Chapter 144: Holding Little Hands
Zhuo Yilan stepped forward a few steps, and took advantage of the moment when she lost her mind, and took her little hand, "Ge'er, it's strange cold this day, I asked someone to warm a pot of wine in the room in advance, and accompany me to have a drink." ”
Chu Lange instinctively wanted to avoid it, but when he did this action, it was too natural.
The moment she tried to forcibly withdraw her little hand, he took a step ahead of her and let go of her hand. It seems that the action just now was just something he did unintentionally, and it was not important at all.
At this moment, if she jumped out and said something, it would seem that she was making a fuss.
So Chu Lange just wanted to think about it, and put it down again.
Chu Lange said: "It's cold, you really should drink a cup to warm up, so it's easier to sleep." ”
"Yes, that's what I thought." Zhuo Yilan chuckled lightly, his dark eyes were like shining stars, he was in a good mood at this time, "I heard that the wine in this inn is good, try it later, if it is really as good as rumored, we will buy a few jars and drink it on the way." ”
"Okay."
"Ayin was tired from the journey for the past two days, so she went to bed early. I've made people watch him, and nothing will happen. ”
"Well, thank you for your hard work." Chu Lange smiled gently.
He's got everything arranged, what else can she say?
Chu Lange followed Zhuo Yilan to a guest room on the second floor.
As soon as he stepped into his guest room, a warm air came to his face, and his pores were stretched all over his body. On the bed there was a small table with a small stove burning coal.
Lan Mu was looking at the charcoal fire, and he was still warming a pot of wine.
There were also a few side dishes on the table, all of which were Chu Lange's favorite food.
Zhuo Yilan turned around and took the knife in the Chulan singer and handed it to Lan Mu.
Lan Mu quietly retreated and closed the door.
Chu Lange took off his shoes and went to the couch, and sat down cross-legged.
Zhuo Yilan sat across from her and poured her a glass of wine in a gentle manner.
"How about a taste of this wine?" Zhuo Yilan's voice revealed a bit of expectation.
Chu Lange picked up the wine glass, first smelled the aroma of the wine, and then took a sip, the wine swirled between the tongues before swallowing it slowly, and the throat was hot and spicy, and it was reminiscent for a while. She didn't comment on the wine, and took another sip. Ignoring Zhuo Yilan's gaze, he took another sip.
Zhuo Yilan couldn't wait for her comment, but saw the answer from her face.
Who can be as familiar with her every bit and smile as he is?
Zhuo Yilan sandwiched a piece of thinly sliced barbecue, put it on the empty plate in front of her, and said softly, "Don't you like it very much?" I knew you'd love the wine because I liked it too. …… Don't just drink alcohol, eat meat to fill your stomach first. It's not easy to hurt yourself. ”
Chu Lange ate the dish he sandwiched, "You knew there was good wine, so you encouraged us to stay here?" ”
"Hah, did you see that?" Zhuo Fox smiled slyly, "Let me tell you, this wine is home-brewed by the shopkeeper, and the quantity is limited." There is a fixed number of jars sold each day. ”
"Expensive?"
"It doesn't count." Zhuo Fox raised his eyebrows, "You won't feel unpleasant because it's expensive." ”
Chu Lange smiled lightly, "Am I that kind of person?" ”
"Haha." Zhuo Fox looked down and laughed as if he was surprised.
No matter how much good wine there is in the world, it will never be as good as the water wine in Niulanjie in her heart.