130clementine Zhuang Haoran looked at her and said with a half smile: "Just take care of your man well, what are you doing torment me?"

Ren Zixian raised his head, looked at him and said with a smile: "I just don't understand. What is there for you to love in this kind of woman?"

Zhuang Haoran was really sleepy, so he took a breath and said, "Wait for me, I will go in and wash my face and change my clothes..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, passed by Zixian, and was about to enter the bedroom...

Zi Xianqing held his wrist. [ | ]

He looked slightly and looked at the lazy sitting position behind her.

Zi Xianwei held the strong wrist and said quietly: "Really... stay with me for a while. I am particularly afraid of being alone tonight, so scared, so scared... I don't care what you and Tianlei are like, so stay with me tonight."

Zhuang Haoran thought for a moment, then broke free from her hand, turned around and walked into the luxurious bedroom. Listening to the surging waves outside the window, pressing the button beside the large and fashionable mattress with blue lights. A white wall in front of him gradually spread out in both directions, revealing a slightly blue white lamp wall light. Seeing the layers of high-end cabinets, there were various precious shirts and suits placed. In the mahogany glass rack in the middle, there were small yellow lights lit up. The carved shelves inside, countless precious ties and collars, and pins...

He silently passed through the tie shelf in the center and walked through a watch rack made of pear blossom trees. There were world-famous watches on it. He took a casual look and found a classic crocodile leather retro watch, placed on the edge of the pear blossom shelf, shining with some historical light. He stopped in front of the shelf, staring at the hour and second hands on the platinum surface, and the compass in the small circle below. He remembered a sweet voice: This windmill is for you. If you get lost, take the windmill and come back all the way to the direction of the Big Dipper. When I grow up and have money, I will buy a watch with only a compass and give it to you!

Recalling the past.

He stared at the watch deeply, for a long time, as if he saw some sweet scenes appearing in a world full of roses, as well as the Dutch windmills, the lavender city, and the white high heels two meters tall... She said she wanted to be a princess, so she tried hard to climb the high heels. Who knew that a person accidentally fell down and his little feet were bleeding. A little boy in a gradually blue shirt and white pants quickly jumped over the lavender city, threw himself in front of her, and asked tenderly: Are you okay?

She held her ankle, gritted her teeth, and the wet bangs on her forehead were stuck on her forehead, looking at her with her big eyes lit up, shaking her head.

"Let's stop playing, I'll carry you to see a doctor," said the little boy.

"No." She shook her head quickly, pushed him away and said, "Big brother, I'll play with other boys. I don't want it!"

The little boy fell to the lavender city, raised his head, and looked at her in the scorching sun, blinking his sweaty eyes.

A gust of gentle breeze blew, and the fragrance of lavender floated by. The two children sat on the lavender field, looking at each other for a distance.

The platinum watch still shines with a faint glow.

Zhuang Haoran looked at the watch, as if he had seen the world of lavender and the exotic windmill in the distance. A smile appeared on his face. After a while, he finally arrived at the wardrobe, took off his clothes, turned around and walked into the locker. After a while, Zhuang Haoran walked out in a short-sleeved white T-shirt and black suit, fresh and refreshing, and generously. He then turned into the bathroom to wash his face, and then took a breath and walked out...

He stood and stopped in the living room and saw Zi Xian outside the floor-to-ceiling window, sitting in Cheng's elliptical half-body giant piano room, gently knocking on the three-legged crystal piano in front of him... This piano room is a classic work by Italian designers. It is a large terrace of about a hundred square meters, with a glass round covering it, hanging on the roof, like a giant bubble floating on the roof. During the day, you can open the terrace through the switch, and the piano player can sit between the sky and the earth, listening to the surging waves, playing moving movements...ine"... The originally leisurely and light music, she gently extended the piano sound, which added a bit of sadness and memory.

