blooming, colorful.

Wine to this is actually the happiest, and then drink it is easy to feel uncomfortable, now the brain is a little dizzy, but it is still sober, and the mind is a little erratic, and there is really a kind of joy of the fairy.

She said goodbye to Chong Zhu and went back with one foot high and one foot low. Bi Lin originally wanted to send her back first, but she didn't want to live or die, and said: You go and do your job, my sister is fine, this little wine, it's nothing.

Bi Lin looked at her red face with concern, and repeatedly said: I'll send you down, it's okay.

Butterfly actually wanted to feel this moment of happiness alone, and didn't want to go back to the guest room immediately, so she deliberately pushed Bi Lin away, pushed him and said: No, I think, I think, well, walk back alone. Walk back slowly.

Bi Lin was stunned to see the back of the butterfly leaving, and when he heard Chong Jue calling him in the villa, he shook his head and twisted in.

No matter how beautiful the place is, you can't help but live for a long time, not to mention the people who have always lived in the city, life in the mountains is lonely and lonely after all.

In addition to the few mountains and rivers in the mountains, eternal silence and loneliness. There is no smell of any New Year.

There are also a lot of blood-red Christmas flowers in the lobby of the flower dock apple, and all kinds of costumes are also as joyful as possible, but the decorations are just decorations, those are dead and silent, and people still like to plunge into the lively places.

Butterflies sit alone in bed at night and watch the TV news, which reports how lively the middle of the year is, and it is simply a sea of people, shoulder to shoulder.

How the City God Temple is unbearable, the camera is full of clothes and a sea of people.

Perhaps in the past years, butterflies were quite unwelcome to this, and even bored, and in their hearts they didn't want to join in this futile excitement. But right now, looking at these pictures, there is an indescribable fascination in my heart.

This mountain is too pure, and if it is so clean, I am afraid that the whole person will go crazy.

Although the Chinese New Year is indeed not as important as in the old days, or so yearly, this half-month-long holiday still makes everyone can't help but reverie.

Reunite with relatives, or go shopping, catch up with the excitement, busy to busy, hard to hard, but can fill the lonely gaps in your heart. At night, I fell asleep tired, but my whole heart was satisfied.

The lonely gap in the butterfly's heart is getting bigger and bigger.

She was afraid to wake up in the daytime and see the sun that filled the house with a full day, dissolving and pouring out the whole curtain. But she was drowsy, and how she mocked her day and night, and she didn't know that the passing years were the past, and the passing years were like flowing water.

Running to the mountains to clean up during the Chinese New Year, it is the first time in my life that a butterfly has been encountered.

Qing Xiu is Qing Xiu, and her thoughts are like ants gnawing at her patience and enthusiasm little by little.

In her spare time in the valley every day, she felt that she missed the diving birds very much, and looking at the clouds and mist on the distant mountains, it was as if she saw the smiling eyebrows of the diving birds.

She stared and looked at it, and felt the heat welling up from the wet corners of her eyes.

Sometimes a person walks in the mountains, and even feels that someone behind her whispers to her, such a familiar voice, always inadvertently in the dream, looking back, but it is silent, except for the whistling mountain, but nothing.