Lan Jue smiled and said, "It should be said that it was my luck. ▲∴I really didn't expect that in 1990, such a legendary super-level sweet white wine would still exist in the world. I am very sincere and hope to taste this bottle of wine. If you are willing to sell it, I will open it directly here and not take it away."

For some people who truly understand wine and love wine, even if he is a businessman, when he sees a bottle of top-notch wine leaving him, he hopes to see it being tasted by people who know how to taste it rather than being ruined by novices.

As soon as Lan Jue said this, the manager's eyes suddenly became much softer, and his defense obviously disappeared.

"Dear sir, you are such an expert. However, this bottle of wine is really hard to give up." The manager's expression was sorry.

Lan Jue said with some regret: "I don't want to force you, but I really like it. Why not do this? You can put forward an appropriate condition and let's discuss it."

The manager thought about it and said, "I must ask the boss for this bottle of wine, please wait for a while."

Zhou Qianlin has been standing silently beside Lan Jue. She didn't expect that drinking a bottle of wine would be so difficult. The bottle of wine was placed horizontally in a very exquisite display cabinet made of solid wood in front.

The bottle is very small, and it looks only 375 milliliters. The wine is honey-colored and looks particularly attractive.

This time, the manager went there for a long time, and it took him more than ten minutes before he came back. There was also a tall middle-aged man who returned with him.

This man looked in his fifties, wearing a suit with vertical lines, with a waffle collar. The tie was tied into a Duke of Windsor knot. There was only a white line in the pocket towel. He looked very gentlemanly.

He walked to Lan Jue and smiled slightly. He said, "Sir, did you fall in love with my dijin?"

Dijin is the name of that bottle of wine, a name that was once well-known in the Shangyuan era, and was in charge of the sweet white wine, the cow.

Lan Jue smiled and nodded, "Today is a special day for me. So, I hope to remember him with an unforgettable and extremely sweet taste. If you can fulfill it, I will be very grateful. At the same time, I am willing to ask you to witness this moment and taste this bottle of legendary gold together."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Can I take the liberty to ask, what is this important day for you? At the same time, can you please show yourself to others in your true form? I hope to know what kind of person will fall in love with my dijin?"

Lan Jue's lips buzzed, and he said something to him, then took off his mask, sunglasses on his face, and hat on his head.

The waiter next to him was shocked to see him. When he wanted to exclaim, the middle-aged man raised his hand and held his chin, leaving his voice in his throat.

However, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of shock. He looked at Lan Jue seriously and said seriously: "As a member of the Northern League, I should not meet your requirements, because you deprived our young generation of the Northern League, Hercules, of the strongest young generation, of Hercules, to win the championship."

Lan Jue smiled slightly and said, "Then I can only say regrets." He was willing to show his true face, not only respect for the other party, but also respect for this bottle of wine.

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled, "No, please let me finish my words. As a gentleman and a gentleman of noble descent, I think I should satisfy your request, because this request comes from a future master. I hope that we can build a friendship from now on."

In the final analysis, he is still a businessman. As one of the largest interlocking hotel groups in all mankind, he certainly hopes to gain friendship that is likely to become a powerful person in the future. This benefit is immeasurable.

Lan Jue smiled and said, "I think, I have gained my friendship a long time ago. I like your room layout very much, and there are many details that I can linger, such as the dryness of the bed sheets."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, "You are really a person who knows how to live. I feel more and more that this bottle of gold has found his rightful owner."

He took out a key from his arms, turned around and walked towards the wine cabinet behind him, opened the door, and took out the bottle of wine from it.

There is nothing special about the wine bottle, just a small bottle of wine. The cabinet that stores it is obviously kept warm and the temperature is low. As soon as it comes out of the closet, the surface of the glass bottle is immediately covered with a faint frost mist.

The hotel owner walked out from behind and personally led Lan Jue and Zhou Qianlin to a window, inviting them to sit down, then took out the sea horse knife from their pockets, and opened the cork of the wine bottle.

At this time, a waiter had already given two cups that were not too big but looked like tulips. He did not pour wine for them, and the boss put down the bottle and made a gesture of asking for help.

