Warm tea and wine

Be good, hurry up and drink——" Grandma Daji, this is the legendary "Heaven's evil is forgiven, but self-inflicted, can't you live?" "I really want to eat meat. I'm a fox, not a little white rabbit—so we saw a little vegetarian fox licking the soup while tears streaming down his face.

But Wen Xi didn't let him go.

"Congee porridge, eat glutinous rice and Chuanbei pear tomorrow, cool the heart and reduce the fire; the day after tomorrow, lily lotus seed and mung bean porridge, seasonal porridge to relieve the fire, how about your name, what do you think?"

"Master, don't—"

With great pleading, Wen Xi understood the carnivorous nature of porridge and porridge, and decided to replace it with a soup of asparagus and lean meat and squid, and emphasized again that the same method is used to relieve heat and clear away heat.

Porridge with tears: Painima’s Huo Qing Shen Ma Fever——

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After lunch, Wen Xi was wrapped in a silk robe lazily leaning on the beauty couch and squinting. The white neckline only exposed the attractive and slender collarbone, and the close-fitting design outlined the round shoulders.The city's baggy pajamas were indeed tied with a ribbon around his waist, making his slender waist seem too tight to hold.The tender white calf rubbed against the bamboo mat under him one after another, and the pink crystal-like nails were inlaid on Wenxi's white jade-like graceful feet, fascinating the little fox on the couch.

"Congee porridge," Wen Meiren said, "Let's do a dance." Wen Meiren remembered Daji's classic fan dance in a certain animation she watched when she was a child, and she was extremely curious. Are they all vixens after all?

Congee Congee began to twist his buttocks, flick his tail and wave his paws.

Wen Xi immediately picked up the phone he had set aside to take pictures frantically, and commented while taking pictures: "It's not good-looking, but it's very joyful——"

Congee Congee immediately lay down and covered his face with his paws: "Grandma Daji, I'm sorry for you—"

Ahem, this is the second trick of Wenxi's fox training: the seduction method of beauty.However, Wen Xi himself did not admit this move.Although the number of times this trick is used remains high.

Playing with the little fox, it was already [-]:[-] before I knew it.Wen Xi got up from the bamboo couch, took off the silk robe and put on loose short sleeves and shorts in preparation for meeting guests later.The poor porridge immediately covered his eyes when he saw this posture, and murmured in a low voice: "Baihuo, Qingxin, Baihuo, Qingxin, Baihuo, Qingxin, Baihuo, Qingxin—"

Wen Xi looked at Porridge strangely: "What's wrong with you today? What are you mumbling about?"

Congee immediately took off his paw and looked as usual: "It's nothing, I feel thirsty."

Wenxi immediately dragged her flip-flops to the kitchen, picked some Huoxiang from the flower pot, made half a pot of Huoxiang tea, poured three cups, put them in a tea tray, brought them out, and placed them on the rosewood inlaid jade round table beside the beauty's couch.

Congee Congee immediately stretched out his front paws to hold his favorite horseshoe bowl and licked it mouthful.

Wen Xi nodded: "Drink Huoxiang tea to relieve the fire—"

Congee Congee suddenly became ill.

Wen Xi continued: "Just now I thought you were in heat, and I was still wondering where to get a psychic female—a male fox."

"Cough, cough, cough—" This is the little fox who got out of breath and choked on tea.

"Are you okay? I'm joking." Wen Xi immediately squatted down and patted the little fox's back and rubbed his stomach to comfort him.

In fact, master, if you don't do anything or say anything, I'll be fine.Coughing and rolling his eyes, the little fox thought depressingly.But thinking that the beginning of today's innocence was caused by my strong request to have a private hot spring pit, I feel extremely gloomy in my heart.

The author has something to say: Refreshing and defeating the fire~~~~~The Overlord~~~

6. Cohabitation matters & eating talk...

I took a look at the antique western clock with cloisonné enamel in the living room. The hour and minute hands were twisted at about sixty degrees, 57 at one o'clock.Immediately, Gu Jiuran's impression in Wen Xi's heart was sublimated again.Not embarrassingly early and not rudely late, this is Wen Xi's request, and this man did it.

Wen Xi opened the door with a "click" and saw Gu Jiuran who had changed into a crisp shirt.Wen Damei lowered her head slightly, and let him in sideways

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At the moment, Gu Jiuran's mind is full of words like "the head is lowered", "the gentleness of that lowered head is just like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot withstand the cool wind".If Wen Xi knew what Young Master Gu was thinking at this moment, he might have thrown him directly from the seventh floor—Nimma's gentleness, your sister's shyness!

It's a pity that Miss Wen doesn't know what Young Master Gu is thinking.

Entering the living room, Gu Jiuran was slightly surprised: I am afraid that this beautiful Wen Damei is also from a family.