Zhuang Haoran silently listened to the piano sound quietly, turned around and walked into the bar, took off the spiral glass soaker bottle and two goblets, walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, listened to Rumo's favorite childhood piano music, took the red wine and placed it in front of him, lit up the bottle opener in his hand, quickly turned out the saw knife, rotated vigorously in the neck of the red wine, the glue edge of the wine cap easily fell off, and then turned out the spiral tip, pierced into the oak plug, and rotated evenly. With a horn, he took out the plug, stretched out his slender fingers, pinched one-third of the plug, and placed it lightly at Yingting's nose bridge. After smelling it, his charming eyes blinked. It was the smell he wanted, and then put it down, picked up the red wine, poured it into the glass soaker bottle. He watched the wine rotate 365 degrees in the bottle, and walked down the thin bottle body...

The red wine that was rumored to be "the tears of lovers" fell into the bottle with sadness, emitting a bright red light. Just looking at its color, Zhuang Haoran knew that the Cabernet Francs accounted for 30% of the ingredients, so the wine maintained the light like a ruby...

All the wine was poured out.

Zhuang Haoran immediately picked up the sober bottle and rotated it three times at 360 degrees, then went down his body. He smelled the degree of tannin volatility after the wine came into contact with the air, and whether he wanted it. He smiled a little before putting down the sober bottle, smiled emotionally, and said, "Naughty."

He picked up the goblet, lit it under the light, looked at how dry it was, then placed the wine glass on the coffee table, picked up the red wine bottle, carefully poured one-third of the glass of wine, then lightly covered the sober bottle, held two red wine glasses, turned around and passed the living room, walked up the two ladders, and walked into the piano room, feeling the typhoon was still roaring, and the wind and rain were sprinkling wildly outside the glass body. He stood a little near the glass body, watching the sea water under his feet surging like a surging river and sea, he took a breath, held the red wine to the tripod piano, and placed the wine glass lightly on the piano, then leaned against the piano, watching Zixian showing a rare quiet and moving expression, stretching his index finger, and gently playing the song, his eyes showing a little tenderness.

Zhuang Haoran laughed and said, "If you can do this more and show the great President Jiang, he will not be too far away from you."

Zixian smiled muffled before continuing to play the nursery rhyme, saying: "The man who truly loves you will want to discover your fragility, rather than lying on the bed and waiting for you to moan."

Zhuang Haoran listened to this, kept silent, picked up the red wine, took a sip, and felt that the wine was just right, so he handed the cup to Zixian's lips and looked at her.

Zixian stopped the movement in his hand, Rou glanced at him, and then asked, "Why do you want to drink your glass?"

"Tanning is just right. Try it?" Zhuang Haoran had already lifted the wine glass and swapped a little wine into Zixian's red lips. She slapped it gently, feeling that the wine was as smooth as silk, and the fragrance evaporated very slowly in her mouth. There was a faint sadness that spread and finally filled the resonance of the entire mouth. Then she slightly opened her thin lips and took a breath. She actually found that the sourness of sadness evaporated, a little bit of the strawberry fragrance rose up.

She looked up at him in a little surprise.

Zhuang Haoran also smiled with a little satisfaction, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, calculated the time, and handed another glass of red wine to Zixian and said, "Try this glass?"

Zixian took the red wine he handed over and held the cup of feet to prevent the temperature of his palm from touching the wine. She slowly drank it into her mouth slightly. She found that the red wine had a lighter tannin and a lighter astringent taste. The sad feeling became fainter, instead of it, and was replaced by the quietness of Cabernet Franc, as if some girls had just grown up and had elegance. She smiled in surprise and said, "The aftertaste of this red wine gave me a little similar to the taste that Tang Kexin gave me in the Yuzun Restaurant that day."

Zhuang Haoran smiled and said nothing. He just picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then said: "She is a little smart and knows how to evaporate the taste of Cabernet Florence. Some people who deeply write red wine will ignore its taste when sobering up."

"You are really the supreme red wine." Zixian said with a smile at Zhuang Haoran.

Zhuang Haoran remained silent and sipped red wine lightly.

Zixian looked at his side face, as handsome as the statue of Zeus's century, as if a single action could represent a legend...

"Don't try to seduce me." Zhuang Haoran said with a smile on purpose.