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Don't you have a drink together?"

The hotel owner shook his head and smiled, "This time should belong to each other."

Lan Jue didn't keep him for a long time and smiled and nodded at him.

The hotel owner turned around and left.

Zhou Qianlin looked around with some concern, fearing that someone would recognize Lan Jue and cause unnecessary trouble. Because she really didn't want to be destroyed by others, the small amount of quiet moments between the two of them. Of course, cultivation is not counted...

Lan Jue picked up the wine bottle and poured the wine into two cups. A faint sweet fragrance came out. The sweet fragrance was not greasy, but it had a clear smell, which was particularly charming.

"It's a rare good thing. The name Dijin was actually named by the Chinese in the Proterozoic period, and perhaps it means Didi Gold. Dijin, on the left bank of Bordeaux, France, is the only super first-class farm, which means it is one level higher than the Lafite Castle. One of the best sweet white wines in the world. Only Igon Miller of the Proterozoic period is comparable to. Try it?"

Zhou Qianlin nodded slightly, picked up the cup, and sniffed it gently. She was surprised to find that she could not smell the sweet smell at this time, but a faint fragrance of grapes, refreshing and refreshing. The smell was like a flower blooming, and the body fragrance of a young girl.

After a sip, a slightly viscous liquid slid into her mouth like honey, sweet and moist, and the fragrance suddenly rose. The rich sweetness seemed to make her feel the beauty of everything in the world. In an instant, her spirit completely relaxed, and an indescribable sense of pleasure spread throughout her body.

"The metal drops in precious rot wine, the most noble variety among sweet white wines. If champagne is the most likely wine to make people happy, then it is the most likely wine to make people feel sweet." Lan Jue also took a sip and exclaimed sincerely.

Zhou Qianlin rarely drinks alcohol, but this bottle of gold is so delicious. It seems that all the beautiful tastes in the world are contained in this bottle of wine.

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Do you know what I said to the hotel owner just now and asked him to agree to us who opened this bottle of wine?"

Zhou Qianlin said: "Isn't it because of your identity?"

Lan Jue shook his head, "They are all very stubborn, and they were only discovered later, but if there was no place to impress him, he would not sell this kind of wine easily."

Zhou Qianlin said curiously: "Then what did you say to him?"

Lan Jue smiled slightly and looked at her charming blue eyes deeply, "I told him that I would use this bottle of the sweetest wine in the world to show my love to my favorite girl. I hope she can give me a chance to be her boyfriend."

Zhou Qianlin was stunned, "Who do you want to show your love?"

The smile on Lan Jue's face suddenly became embarrassed, "What do you think?"

Zhou Qianlin looked at the glass of wine, and suddenly a layer of mist rose from her beautiful eyes. She turned her head suddenly and looked out the window, "Sweet wine may not make that girl promise you. How do you know that people will like you? You can't be too arrogant."

She raised her head slightly and forced herself to prevent the tears from falling from falling from the eyes.

After leaving Tianma, the two of them walked along the way, and their relationship gradually became close, and they even had to kiss and practice. However, he never broke through the window paper. She knew that in his heart, the diaphragm still existed, and Hera's shadow was always deeply imprinted in his mind.

She has been waiting for one day to face him and everything. Although their relationship is already very close, she never dared to let herself go before she took this step. She had no confidence at all. What exactly did he think?

What can happen between men and women and physical contact have already happened to them. However, the collision between them is far from enough.

Zhou Qianlin never expected that on this day, on this seemingly ordinary night, he suddenly used this method to show his love to himself.

Everything came too suddenly, and she was not even ready at all. Her inner emotions felt like she was ignited. However, she was also at a loss.

Finally, she suppressed the tears in her eyes and took another sip of gold. She was surprised to find that the guy would not respond after listening to his words.

She subconsciously turned around and looked at his position, and then she was surprised to find that he was gone. The person opposite was gone, only his wine glass was still on the table.

He left? He was angry?

In an instant, Zhou Qianlin suddenly felt panic and turned around suddenly, trying to find that person. Then she found that Lan Jue's face was there at some time by her side.

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Chapter completed!