Chapter 362: Only the Male Peacock is Beautiful (Twenty-four)
The champagne area is not large. After walking about fifty meters, they arrived at the cognac area and then the whiskey area.
Yu Huo's breathing stagnated as he stared at the bottle of wine in the center and exclaimed, "Is this Macallan M?"
Although Jiang Feng is the owner of this winery, he himself is not a wine lover. He vaguely remembers that this bottle of wine seemed to have been obtained at an auction.
"Right..." he said vaguely, then asked, "Do you like it?"
Yu Huo's mouth twitched: "You're not going to send me off again, are you?"
Jiang Feng didn't say anything. He leaned over and took down the wine along with the transparent cover and placed it on the cart: "As long as you like it."
Yu Huo: "..."
Damn, how come Jiang Feng is so sensible in this life?
Over 4 million! He wants to drink it but he has no way to buy it.
Yu Huo opened his mouth, then grabbed Jiang Feng's fingertips with his backhand, his face solemn: "I have nothing to repay you with, so how about this, next weekend, let's go get a room!"
"That's not what I meant!" Jiang Feng quickly retorted, fearing that he would be misunderstood.
Yu Huo, however, stretched out his hand and shushed, "I know, it's me, I'm greedy for your body, alright?"
Jiang Feng: “…”
He really wanted to say, stop talking nonsense, and do it for real if you have the guts!
The winery is very vast. After the whiskey, there is a white wine area. Yu Huo is not interested in white wine, so he quickly passed through to the red wine area.
Because of the support of a vineyard, red wine accounts for more than half of the winery. As usual, Jiang Feng took the red wine that Yu Huo was interested in. He was generous to the person he liked and did not feel sorry at all.
We had almost finished our walk and it was getting dark. The night in the suburbs was particularly bleak, and there was a thick darkness outside the glass.
When walking back, Yu Huo noticed some framed introductory pictures and texts on the wall.
There are also several photos of the winemaking process interspersed in between, listed in intervals of the exhibition area.
As Yu Huo looked at them, his feet unconsciously stopped in front of one of the photos. His gaze lingered briefly on the iceberg cup and the purple-red wine in the photo, and then he looked at the slender, white hand.
He asked softly, "Can you also make wine?"
Jiang Feng followed and stepped forward, subconsciously raising his palm: "When I first got this winery, I lived here for a while and learned a few tricks from the craftsman."
Yu Huo asked again: "Can you draw?"
Jiang Feng seemed to have gotten used to his jumping thoughts and nodded with a smile: "I have been learning since I was a child."
He acted very confident, but it was easy to imagine that if he wasn't good at it, he wouldn't have suggested taking Yu Huo to his gallery.
Yu Huo nodded secretly and asked casually, "What else can you do?"
Jiang Feng didn't say anything.
Seeing this, Yu Huo changed the question: "I mean, what do you usually do? Do you have any hobbies or interests..."
Jiang Feng thought for a moment before saying, "I usually do flower arranging, tea tasting, and occasionally study the art of incense..."
Yu Huo couldn't help but secretly smack his lips in amazement: "You have quite a lot of hobbies."
It sounds very elegant.
Perhaps it was because the years were too peaceful, Jiang Feng had a different kind of literary air than before, and his personality seemed to be much calmer.
Although it is not as ups and downs as in the past world, Yu Huo still likes it.
He always thought that he was a person who liked to pursue excitement in relationships, but after actually experiencing it, he found that a quiet life with three meals a day seemed pretty good too?
Seeing that he hadn't continued, Jiang Feng asked back, "What do you usually do?"
Yu Huo came back to his senses and spread his hands innocently: "Lie down at home."
Jiang Feng was stunned: "Don't you have any hobbies?"
Yu Huo thought about it seriously: "Does sleeping count?"
Jiang Feng laughed: "Aren't you bored if you just lie down and sleep?"
Yu Huo curled his lips: "I never get bored. I'm not even good enough to play with myself."
Here we go again, another talented contestant who can instantly kill the topic with just a few words.
Jiang Feng had never thought about finding a partner in the future, but when he actually found one, he still felt very surprised.
This person is very special, not just because of his family background, appearance or other external conditions, but just because of him as a person.
Young people seem to have a temperament that others do not have. It is difficult to define, but if I really have to describe it, it is like the feeling of adolescent pranks, very rebellious, but also full of energy.
The atmosphere became quiet again. The dim lights of the winery became more noticeable because of the night, just like the person beside him. Yu Huo turned his eyes away from the photo. After all, the real person was right next to him. Staring at the photo for a long time was really a bit far-fetched.
Jiang Feng's face is still beautiful and can't be ignored, with thick eyelashes and red lips...
Yu Huo is actually a very lazy person. The most diligent part of his body may be his mouth, and even when this mouth is not talking, he still doesn't want to be idle.
For example, now, I always want to chew something.
Then he put his hands around Jiang Feng's neck, forced him to lower his head, and kissed his two thin, bright red lips.
Although Jiang Feng's lips were thin, they were very soft. The moment he got close to him, Yu Huo seemed to smell the fragrance of mint.
In a trance, he saw the other person's lowered eyes, very deep, like a deep, inky pond, peaceful and calm. However, the other person's kiss back was extremely gentle.
A few seconds later, the shadow of a proud and magnificent peacock gradually emerged in the air. It slowly spread out its silver feather fan, and feathers seemed to float in the air, becoming illusory and annihilating, like a pure white dream...
By the time Huo and the others returned to school, the dormitories were almost closed.
He quickly rushed into the dormitory building. The lights in his dormitory were off, but his three roommates on the bed were still awake, each holding a mobile phone.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, they all looked over. In the darkness, they looked like floating heads. For a moment, Yu Huo thought he had returned to the horror world and subconsciously wanted to slap the talisman on their foreheads.
...Fortunately he held back.
"You haven't slept yet?"
Yu Huo walked quietly into the dormitory carrying a few bottles of wine. Because he was too excited, he didn't pay attention to his feet and was tripped by one of his roommate's shoes.
With a cry of surprise, he subconsciously hugged the bottles of wine in his arms, and his head hit the bed rail with a bang.
In an instant, he could only hear the buzzing sound in his head, and Yu Huo finally understood what it meant to be overjoyed and then suffer.
Then the lights in the dormitory were turned on, and the incandescent lamps on the ceiling made his eyes hurt. Several roommates came forward to show their concern for him. In the chaos, Yu Huo didn't hear what they said clearly. He just stood up with the force, and then walked to his cabinet without saying a word. He put the intact bottles of wine into the cabinet and locked it.
The world began to gradually become clear, and Mallory's curious voice rang in his ears: "What did you buy?"
Facing those curious eyes, Yu Huo seemed to see refugees waiting for disaster relief grain from the imperial court. He quickly waved his hands and said vaguely, "Nothing, just a gift from my boyfriend."
Sure enough, gossip is more attractive than eating and drinking.
Mallory pressed, "You went on a date?"
Yu Huo was too lazy to tell them, and half-seriously covered his head and wailed: "No, I have a headache, I need to lie down for a while."
Several people looked at each other, and after asking Yu Huo if he wanted to go to the hospital and getting a negative answer from him, they also went to bed one after another.
Have a good night.
The next morning, Yu Huo covered the back of his head which was still aching slightly, sat up with difficulty and turned off the alarm clock.
Mallory, who lived in the bunk opposite, saw this and asked, "Can you get out of bed? It hurts, right?"
Yu Huo: "..."
No, is he sick?
If you don't tell the whole story, it's easy for people to misunderstand you!
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