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The wine of fortune Long Chuhan can't help looking at the empty wine bottle in Mingke's hand.

Mingke immediately picked up the bottle, raised it in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "yes, lucky red wine. When I went to the hotel, I saw Qingya go in with the wine. At that time, I heard your father complain that general manager Cai had to meet you to talk about it. It was very difficult. But when I came out after dinner, I heard your father happily saying that Qingya had given him a drink. Then Mr. Cai immediately agreed to cooperate with them and signed a contract on the spot. It seems that every time she goes to make a bottle of wine, she'll be called a sake

Then she lifted the empty wine bottle. She put the bottle in the wine box and said with a smile: "I haven't seen this brand before, but I will follow it when I go to buy wine in the future. Don't throw away my wine bottle. I have to prepare a lot of lucky red wine in the future. "

Rubbing her tired waist, she looked back at long Chuhan and said with a smile, "uncle, I'll take a bath first. I'm so tired."

"Go on." Long Chuhan watched her enter the door. Until the door was closed, he went over and took down the empty bottle from the wine lattice.

The wine of fortune Even a person like Mr. Cai can make him promise cooperation with a glass of wine, and even sign a contract on the spot. How can there be such a magic wine in the world?

If it is Yue Qingya who coaxes people to sign the contract with her beauty, why is it necessary to bring a bottle of wine with her every time?

I went down with a glass of wine and signed the contract on the spot

He picked up the bottle and shook it in the light. Seeing that there was still a little wine left, he suddenly frowned, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

When the other party got through, he said in a low voice, "come and get something, and send it to the ring side for him to study carefully."

The next morning, the door of Longchu's family had been knocked.

Seeing this handsome and straight young man outside the door, long Chuhan is less indifferent and subconscious hostility than when he is facing the northern night. It's very refreshing to let him in.

"She hasn't got up yet, but the alarm is going to go off." Without a word of greeting, he turned and walked into the kitchen. He didn't know what to do.

Beiming Liancheng took a look at his back and was a little puzzled.

Long Chuhan will work in the kitchen, which is a bit beyond his expectation.

Five minutes later, there was no movement in the girl's room. His hearing was not bad. The alarm clock clearly went on for a long time, and it started and stopped naturally, but no one went to put it out.

The people inside are still sleeping in and can't even hear the alarm clock.

When long Chuhan came out of the kitchen, he saw Beiming Liancheng walking towards the corridor with no expression on his face. He clearly wanted to go and shout his name to get up.

Now that someone is doing it for him, he doesn't care and goes back to the kitchen.

Before going to bed last night, I studied a new breakfast, snow clam stewed with bird's nest and rock sugar. Anyway, there was everything in the refrigerator. Qin Weiyang prepared all the good things for the girl. If she didn't eat them, she would not eat them.

I just don't know if it will be a problem if I eat every day. It seems that there are no side effects after previous studies, but to be on the safe side, I'd better ask for advice on abstinence another day.

But today, the girl is leaving Dongling. Before she leaves, she has to eat enough. Otherwise, what can she do if she can't eat well outside?

Beiming even knocked on the door several times, and the people inside didn't respond. He didn't wait and opened the door directly.

After a look at the person on the bed, he walked towards the window and drew the curtain open with a brush. The sunlight immediately penetrated into the room.

He had been a bit sober because of his actions, but he opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was stabbed by the sunlight and immediately closed his eyes.

Subconsciously, she reached out to cover her eyes and complained, "uncle, your eyes are uncomfortable. Please close the curtain."

Beiming Liancheng didn't want to pay any attention to her, but seeing her like this, she still had a soft snack. She pulled back the curtain and went to one side to turn on the soft light in the room.

Until there was no sun glare, Mingke finally saw the man standing by the bed. From her point of view, the man was looking down at himself. He was taller and stronger than other times. His face was as cool as before.

She rubbed her eyebrows and said, "what are you doing here in the morning? Don't you agree to go after the first two classes? "

"Who sent me a text message last night saying that I didn't want to go to class and I had to leave immediately. The earlier the better?" Beiming Liancheng looked at her. Seeing her weak appearance when she got up, her thick eyebrows could not help wrinkling: "what's the matter? Are you sick? "

He stretched out his big palm to her forehead. The temperature of his hand was cool, and there was no fever at all.

Mingke doesn't know what's the matter with her. She slaps him off. Then she holds her waist and sits up slowly. As for the text message she gave him before going to bed last night He didn't really forget about it.I'm forgetful recently. Are you old?

It's just such a simple action to sit up, but I don't know why it's so hard. My back is aching. I'm very tired. Is it because I was really tired when I changed my wedding dress last night?

Beiming Liancheng could see her fatigue. He helped her down from the bed. Seeing that she was still rubbing her waist and looking weak, he couldn't help saying, "it's really uncomfortable. Let's have a rest and leave later. I'll ask that guy to find a family doctor for you, or let Dr. Yang come over."

"No Mingke immediately shook his head and refused.

How can such an exaggeration come? I asked Dr. Yang to come and show her. Didn't I feel a little tired?

Beiming Liancheng is still stubborn: "you sit here for a while, I'll call Dr. Yang..."

"I said no." Mingke is really afraid that he will call people over. He will delay the flight and a big event. Such an important thing can't be delayed.

Seeing that he didn't soften at all, she blinked her eyes. Her little face turned a little red, but she immediately explained: "nothing. I'm really tired. I tried the wedding dress for more than two hours yesterday, and before that, your boss still..."

"She didn't react when she looked at the city of northern netherworld? What has the boss done to make you so tired? "

Seeing that she was rubbing her waist all the time, he reached out and wanted to rub it for her, but before the big palm touched her waist, he immediately understood what she had just said.

A face, brush red through.