Zixian laughed, put down the red wine lightly, pressed the keys with his hands, and said, "Let me find a girl who knows red wine and be a fairy couple with you. Unlike Jiang Tianlei and I, every angle, is like the current environment, and is in storm."

Zhuang Haoran couldn't help laughing and said, "Who told you that you can't stop with your grand personality?"

Zixian looked up at Zhuang Haoran and said a little sweetly: "Then tell me, is there a woman like me who is not as good as Rumo?"

"If you compete with others, you will lose. The biggest enemy in life is yourself." Zhuang Haoran said with a smile.

Zixian concentrated his mind and looked at the glass body outside the window. Suddenly, he felt desperate and said: "I really want to see if a lightning here breaks the bubble, and I will fall down and be a mermaid once!"

"Hey! I don't want to die with you. What's my relationship with you?" Zhuang Haoran said with a smile.

Zixian looked at him and laughed and said, "I have had a drink with you." Ine" to me. Listen to you with a little happier."

"No!" Zhuang Haoran refused with a chuckle.

"Do you do it?" Zixian looked at him threateningly.

Zhuang Haoran looked at her helplessly, then took a deep breath, turned around a little helplessly, sat in front of the piano, and said, "I really don't understand why President Jiang's women are always dealt with when they are injured? When he went to the UK to see me last year, he saw my painter's girlfriend. He looked up and down and then showed his eyes... Alas..."

"Hahahaha..." Zixian couldn't help laughing and urged him, "Hurry up! Let me listen!" biornin', just-about-dawnin..."

Zixian smiled happily when she heard this, rested her head on Zhuang Haoran's shoulder, held the red wine, and drank it in big mouthfuls while listening to this very pleasant variation.

"you-know-she-would–rouse-up,wake-arembled-and-dine", looked at Zixian happily while singing...

Zixian also pillowed on his shoulders, looking at his eyes, like the stars in the night, sexy and charming, and even the floating point in pleasure was very tempting. Her smile slightly closed. After a glass of red wine, she looked at him with a little wine and said quietly: "Haoran..."

Zhuang Haoran smiled and stopped singing, looking at her and replied: "Hmm?"

"Why don't you love me..." Zixian looked at the tenderness in his eyes and said emotionally.

The sound of the piano stopped, and his hands were lightly placed on the steel keys, turned his head and looked at her silently, his eyes passing through a hint of unpredictable depth.

Zixian blinked her eyes, blushed slightly, then leaned against him and said, "It's better for you to love me... If you love me, I will definitely be very happy, happier than being with Tianlei..."

"Zixian!" Zhuang Haoran turned around and looked at her seriously. He just wanted to speak, but he found a pale white figure in the transparent glass in front of him. His beastly eyes were sharply refracted towards him. He was stunned and turned around immediately. Seeing Jiang Tianlei actually looking at him coldly outside the piano room, he was stunned...

Zixian felt Zhuang Haoran's stiffness, and stood up a little, looked outside the piano room, staring at Jiang Tianlei, her eyes blinked quickly! Bine's Chinese lyrics: In the cave, in the canyon,

The miner lived forty and nine years. He dug the mine sand all day long, and had a daughter named Clemente. Oh, my heartbeat Clemente! Oh, the poor child never comes back! Her light is like an angel, her ninth shoes are squeezed, and her toes are like herrings, and only straw sandals are the most suitable. Every morning, I rushed the duck into the water. Once I stepped on the tip of my feet, I immediately slid into the deep water. Two red lips exposed my face.

A string of bubbles floated up. Oh! I have never been in the water, but I have no choice but to see her sinking to the bottom of the water. Next to the cave, the church and cemetery, the periwinkle blossoms are so beautiful. There are also roses and flowers sucking each other - sucking their daughter's body. The forty-nine-year-old miner is getting thinner and haggard, thinking of chasing her to the underworld so that the father and daughter can meet again. She lingers in my dreams, and she is still covered in water. We always hug each other before our lifetime, but now life and death are separated.

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Chapter completed!