Beside the east wall of the living room is a row of antique shelves, which are fully arranged in an orderly manner.There are all kinds of general jars, square bottles, horseshoe bowls, gourd bottles, plate-mouth bottles, hexagonal jars, double-eared statues, and lying foot bowls.To the south is a statue of Avalokitesvara of Crossing the Sea by He Chaozong of Dehua Kiln. The shrine is carved out of a whole piece of huanghuali, and the carving is very delicate.The altar table in front of the niche is also made of huanghuali. On the altar table is a Xuande stove. In front of the stove are a pair of blue-glazed sunflower petal plates from Ge kiln with fruits, and a jug with Longquan depiction of lychees. up.Under the shrine, there is an Arhat bed with a red sandalwood waistband and a Bogu picture of passionflower.Looking at the west side, there are simply four chairs put together to form a set of armchairs with passionflower pattern and three curved legs.To the north is a beauty couch with red sandalwood carvings of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. On the couch is a three-color baby pillow, and next to it is a round platform inlaid with rosewood and jade.Behind the red lacquer painting landscape book grid are several Song engraved editions, and on it is a revolving-core pen holder consecrated by ivory carvings, with one or two lake pens inserted obliquely in it.

Wen Xi smiled, let Gu Jiuran sit on the Arhat couch, and handed it to him with a Junzi cup containing Huoxiang tea, then turned around and sat on the beauty couch with legs crossed, as if "doing business".

"I know talking about money hurts feelings, but I like to talk straight to the point. Senior, what do you think of my house?"

Gu Shao took a sip of his tea and nodded: "Very good, the room is full of old goods, and some big items are rare.

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Wen Xi stood up, "Follow me to see your room—" He opened the second door to the south and walked in.At the entrance of the room is a four-panel screen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Turning in, there is a mahogany round table with a set of criminal kiln celadon on the table, and four mahogany drum stools beside the table.The window opens to the south, and by the window is Zhang Xuanqin's case, on which there is a Boshan furnace.On the opposite side is a large mahogany canopy bed carved with grape patterns, and there is a red sandalwood Duobaoge at the head of the bed.Next to it is a large red sandalwood Yunlong cabinet and a table case.In the room hung Lu Yanshao's calligraphy and painting, and hung a soft cigarette.All kinds of details need not be elaborated.

Gu Jiuran has seen the world, but he likes to make his room like this, besides his grandfather Gu Li, this is the second one.Gu Shao looked at it and felt happy: "The house is very nice. It's really not easy to see such a big one now."

Wen Xi sat on the drum stool and poured tea for herself: "It's best if you're satisfied—how do seniors think the rent here is calculated?"

"How about 3500 meals a month?"

"Okay, I accept. But the ugly words are up front, you have to deposit your two property certificates with me as a guarantee."

Gu Jiuran looked at him in surprise, then nodded with a sudden smile.

Wen Xi, you brought this to your door.

"I'll move here tomorrow. It seems that you are very knowledgeable about collecting, junior. I wonder if I can ask you to hold two things." Suddenly, Young Master Gu wanted to have something in common with this good-looking junior.

Wen Xi stroked the smooth body of the cup with his hand, and let out a "hmm".

Is this a deal?Gu Shao rubbed his chin, and then said sensiblely: "Then I'll go back and prepare, come back tomorrow, I'll pay the rent for one year first, what's your card number?"

"XXXXXXXXXX——"

Gu Jiuran took out his phone and pressed it twice, and Wen Xi's phone rang.

Wen Xi nodded while looking at the information indicating that the account had arrived. She got up and sent Gu Shao out.

In the room, Wen Xi and the little fox looked at each other strangely.

The little fox couldn't hold back and opened his mouth.

Congee Congee: Why do you bring people to your house casually? Are you not afraid that he will steal your antiques?

Wen Xi: His real estate certificate will be bet on me.

Porridge: real estate certificate?So what, if you pick up two random antiques and sell them, they will be worth more than those two ordinary houses!

Wen Xi: With you here, can he steal it?

Congee Congee: ...Master, I am a vixen, not a watchdog!

Wen Xi: Alright, I know who he is, he is the grandson of my aunt's patron family, the son of the family must not be short of money.Last time I saw him, he didn't seem to notice me, not to mention how much I've changed.

Congee Congee: Then I'm relieved, if he steals my favorite horseshoe bowl, I won't be able to live.

Wen Xi: ...So you are worried about this...

This is the music coming from the phone, it's "Duet of Cats".Wen Xi quickly connected.He heard his little aunt's tender and unrestrained voice: "Chacha, Auntie, I came back from Europe, and I bought you a present—"

Wen Xi smiled helplessly: "What is it this time? European-style imperial couch? American-style imperial couch? Or an antique brooch?"

Wen Xiu said with a smile: "No - let's talk about it when I come to your house tomorrow."

Wen Xi touched her face: "Aunt Xiu, something strange happened here, I hope you accept it."

After the weird silence, Aunt Wen sent it back trembling with joy: "Uh, you fell in love with a man? That's not surprising, Auntie, I support you—"

When Wen Xi heard this, she immediately pressed her forehead with a headache: "Aunt Xiu, stop reading those books like Yang Shu. It's not that kind of thing."

Aunt Wen's tone was regretful: "Hey - you were so cute when you were young, Baby Chacha, but you're not cute anymore when you get older."

Wen Xi: "Don't call me Chacha."

Aunt Wen smiled triumphantly: "How about calling it? Baby Chacha—I'll wash it up tomorrow—"

"Don't act like a female hooligan, it won't be good if Uncle Yang sees it.