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Chapter 232 When a straight man meets a little white face

"Is this the beauty you are talking about? It's really good."

The man looked up and down, nodded and exclaimed: "When you raise a vase at home, it looks pleasing to the eye. If you have any worries, just take it out and take a look. It may be a good way."

He said it very rudely, but he said it very seriously, giving people a very sincere feeling.

Lin Qingfeng covered his forehead helplessly, "Your stinky mouth should really be sewn."

As he said that, Wang Yu, whose face was calm and seemed to have not heard anything, said, "His name is Zhou Qiuzhi, the one who cannot be obtained, although his mouth is bad, he is actually a good person. You will know in the future."

Consolation is comfort, but she herself maintained a default attitude towards the issue of vases.

Wang Yu doesn’t care. After all, the original owner’s wish is there, so he should experience a different life.

"Zi Jin is already making tea, just waiting for you to come. I will have a good chat with Brother Wang Yu."

Zhou Qiuzhi moved away from the door with a smile on his face.

Lin Qingfeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Is Zijin back? Ayu, please have a good contact with him, there will be benefits in the future."

After giving instructors, she quickly walked into the teahouse.

Only Wang Yu and Zhou Qiuzhi were left outside the gate.

One has no hair and the other has a disheveled hair, which looks quite strange.

"You must have a bad business here." Wang Yu suddenly spoke.

Zhou Qiuzhi said inexplicably: "Hmm? Why do you have this kind of thought?"

"Because you don't sell wine here."

"Who would buy wine in a place to drink tea?"

"Not before, but now."

Wang Yu pointed to his nose, "Would you like to buy a pot of wine for me?"

Zhou Qiuzhi laughed and was so happy.

Without saying a word, he ran to the restaurant on another street and spent more than thirty taels of silver to buy the most expensive and strongest wine.

"Thirty years of daughters' popularity not only tastes pure, but also conveys the shopkeeper's longing for his daughter. Drink one jar less."

Zhou Qiuzhi held the wine and asked someone to bring a table from it and put it in front of the gate.

"Come on, let me see if you are qualified to drink it."

He filled a bowl and put it in front of Wang Yu.

"What is qualification, and what is ineligible?"

"You will be qualified after drinking it in one sip. If you can't finish it, you will be ineligible."

The wine is filled with fragrance, and just smelling it makes people feel dizzy.

Wang Yu thought for a while, picked up the wine bowl and drank it dry. He asked without blushing and gasping, "Are you qualified?"

Zhou Qiuzhi gave a thumbs up and compared it, and said with a smile: "It was not actually my daughter's red just now, but the strongest burning knife."

As he said that, he took out another jar of wine and opened it and said, "This is the boss's hard work. Most people can't drink it even if they want it, and they can't afford to have money."

Zhou Qiuzhi poured himself a glass this time and asked the servants to serve some wine dishes.

"You can drink something that ordinary people can't drink, it's definitely not ordinary." Wang Yu picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, "Do you still think I'm a vase?"

"Well, the more interesting vase."

Zhou Qiuzhi said his heart frankly: "Since the emperor forged the Heavenly Phoenix Nine Cauldrons and opened up the cultivation qualifications of women in the world, the world has become different."

This is something that the original owner did not remember, and it seems that the empress should be very amazing.

Wang Yu shook his head, not explaining anything.

Do you have to tell him that he can penetrate the entire sky with one punch?

Or, when his fist was handed out, the warriors in the world would only have one thought in their hearts, that is, the heaven is above?

It's not necessary, it doesn't fit his wish to be a handsome man. (I changed this before.)

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhou Qiuzhi said to himself: "You can face my cold words calmly, so you can drink this glass of wine. If you are not strong and have extraordinary character, you can be worthy of Qingfeng."

"Oh? I really have to thank you for your respect, but then again, are you married into a marriage too?"

The reason why Wang Yu asked this was because he saw two women walking outside.

Their hairstyles are very similar, but when they are having sex, only women who have married will comb their hair like this.

So it's not surprising that he has this guess.

Zhou Qiuzhi also saw them, stood up with a smile, and replied in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Yes, I am also married to the family."

Suddenly, Wang Yu felt a little sympathetic to this gentleman.

Compared to Zhou Qingfeng's domineeringness and possessiveness, then his woman is... a simple desire.

For example, when looking at Wang Yu's eyes at this time, it was like a person who had been hungry for a long time, who suddenly saw the delicacies of mountains and seas, but still had to endure it forcibly.

Zhou Qiuzhi greeted him, and the woman hugged his arm intimately, "It's rare to see you drinking with others. It seems that Qingfeng, the beauty, must be outstanding."

"Haha, it's indeed an interesting guy." Zhou Qiuzhi was a little embarrassed, but he covered it up very well.

Situ Zijin, the legitimate daughter of the Situ family in Lintian City, is also Lin Qingfeng's aunt and Situ Danfeng's niece.

She is not a woman who makes people think she is beautiful when they see her, but as long as she is a man, she will not look away after seeing her for the first time.

After all, how can cats don’t like fishy smells?

"Sister Zijin, don't scare Ayu. He is mine, don't make any decisions."

Lin Qingfeng seemed to be joking, but with warning words, Situ Zijin laughed, "Oh, Xiao Qingfeng has grown up and has someone he likes, it's great."

"If you say this again, I will take Ayu away."

Lin Qingfeng said as he walked to Wang Yu, picked up the wine bowl and smelled it, "Xu Ji's daughter Hong, not bad. She finally didn't use any rag to fool people."

After saying that, he just raised his head and drank it in one sip. It was not recommended that this was something that Wang Yu had already drunk half.

"Haha, Qingfeng, you can come here once, so you naturally have to come out to entertain yourself."

Situ Zijin let go of Zhou Qiuzhi's arm and deliberately shaking it in front of Wang Yu, finding that the other party did not look at him at all, not only feeling a little moved.

"This beauty is really infatuated with you. Qingfeng, you have to cherish her." She didn't care about her husband's ugly face at all.

Wang Yu looked at it and found it incredible. Maybe it would look more normal if he changed what the two said?

Moreover, there was a problem that suddenly appeared in his mind. When the whole world thought it was normal, you felt that something was wrong.

So, are you wrong? Or is the world wrong?

Wang Yu couldn't help but think of the noble empress. It was rumored that she had been in power for more than a hundred years, but she was still like a woman in her thirties.

This should be an extremely interesting person, and you must meet him when you find an opportunity.

After hearing Situ Zijin's words, Lin Qingfeng hugged Wang Yu's shoulder, "Of course, he is my most precious treasure."

Uh, why do I feel so stuffy? I have a little difficulty breathing.

Wang Yu rolled his eyes silently, and he would definitely stay away from this female hooligan next time.
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