Chapter 187: You Have a Story, I Have Wine (13)

Seeing Ying Yi go upstairs, Bai Shuyi turned his head to look at Mo Jiuhua and hesitated: "Ah Jiu, is there another person?" What exactly is this...... What's going on? ā€

Hearing this, Mo Jiuhua withdrew his gaze towards Ying Yi, looked at Bai Shuyi, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "I was going to the suburbs to find some fruits that can make wine, but I don't want to ......."

As he spoke, Mo Jiuhua explained what happened in a few words.

"That's it, it just so happens that I was planning to recruit workers, so I took advantage of the situation to keep them."

"But ......" Bai Shuyi frowned slightly, and looked at her with some concern: "Their origin is unknown, and they were hunted down and killed, in case they ...... you"

The corners of Mo Jiuhua's lips were hooked, and he walked into two steps with a smile and said, "Shuyi is worried about me...... I am happy. ā€

"But don't worry, since I dare to accept them, I have the ability to protect myself, and I am not afraid of causing trouble."

Saying that, Mo Jiuhua took two steps forward again, very close to him, and then suddenly leaned forward, a beautiful face suddenly approached him, and said with a chuckle: "I can not only protect myself, but also protect you, and be your patron saint, do you believe it?" ā€

Bai Shuyi's whole body froze.

He could even feel the slight hot breath she sprinkled on his ears, which made his whole body tremble, and a crispy tingling sensation spread throughout his body, making him even more stiff.

Seeing that he was stunned by his own teasing, Mo Jiuhua took a step back, turned around and left with a chuckle on his face, and dragged a few bags of fruits to the basement.

Leaving the white book meaning that the brain is still crashing.

After a while, he finally came back to his senses, but a red cloud flew on his face.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Cough. ā€

He clenched his hands into fists, lifted them lightly against his lips, and coughed unnaturally.

In his mind, he couldn't help but fly over the sentence that Mo Jiuhua had just said-

"Can protect you and be your patron saint......"

"Ahem!"

This sentence...... Is it a joke or a joke, or is it a joke?

Well...... It can't be true, right......

Also, how is that possible......

Bai Shuyi's heartbeat calmed down completely, and then he sighed heavily.

What's wrong with him?

It's weird......

"That...... Is the boss there? ā€

A pleasant female voice abruptly made Bai Shuyi, who was immersed in thought, come back to his senses at once.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, but saw a delicate-looking woman standing at the door in green clothes, smiling at him.

Bai Shuyi returned to his usual gentleness, and politely and detached said to the woman's forehead: "I don't know what the girl is here ......."

"Oh......"

The woman's face was stunned, and a few red clouds couldn't help but fly on her face.

"I—I'm here to buy wine for my father......" is weird.

She couldn't help but be a little anxious when she saw this man who looked so good that she was so impressed that she was so excited that he had entered the poetry tavern and had not come out until now.

She really fell in love with him at first sight, she thought...... I want to marry him!

So I couldn't help it, so I came to inquire about the situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw him here alone with his body on his side.

That posture, that face......

The woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but have a hint of obsession in her eyes.

Facing her abnormal eyes, Bai Shuyi couldn't help frowning a little uncomfortably.

"Girl? Girl! ā€

The woman in Tsing Yi came back to her senses and couldn't help but feel annoyed by her gaffe, but soon, she said softly: "The little girl's name is Qingluo, I don't know the name of the son?" ā€