Chapter 464

Wang Zhiwen bowed his head and drank a mouthful of pure hawthorn wine, "of course." At this time, Wang Zhiwen was very happy. At the beginning, it was not Wang Lu who insisted on finding a girl for him, and he would not send this strange girl to himself.

"Tut tut." Wang Zhiwu returned to his former frivolous appearance and said to his bookworm brother, "do you like this girl

Wang Zhiwen looks at Xia Xiaoran's eyes. He looks in his eyes. To tell the truth, he does not doubt that Wang Zhiwen will fall in love with Xia Xiaoran, because only people close to him can know the girl's happiness and surprise, and he will be involuntarily attracted by her.

"Do you like it?" Wang Zhiwen's eyes were a little lax and his tone was a little hesitant. He really liked Luo Baixiang. At the beginning, he valued her only for her unique poetry and increasingly refined cooking skills. However, as an heir of the Wang family, he was very restrained in his feelings. Even if he liked her, he could not protect her a few days ago, and he could not protect her in the future.

Looking at Wang Zhiwen's eyes, Wang Zhiwu couldn't help laughing. He didn't realize that his eldest brother was not only pedantic, but also a coward.

It happened that Xia Xiaoran came in with a jar of osmanthus wine. As soon as he came in, he said in a loud voice: "how did you get rid of the windbreaker again?"

Wang Zhiwu privately saw that there was a white windbreaker on Wang Zhiwen's body, but it slipped down from him and fell to the ground.

Looking at Wang Zhiwen's ignorance, Xia Xiaoran is even more angry. He reaches for his windbreaker and picks it up from the ground. He pats it. He surrounds Wang Zhiwen and says, "it's cold at night. You don't feel cold after drinking wine. When the wind comes up, you'll definitely get cold again tomorrow." The young master of the Wang family was not angry when a little girl talked about it like this. He just held a pair of tender hands on his shoulder, "I'm ok."

"Nothing." Xia Xiaoran took his hand out of Wang Zhiwen's hand and hit him hard on the head. He wanted to scold his son's mother, "how bad your health is, you don't know. Don't come to me when you are sick, you remember to eat or beat me."

This strange interaction surprised Wang Zhiwu. He thought that Xia Xiaoran was not gentle and virtuous, but also cold and indifferent. Unexpectedly, he was like this when he was with his elder brother.

Looking at the hand that Wang Zhiwen perseveres to put on Xia Xiaoran's hand, Wang Zhiwu's eyes darken. It turns out that he is also a coward.

These two people look thin, but the amount of alcohol is good, Xia Xiaoran wait until the middle of the night, the two people are still not salty to say that there is no nutrition, do not see the appearance of heart to heart.

It seems that I can't see these two handsome men crying together in my lifetime. Lazily stood up to say hello, Xia Xiaoran got up to the wing room to have a rest.

Wang Zhiwu looked at Wang Zhiwen's red earlobe in front of him, and he knew that he was drunk, and his evil taste increased sharply. "Let me ask you again, do you like Luo Baixiang?" If you don't dare, let me do it.

Drunk Wang Zhiwen meal, open eyes a little blood red, looking at some shaking Wang Zhiwu figure, "like, how can not like." If you don't like it, how can you change yourself little by little for her? If you don't like it, why should you do so much for her. Wang Zhiwen is not a saint. He does so much for each other just to make them closer to himself.

Waiting for this sentence, Wang Zhiwu breathed a sigh of relief, and the spirit of wine rushed to his brain, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

Wang Zhiwen is a little annoyed these days, especially when he sees the dark blue figure coming from a distance. Hastily ordered Xia Xiaoran a, Wang Zhiwen with a book in a hurry turned the pavilion, to the wing room.

Xia Xiaoran looked at Li Hanzhi, who was walking slowly towards him. The expression on his face was very delicate.

Li beauty looked at Xia Xiaoran, eyes blinked, Jiao didi said: "where's Prince Wang?"

Li Hanzhi like this, Xia Xiaoran looked also uncomfortable, handed her a cup of sour plum soup made by himself, Xia Xiaoran said in a loud voice: "he's not here, you don't have to pretend."

By Xia Xiaoran mercilessly pierced, Li Hanzhi curled his mouth, lifted up the skirt and sat on the chair, angrily looking at Xia Xiaoran said: "can't you not expose me?"

Xia Xiaoran is very happy. This Miss Li is really interesting. At the beginning, when I first saw her, I thought she was a proud and cold fairy. Later, when Xia Xiaoran thought she was the same type of abdominal blackness as Wang Zhiwu, Li Hanzhi became the number one woman.

Looking at Li Hanzhi drinking sour plum soup with her delicate face and skirt, Xia Xiaoran is very curious about how such a woman could be raised in ancient times.

"Baixiangzi." Li Hanzhi glanced at Xia Xiaoran and said leisurely, "do you know where your brother Wang has gone?"

After mixing with Xia Xiaoran for a long time, Li Hanzhi not only exposed his own nature, but also talked about it without taboo, "talk with the sad family."

"Yes." Xia Xiaoran grinned and said, "he is reading in the wing room."

"Reading again." Li Hanzhi is not happy. Nine times out of ten times he comes here to read a book in the room. Is it so difficult for him to come out and have a look at this beautiful girl?

Li Hanzhi's face is not happy. Xia Xiaoran is also disappointed. He has been with Li Hanzhi for a long time. He knows that although this girl is a little different from the ancient ladies, she is more sincere and straightforward. Xia Xiaoran really thinks that Li Hanzhi is worthy of Wang Zhiwen. He sighed a long time, but the falling flowers were merciless“ You little girl have learned to sigh. " Li Han is happy because Wang Zhiwen says that he treats Xia Xiaoran as his sister, and the Wang family is also told not to reveal Xia Xiaoran's true identity. Li Hanzhi regards Xia Xiaoran as a maid who has a good relationship with Wang Zhiwen, and treats Xia Xiaoran as his sister. Stretch out two hands to put on the face of Xia Xiaoran, grasp to pull to both sides, looking at the face of Xia Xiaoran deformation, Li Hanzhi smile more happy. Xia Xiaoran: "Xia Xiaoran broke away from Li Hanzhi's claws, rubbed his pinched cheek and said," Han Zhi, do you want my new pot chicken Li Hanzhi's eyes lit up and said in a loud voice, "of course. How can we miss the best in the world? " Even if Wang Zhiwen can't be seen nine times out of ten times, Li Hanzhi is persistent in coming to the Wang family because of Xia Xiaoran's superb cooking skills. In her words, he can't make Xia Xiaoran's taste by tying those cooks together“ This is the fallacy of Han Xia Xiaoran put the pot chicken on the pear tree table, with the mung bean soup just cooked. Rare shyly said: "Han of you every day so praise me, I will have a proud little tail." Since treating Li Hanzhi, Xia Xiaoran has been to the Li family several times. The Li family has a deep background, and Li Hengyuan loves his daughter very much. There are many good cooks. When Xia Xiaoran ate a northern Jiangsu dish, a roast fish, in the Li family in the early days, it was so delicious that Xia Xiaoran almost swallowed his tongue. Recalling the delicious food at that time, Xia Xiaoran's world is full of pink bubbles“ Just like the northern Jiangsu roast fish that day, it's the best. " Xia Xiaoran disheartened ground wiped the saliva that does not exist at the side of the mouth.