80s: Little Sweet Wife

Chen San looked very good looking, even younger than in those days, mainly because he had gained a lot of weight.

Yan Mingshun remembered that when he first saw Chen San, his only feeling was, how could this person be so thin?

He has no flesh, especially his cheeks. His eye sockets are sunken, which makes him look a little gloomy. Now Chen San feels a lot kinder, and his face is red. It can be seen that he has been living well in the United States in recent years.

Chen San wore a moon-white robe, just like when they first met, sitting cross-legged under the coffee table, slowly brewing tea, seeing Yan Mingshun, his expression did not change, and nodded at him.

"coming?"

"coming!"

Yan Mingshun didn't need to greet him, and sat down with his knees crossed.

"Drink tea first." Chen San took the small red clay stove off the charcoal fire and handed Yan Mingshun a cup of tea with a fragrant aroma.

Yan Mingshun just sat upright and did not go to drink the cup of tea. During this time, he thought about it, and finally remembered when he was caught.

It was when he and Chen San met for the second time that Chen San took him to see Helianqing. At that time, Chen San also made him a cup of tea. At that time, he didn't trust Chen San too much, so he just pretended to take a sip. , the tea was spit out by him.

At that time, he thought that as long as he spit it out, he would be fine, but he asked the great wizard later, and the great wizard said that the great thing about the heartless cup is that as long as you put it in your mouth, you will be 100% hit.

With the lessons learned, Yan Mingshun certainly cannot make a second mistake.

Chen San smiled slightly, took a sip from the teacup himself, looked very intoxicated, and praised: "Good tea!"

Yan Mingshun was unmoved, even a top-level Dahongpao would not be able to arouse his interest.

"Don't worry, there is nothing added to the tea." Chen San said lightly.

Yan Mingshun's expression changed slightly, but he still didn't drink tea. He would no longer trust Chen San. A person who had calculated on him, what kind of trust is there?

"Why do you want to give me a cup?" Yan Mingshun went straight in, not wanting to sell anything.

Chen San sipped the tea slowly, and after listening to Yan Mingshun's words, his expression did not change, as if everything was in his expectation, the air was very quiet, and it took a while.

"Because I want to live." Chen San replied, the answer surprised Yan Mingshun, but he quickly figured it out, sneered, and said sarcastically, "Do you think I would believe these nonsense?"

Chen San's expression remained the same, and he still drank tea calmly, with a light-hearted appearance, which made Yan Mingshun burst into a nameless fire, scolding: "Didn't you just want to restrain me?"

"I have some thoughts like this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but I still want to live." Chen Sanfang admitted that his expression was very magnanimous, so magnanimous that Yan Mingshun began to doubt his own judgment.

Is such a person really Chen San who gave him a cup?

Could there be someone else?

Is Chen San just a scapegoat?

Seemingly seeing Yan Mingshun's doubts, Chen San said again: "I have no antidote, so I can't control you. I really just want to live a few more years."

"What's the connection between you wanting to live and poisoning me?" Yan Mingshun was so angry that his forehead hurt, and he couldn't understand what Chen San said. What did he mean?

"It's related, if it wasn't for you and Xiao Guo, I wouldn't be able to live to this day." Chen San said with a smile, the smile on his face, Yan Mingshun just wanted to punch him.

"You speak clearly." Yan Mingshun said in a deep voice.

It depends on what kind of flowers this guy can come up with!