Mrs. Nalan pouted: "Snort, it's so cheap, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it." I don't know if I like to drink or not......"

She was stunned for a moment, and then said to herself: "Oh, it doesn't matter, man, won't it be over after drinking two glasses of wine when you encounter something unhappy?" No matter what, I'm going to give him the best drink, cheer him up, and write the wildest, most draggy, and most handsome words......"

Mrs. Nalan's chatter made Lu Yi confused.

Nalan Yejue's eyes were a little deeper.

Suddenly, he raised his hand lightly, pressed his index finger on the smart fingerprint lock of the wine cellar: "You take it." ”

Mrs. Nalan was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Son, do you agree? ”

Nalan Nightlord: "Hmm. And the box next to it, too, take it with you. ”

Mrs. Nalan was so happy: "My son smashed, I finally feel that you are my own child." ”

Nalan Nightlord: "......"

Feelings, you have always picked me up?

Lu Yi was instantly suffocated: "......"

Emperor Shao, madam, the box next to it is more expensive.

Simply the most expensive wine in the cellar, top Hennessy, there is no one!

The most knowledgeable drunkard, the kind that can become an immortal when you smell it.

Museum-quality wines.

Emperor Shao actually allowed it to be sent out to outsiders???

Madame is old and confused, is the emperor also confused?

Lu Yi watched Mrs. Nalan carry away two boxes of sky-high wine, and he was so distressed that his meat was about to fall.

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Royal Academy.

Because the galaxy was greatly interrupted for two days, Song Jingjing and Qiu Gang's bet was delayed.

Every day, Qiu Gang swayed in front of the medical school and pharmacy students: "Hehe, you just wait to lose." Galaxy is very sure to write along the lines I said. ”

Song Jing snorted him a few times with hatred, turned his head to support his cheeks and worried:

"When will Xingheda be updated, I'm so worried...... Xinxin, why don't we also give Xinghe some gifts so that he can get better sooner? Some people in the fan base said that Xinghe was most likely in a car accident and injured his leg, unable to walk, sitting in a wheelchair, and could only be pushed in the sun...... So, I wanted to give him a chair cushion of a pink bear that I sewed with my own hands, so that it would be more comfortable to sit in a wheelchair. ”

Qin Xingang took a sip of water and almost didn't squirt out: "......"

It's not that she can't walk, her legs are good, thank you.

Who knows, Song Jing turned around and said: "But some fans say that even if Xinghe can't walk, his hands can still move, so he shouldn't ask for leave." He can type on the computer in a wheelchair to update us. Doesn't that make sense? ”

Qin Xin: "...... Ahem, ahem. ”

Are you sure it's not black powder?

It's too ruthless.

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At night.

Qin Xin went to the publishing house, went home and instructed Xiaoshuang on the guitar for a while, ate a few bites casually, and then went upstairs to the study to retreat and write.

When Nalan Yejue entered the door, his eyes swept over the two boxes of expensive Hennessy, the seals on the boxes were exactly the same as those in his wine cellar, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook slightly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept to a pink chair cushion with an ugly-looking bear embroidered on it, and the corners of his lips twitched.

What tasteless gifts is this little lady bringing home?

Quietly, he picked up the pink chair cushion and handed it to Xiaoshuang: "It's cold, let's play it." ”

"Thank you, brother-in-law!"

"Where's she?"

"Sister is in the study, brother-in-law, tonight's dinner was made by the maid, and my sister didn't eat much." Xiaoshuang reported the news in time.

Nalan Yejue hooked his lips slightly: "Hmm." ”

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing a sturdy arm, and went into the kitchen.