Su Xia Tong turns his head and looks at He Lian Beimo unexpectedly.

"Yes, I'm going to take it. Don't you think this wine must taste good? "

"How do you know the taste before you drink it?"

"Feel it with your heart. It was given to your wife by a husband. I must have poured all my love into the production process. Do you think it tastes good or bad? "

"... I didn't expect that you were quite emotional."

"I've always been very emotional, OK."

"It's good to be young. I'm too old to flirt with my lover."

"You're mistaken. We're not that kind of relationship."

"Are you brothers and sisters?" The old man looked at the two young men sitting in front of him in surprise.

"It's not..."

Su Xia Tong suddenly flustered don't know how to explain. It's not a boyfriend or a girlfriend, it's not a brother or sister. What's that?

"Do you young people like to be so duplicative? Oh, young man. If you want to know how to cherish it, there are so many things that you regret when you are as old as me. " The old man said to himself.

"..." Su xiatong chooses to be silent. She'd better not speak. Yes, you can't talk. You'll make mistakes.

She shut up. She shut up.

"Young master, the wine has been photographed." Zhang Bo came to Helian Beimo with the newly photographed wine.

"Just in time, open it for lunch to see if it's the taste of love."

When he lianbeimo said this, his eyes had been glancing at Su xiatong.

Su Xia Tong pretends to be looking around, but her face doesn't want to turn around.

After the auction, the old man took them to the wine cellar and some collection rooms displaying red wine.

"It's getting late. It's time for lunch. If you don't like it, you can stay and have a meal. "

"We are very grateful that you would like to keep us here for dinner. How can we even dislike it?"

Su Xia Tong quickly waved his hand and said.

"Come with me, then." The old man took two to the restaurant.

The restaurant is not very big, but the layout is very warm. Su xiatong and Helian Beimo sit on one side of the table, and the old man sits in the middle of the table.

The old man had already ordered in advance, so before chatting for a while, all the meals were served.

"It's all plain food. Don't give it up."

"What you said is very good."

He lianbei Mo shows his sign to Uncle Zhang, who wakes up the newly photographed red wine and brings it up.

"Come on, let's taste the taste of love."

Helianbeimo poured a cup for the old man and Su xiatong, and added another cup for himself.

Su xiatong took a drink from his glass. It's bitter and tasteless.

"How's it going? Have you tasted love? "

"No, it's hard." Su xiatong looks at the red wine in front of her.

Where is love? Love should be sweet.

"Love has both bitterness and sweetness. All bitterness is sweet." The old man interjected.

"Yes, it's sweet and bitter. God is always fair. " He Lian North Mo is carrying wine cup to sigh a way.

I don't know if I'm talking about myself or Su xiatong.

"You have to be sincere. You can get something you don't have all day. Who knows if they are sincere. "

"Do you have any sincerity in mind?"

"Did I count you, I don't know?"

"Don't talk like me."