vines growing like crazy

Xu Yao's eyes slowly moved away from the wine bottle, wanting to see the person who owns the bottle.

But the next scene made his flesh ache. The man sitting on the deck, who owns the bottle of red wine, just took a sip, just one sip, and drank it up in just three seconds. Had a large glass of red wine.

Although it is said that the person who owns this bottle of wine can enjoy it wantonly, no matter how he tastes it, but Xu Yao still feels bad for a while.

Waste, too much waste, a small apartment is gone after one cup.

Xu Yao couldn't help but carefully looked at the man on the booth. He was lazily leaning on the sofa. Even when he was sitting, he could tell that he was very tall. His long legs were casually stretched out under the table, and his toes had already touched the man on the opposite side. The seat looks really aggrieved

The light from the top of his head fell, covering his deep side face with a hazy layer of mist, the broken hair on the man's forehead drooped casually, the corners of his eyes were raised, and the high bridge of the nose outlined the most suitable arc, connecting the sexy lips valve.

Xu Yao stopped on his lips, perhaps because he drank wine, which stained his originally thin and light lips with a layer of watery wine red. Therefore, Xu Yao's first evaluation of his lips was Sexy, of course, Xu Yao finally attributed all this sexy to——

Just now his lips drank that bottle of rare red wine.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too direct and hot, the man on the booth tilted his head, facing Xu Yao's undisguised eyes.

The four eyes met, the alcohol prevailed, Xu Yao's thoughts stopped for a moment, and his feet did not move.

The thin lips of the man on the deck opened, as if to say something, the music in the bar was too harsh, he didn't hear it.

The man bent his lips, raised his hand and hooked his fingers at Xu Yao.

This time he heard his words.

"come over."

Xu Yao's eyes followed the finger of the man who sat on the card, and his footsteps had already lifted before his brain could react, and walked over to stand by the table.

"Sit." The man smiled and raised his chin to Xu Yao.

Xu Yao looked at the sofa opposite the man. There was a khaki coat draped over the black leather sofa. The coat was casually draped over half of the sofa, and there was no room to sit on.

And it's impolite to take someone else's coat casually.

Xu Yao turned his head and glanced at the man. The man understood and moved to his side, giving Xu Yao a seat just for one person.

Xu Yao took advantage of the situation and sat down, staring at the wine bottle again, which was printed in French.

His boss is a French man, he also understands French, and he was still reading the French on the bottle in his heart, but suddenly felt a little warm breath on the pinnae of his ears.

Xu Yao tilted his head, and the edge of his lips almost touched the man's sharp jaw. They were very close, but he didn't retreat, even though there was a lot of space behind him.

Once again, he blamed the three glasses of wine for his sluggish physical response.

Xu Yao was stunned, and a deep and hoarse voice came to his ears, "Have we met somewhere?"

A very old-fashioned sentence, Xu Yao's first reaction was that he wanted to pick him up.

His thoughts shifted, and the slightly drunk but not unpleasant smell of wine entered Xu Yao's nostrils. Sure enough, the voice soaked in the rare and precious red wine in front of him was just like the stored red wine, with the unique flavor of oak barrels. smell.

Perfect, but also full of charm.

They mixed together, lingering on the tip of Xu Yao's nose non-stop.

Especially in such a dark and noisy bar, Xu Yao was in a trance for a moment. He had to admit that every point of the man next to him fit his aesthetic point perfectly, and he was not bad at all.

Xu Yao stared at him unscrupulously, until he heard a light cough from the person beside him, he came back to his senses and said, "I'm very interested in the wine on your table."

The man was stunned for a few seconds, then chuckled a few times, and sat up straight again, "You know wine, I dare say, the whole bar, even the bartender on the counter doesn't recognize this bottle of wine."

"So, you sit in the bar with a bottle of red wine like this, put the wine on the booth casually, and then finish a glass in one gulp?" Xu Yao asked.

When he heard the sound of the hammer falling at the auction, he had imagined what kind of scene the person who bought the bottle of red wine would taste it in a spacious and bright room, maybe in the afternoon, leaving There was extremely romantic classical music playing on the radio, and the music flowed into the wine glass, plus a person who understood, sitting on the sofa, watching an old love movie.

Or, nothing, on an ordinary night, the man was leaning on the railing of the open-air windowsill, looking up at the blue stars and bright moon, and the breeze brushed his cheeks.

Or just looking at the wind and grass in the garden, there is a bunch of tall grape vines in the garden, the vines cover most of the courtyard, the grape leaves rustle in the night wind, the man raises the wine glass in his hand, drinks Take a sip, feel the wine bursting in your mouth, taste it slowly, taste the aroma and stunning color flowing on the tip of your tongue and teeth.

It is like treating a lover's body, from hair to toes, every inch of skin is not wanted to be let go.

But now, it was just standing on a booth in a chaotic bar, and a man was gulping down it like a drink.

"Do you think I'm a waste? A waste of money?" The man's slender fingers tapped on the table, making rhythmic noises.

Xu Yao didn't answer, and the silence seemed to agree with his own opinion of himself.

The man snapped his fingers, and soon a waiter came over, bent slightly, and asked, "Sir, do you need anything?"

"Please help me get another goblet."

"Ok."

Xu Yao realized that he wanted another wine glass because he wanted to give it to him.

"I can't drink any more tonight," he said.

His plan was three glasses of mild wine.

The man leaned closer to Xu Yao again, this time even closer, the tips of their noses almost collided, he lifted his chin slightly, and sniffed lightly, "You just had a drink, just another drink , It’s nothing, I can see that you know wine, so instead of drinking water like a cow by myself, it’s better to drink with someone who knows wine, and it’s not a waste.”

Xu Yao wanted to refuse, but fell silent again inexplicably.

The waiter quickly took a new wine glass and put it on the table. The man picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for Xu Yao.

Xu Yao didn't refuse any more. If he missed this one bottle of wine tonight, he might never have another chance in this life.

He picked up the goblet, raised it up slightly, pointed it at the light above his head, and shook his wrist slightly. The red liquid in the glass was hanging on the wall of the glass and flowing quickly. Then he put the mouth of the wine glass under the tip of his nose and took a deep breath. In the tone, the tip of the nose is immediately covered with a layer of mellow and rich fruit aroma, with a full tannin structure, full and rich with the aging years, which is extremely charming.

Xu Yao was taken aback, even though he had drunk wine now, he still believed in his own judgment. He had smelled this wine before, and it was unique among the tens of thousands of smells stored in his mind.

Xu Yao searched hard in his mind, and finally, from the messy memories, he accurately locked on the inconspicuous, but profound and vivid picture, and the smell on the tip of his nose gradually overlapped and became clear.

The man who proposed to his boyfriend seven times in the restaurant turned out to be him!