MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 148 The glass is too small

The sky is getting dark.

The twilight is like a fire.

The setting sun will outline the entire city into a red glow.

On the third floor of the Tianmen Daoguan, the location of the window, at this time placed a square wooden pear table, the table is eight dishes and one soup, plus a good apricot wine on the altar, a colorful sheet metal look Wine jug. Four people sat on the four sides of the table, and the leaves were sitting opposite the money book, and the red beans were sitting opposite the money paintings.

The lack of leaves at this time is a little embarrassing.

The money paintings were burned in anger, and there was no way to burn without anger. Not long ago, she used all her strength to attack the red beans. I thought that I could teach this unscrupulous little girl. Who can think of it, but hit the iron plate, did not react to what happened, and his face was punched.

Just a punch, let the left eye of the money painting show a big dark circle.

The black is red, and the red is purple.

Although it is not a breakthrough, it is definitely a shame, let alone a woman. From small to large, the most annoying thing about her money painting is to lose to a woman, which she is totally unacceptable. Lin Meier grabbed Ye Yunhai and smashed her own meal. She still hates it now, and she is pondering every day, when will the debt be recovered.

You can say that she is careful.

Having said that, this woman in the whole world, which is not careful, which heart will be broad?

Maybe only the chest is wide.

Sitting on the wine table, the expression of red beans is slightly smug, and I thought, "Dare to do it with me? I don’t care about my own weight. This whole Tianmen Daoguan, I’m afraid no one can win alone. Of course, the lack of leaves is an exception, even the red beans themselves can not see through, the realm is not high, but the combat power is surprisingly explosive, and every moment is progressing, seems to have endless potential."

Qian Shuxiao’s expression was very interesting. Standing up and giving the leaf a glass of wine, then holding a jug and indicating the red bean, meaning, “This grandmother, are you drinking?”

At the end, I still don't forget to look at the leaf shortage.

As for the lack of leaves, I have already turned my eyes to the side, and I don’t care about myself. Love who, don't look at me, don't look for me, I don't know anything, I can't control anything, women's things, women themselves.

The red bean mouth faint smile, pushing the cup at hand.

Qian Shuxiao just wanted to pour it for himself. He only heard a bang on the table. The money was drawn coldly. "Brother, give me the first, don't know who is your sister!"

"Red beans first came to Luoyang, we have to do the friendship of the landlord, the Lord will go with the guests." Qian Shu smiled at the money and painting, and later said nothing to know what it is, "You can't understand something?"

Money book painted and looked at his brother, the anger of his heart was more prosperous. "Which guest is she? Who agrees that she came up? The doorkeeper of this day is the leaf is missing, but the venue of this pavilion is not home. Or is it that my words are fart, I don’t need to listen at all?"

Pointing at his own panda eyes, the voice of the money book has increased by one decibel. "Don't you see it? She just hit your sister! You kissed my sister! Are you so irresponsible brother?"

Holding a jug, Qian Shuxiao is not, not down, and finally he whispered a whisper, "You must move your hands first, but not to me."

The money book slammed and patted the table again. Standing up and looking at it, it seemed that even his brother wanted to fight.

The hands are raised, but the reason tells her that she can't fight. To stay calm, to restrain, now is not a fierce time, the corner of the eye glanced next to the red bean sitting on the stool, motionless, mouth smile, seems to be watching the drama.

"To be calm, to maintain the grace, not to let this gimmick compare, I am a good show, the little princess of the money family, the home is rich and the enemy, can not be seen with her." Qian Shu painting took a deep breath, actually will The anger was pressed down, at least at this moment, the appearance of anger was no longer visible on the surface.

Trying to squeeze a smile on his face, the money book draws a jug in the hands of Qian Shuxiao. "It’s a visitor. Since I first came to Luoyang, I must try this apricot flower wine. I personally. Filled up for you."

When you talk, you will fill the glass of the red bean with the wine, and the full will overflow.

Turning around and pouring himself a cup is also full.

After the wine was poured out, the money painting directly put the jug on one side, and even did not give up to his brother, and directly took up his own wine glass. "Nine days to open the palace, the kingdom is crowned."

"This is the **** Luoyang, here, only you can't think of it, there is no it. No matter what you eat or use, you have everything to open, and all the expenses are all in my house."

"I respect you a cup, do it first."

Don't wait for the red bean to talk, the money book draws a head, the whole cup of apricot flower wine, one drop is not left, all into the mouth.

Money painting is now to understand, since the fight can not be beaten, then it is in other places than, she was born in the merchant's house, I was used to the diners. When I was seven years old, I started to go to the table. Maybe it was a gift of talent. Almost a thousand cups were not drunk. Looking at the situation in front of me, I was afraid to find a place on the wine table.

The red bean is still a smile at the corner of his mouth. He looks at the money and paintings with a straight hook. He first picks up the cup and doesn't look at it.

After drinking this glass of wine, the red beans said calmly, "Guests are with the Lord."

After saying this, add another sentence, "I am not the first time to come to Luoyang, I have been here before."

The two girls all looked at each other quietly. No one looked at Ye Wei and Qian Shu, so that the cup in front of Qian Shuxiao was still empty. I looked at the jug and I couldn’t reach it. It seems that no one is going to hand it to myself.

It seems that there is a spark in the air.

Sighed and shook his head, Qian Shu laughed and took a jug down the stairs.

It was this blink of an eye. When he was on the table again, the pot of the colorful gold-plated figure was completely empty. No more wine is added to the jug, and the money painting directly puts the jar on hand.

"The wine glass is too small, drinking is not so happy, how about changing the bowl?" Qian Shu painting refers to the wine glass at hand, provocatively seems to look at red beans.

"I can do it, feel free." Red beans said the atmosphere.

"Happy, wait." Qian Shu painting seems to be afraid of red beans repentance, he turned and ran out, it seems that he has to go to the bowl himself, do not want to know, certainly not an ordinary small bowl.

"Red bean girl, my sister is some..." Qian Shuxiao saw that his sister went out, and quickly explained to the red bean. The eye-catching person knew that the relationship between red beans and leaf deficiency was definitely not normal. There must be a story between the two people. Where can I let my sister come.

The strong twisted melon is not sweet.

But before the money book laughed, the red beans interrupted him. "No matter, I also love drinking, just to quench my thirst."

(There is a chapter in the evening.)