Chapter 19

The hand and red wine were handed to Zhong wanqiu. She looked up at the man stupidly. At that moment, she thought of leopard, elegance, wildness and danger

What surprised her even more was that this person was not someone else, but Leng muxun.

Only a few days later, she met him one after another. Maybe it was a coincidence before, but this time, was it the same?

Gently took the bottle of wine, she said faintly: "thank you." With that, he turned and left.

She didn't want to see his eyes, which seemed to say: Zhong wanqiu, do you want to seduce me again?

She didn't, never, of course, except for the first time she met him. On that day, she was so upset that she completely lost control because of Xia Jingxuan's betrayal.

"Stop." But she just limped to walk two steps, after death, cold Mu Xun's voice then drank her.

Zhong wanqiu stops and turns his back to Leng muxun. He is a guest. She should cooperate as much as possible with what he wants her to do.

"Less cold, do you need XO?" Behind him, a woman pushing wine asked in a whiny way.

"No, I'll have red wine tonight."

"Oh." The woman is very disappointed should a, then to Zhong wanqiu way: "she has."

Yes, she has. Zhong wanqiu really doesn't know what Leng muxun is doing when he comes to see her. But now, she is 100% sure that his arrival is not a passing by but a special one.

"Xiaoqiu, why do the guests stand still when they order wine?" Red sister seems to have found something wrong with her side, timely come up to help her out.

Zhong wanqiu turned around with a professional smile, and then said to Leng muxun, "please sit here, sir."

"Ha ha, Xiao Qiu, you are wrong. Leng Shao never sits here. He has a regular VIP room."

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's cold. Please. I'll send it right away."

Cold muxun light smile, "today I sit in the hall." Finish saying, still really chose a corner of inconspicuous position to sit down.

What is this?

Zhong wanqiu followed closely, "Mr. Leng, which year of red wine would you like?" She only treats him as a guest, that's good.

"In 1988." Charming smile, looking up at her, strong with his unique dignity.

"Will it be OK in 1995?" She doesn't have a bottle of wine from 1988, which costs tens of thousands of yuan at least. The red wine of that year is hard to find.

"Xiaoqiu, yes, you come with me." Red elder sister didn't go far. As soon as she heard Leng muxun's words, she called late autumn.

Late autumn had to go with red sister to get wine, thinking about the way she was walking with a lame leg, she suddenly thought that maybe he came to see her joke.

"Xiaoqiu, this guest is quite special. He is an old friend of the boss. There are very few red wines in the bar in 1988. Basically, they are all reserved for him. You know that, so that you won't make mistakes in the future."

She nodded. It turned out that Leng muxun was such a difficult host. He was so particular about drinking wine.

Putting the red wine in front of him, she said in a low voice, "Mr. Leng, please use it."

Don't want to have too much stay, she has no relationship with him, and don't want to be charged with pestering him, but she turned around, behind, Leng muxun said: "sit down."

"I'm sorry, I'm not a wine girl. I'm a wine girl." With that, without waiting for Leng muxun's response, Zhong wanqiu left lamely again.