There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 190 Recovering My Love

  "Compared to others, shouldn't you face your feelings first?"

  What feelings she has to face up.

  "Rather than taking care of other people's business, it is better to take care of yourself." Lance squinted his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his voice was bewildering.

  Wen Yiren stared at his eyes, and in an instant, his brain seemed to be controlled by others.

  The hand placed on the knee was slightly squeezed into a fist, Wen Yiren's eyes flickered, and he looked away calmly, "What about the results of my divination?"

   "Just now, is the result of your divination."

  She died of love in her previous life, but love cannot end well in this life?

  She didn't care about her previous life, but in this life this **** stick must be bragging.

  Unless she likes him too, it is a pity that she is not deceived.

  "Ms. Wen often goes to temples?"

   "I don't believe in Buddha, what temple to go to."

  "I wonder if Miss Wen can let me take another drop of blood. I can make an exception to test her career for Miss Wen."

  Wen Yiren became excited for an instant, popped out of her seat and took two steps back, “I said that my blood is precious, so you didn’t figure it out if you helped me calculate the love, so it’s not bad that I didn’t ask you for compensation.”

   "Miss Wen, don't you believe me?"

Wen Yiren asked, "You have to give me a reason to believe in you!"

  Lance's eyes dimmed, this woman was completely unaffected, it seemed not simple.

  "Can Miss Wen enjoy her face and drink tea?"

  Speaking, Lance has brought out a set of particularly exquisite tea sets, the small porcelain cups are engraved with complicated patterns, and the scarlet liquid flows out of the pot to instantly fill the fist-sized tea cups.

   "Miss Wen, please use it."

  Wen Yi stared at the red liquid in the cup, frowning, and said disgustingly: "Why is it red, it looks like blood."

  "This is black tea."

  There is definitely a problem with this tea.

  Wen Yiping calmly picked up the tea cup and put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it. Although she did not know why it was red, she was sure that it did not bleed any blood.

  As long as she is not allowed to drink blood.

   Yu Guang glanced at Lance, who had been staring at him, raised his head and drank it, "It's a bit bitter."

   "Good medicine is bitter."

"Medicine?"

  Lance smiled unpredictably, "Miss Wen, what is the difference between a person without feelings and the walking dead? I just help you find your love back."

  Recover your love?

  Hehe, is it to help her fall in love with him?

  Wen Yiren did not pierce through, playing with the tea cup in his hand with his fingertips, "This divination shop is very difficult to find."

   "I like quiet."

   "I don't know if Mr. Lance took a stroll in the ancient alley ahead."

"have."

   "I saw a store called'Meng Po's Store' in Shengu Alley. Does Mr. Lance know that store?"

  Lance shook his head, took a sip of the tea cup very elegantly, "Is there such a store? The name of the store is quite unique."

   "It's really unique, otherwise I won't pay attention at first."

  First of all, the first point that Wen Yi can be ruled out is that Lance is not a ghost.

  If it’s a ghost, how could you not know Meng Po’s shop if you live in such a place?

  What's more, she is also present.

  So how did this man named Lance make Jiang Jiang and the others unsatisfied with him?

"are you multi-racial?"

   "Well, the four countries are mixed."

   "No wonder it looks so strange."

  Lance raised his eyebrows, a little surprised at Wen Yi’s words, "You said I'm so strange?"

   "Yeah, isn't it weird, purple eyes, people who don't know think you are a monster."

   "Hehe, isn't it?"

  Today, the dog of Wen Yu's family gave birth to a baby, but unfortunately the first one died when he was born. The dog was very sad and looked at people with innocent eyes.

  (End of this chapter)