The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

C City Songbai Mansion.

The banquet hall on the first floor is full of wine and wine, and the clothes are fragrant and the temples are beautiful. Rich people can always find one or another excuse to get together and take the opportunity to achieve the purpose of socializing.

In contrast, the second floor is much cooler.

The second floor of the Songbai Mansion has set permissions and is only open to the distinguished guests. It is decorated in Chinese retro style, with wooden doors, and antique racks filled with exquisite antiques. The tea soup in the teapot is gurgling and boiling. Suppressed cough.

It has been half a month since Wencha came to this world.

More than ten days ago, he was feeding pigeons in the Roman Circus and basking in the sun along the Mediterranean Sea. He persistently harassed him, claiming that he had found a book with the same name as Cannon Fodder and Wen Cha, and asked Wen Cha to read it when he had time.

Wen Cha didn't like to watch these things. There were so many people with the same name and surname as him in the whole country, so he didn't have any free time to waste his own time of enjoyment.

But Fa Xiao worked hard to sell Amway: "Warning for wearing a book, you should read it."

So when Wencha was in distress while surfing on the sea, and then opened his eyes to find that he was transmigrated into the book, he wondered whether he should sigh at the small crow's mouth.

"Everyone Loves the Fake Young Master" is a serialized work of Jinhai Literature, which mainly tells the story of the protagonist being favored by Wen Leshui all the way.

He was hugged wrong at birth, and has enjoyed the prosperity and wealth of the Wen family for more than ten years.That year when the truth about the true and false young masters was exposed, the real young master Wen Cha returned to Wen's house, but did not shake Wen Leshui's status at all. On the contrary, everyone felt more pity for Wen Leshui, tried their best to make up for him, and pampered him to heaven.

In short, Wen Leshui is a rare little white flower that is unique in heaven and earth.

As for Wen Leshui's control group, the original body lost a lot of opportunities when he grew up in the countryside in the past ten years. After returning to Wen's house, he went crazy to death because of jealousy of Wen Leshui.At the time of the serialization, the original body successfully went offline, and was lured by Wen Leshui's admirers to sell himself and take drugs, and died in a small rental house in poverty.

See the warm tea here: ? ? ?outrageous

Wen Cha was born in a top wealthy family. His father was cowardly and cowardly, and his mother died young. Wen Cha grew up in such an environment. He was good at tea art since he was a child. The seat of the young master.

The level of fake white lotus like Wen Leshui is not worth mentioning in front of real green tea like him.

When I first transmigrated into the original body, it happened to be the beginning of the book, and it happened that the original body was admitted back to Wen's house. Every day, I huddled in a small room behind closed doors, and as soon as the warm tea came, I fell seriously ill. After dreaming about the experience, I was frozen in the original body in the dilapidated rental house with my eyes open, the eyes were full of empty images, and the feeling of collapse and painful heart palpitations after waking up was hard to dissipate for a long time.

Wen Cha got out of bed and stepped barefoot on the soft white carpet. The person in the mirror was weak, with despair and unwillingness screaming in his eyes.He pressed against his beating heart and said softly, "I'll help you."

The original body did indeed do many wrong things, but the crime did not end there.

The heart gradually returned to calm, as if responding to his promise.Wen Cha's body has healed more than half, but after lingering on the sick bed for too long, some roots of the disease still fell.

The viewing angle on the second floor is very good, you can see the scenery on the first floor at a glance, and you can even hear the louder chatter on the first floor.

Coincidentally, the topic happened to be related to him.

A man in his early twenties with hairspray on put his elbow on the arm of the person next to him, teasingly said: "By the way, the one called Wen Cha has been picked up for so long, and there is no rumor about it. Hey, Young Master Lin and Le Shui are familiar with each other." , have you seen the new one?"

The boy called Lin Shao is called Lin Mu, and in the original book, he is famous as the well-known licking dog that sets off the charm of Wen Leshui.

Holding the wine glass, Lin Mu sneered, talking about this topic as if he had eaten a fly, his face was ugly: "I've seen it, and it feels bad to say it, and it's disgusting to look at it. I almost spit out my meal."

Lin Mu was worried about Wen Leshui's situation, so he went to take a look at it from a distance. At that time, Wen Cha was ill, and he was taken back from living in the countryside for more than a dozen years. He even overestimated his strength and wanted to compete with Wen Leshui.

The people next to them lightly touched their wine glasses, and laughed loudly after hearing the words: "Yes, who can compare to Leshui, the treasure that the Wen family has devoted all their wealth to for more than ten years, no country bumpkin can catch up."

Warm Tea stayed here for half an hour, boneless, and finally had the idea to get up from the chair.

After all, he couldn't do nothing about the head that came to his door.

Arriving at the first floor, the smell of perfume mixed with many people came over his face, and Wen Cha subconsciously wrinkled his nose a little.

The waiters in Songbai Mansion are well-trained, they shuttle through the crowd in an orderly manner, and they can always provide services in a timely manner, but they do not affect the social interaction of the banquet staff as if they are invisible.

Wen Cha felt his eyes fall on him, and he tilted his head to smile at the other person, like a stream flowing slowly after breaking ice in early spring.

The waiter hesitated for a few seconds, and came forward with a tray. He may not have noticed it himself, and subconsciously slowed down his tone: "Would you like a glass of juice?"

Warm Tea approached politely, looked down at the tray, and thought for a while with eyelashes drooping.

The waiter didn't know why he thought of the little animal that was in trouble, and his heart suddenly became cute, he cleared his throat and said softly: "If you don't want to drink fruit juice, you can try sake, this glass of plum wine is sour and sweet, And the degree is also low, so it is not easy to get drunk."

Wen Cha raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were bent, and the tips of his small teeth were pressed against his lips, which was instantly more dazzling and crystal clear than the light refracted by the crystal lamp.

He thanked him and picked up a glass of wine. His pale pink nails were neatly manicured and his fingers were long, lining the goblet like a blooming rose.

Beautiful things are always worthy of people's joy, especially the amazing existence of warm tea. The waiter was dazzled by the smile, and the fireworks exploded in his heart instantly.

It took him a long time to realize that the warm tea was served with very strong red wine!

He hurried to look for traces of warm tea.

On the other side, the gossip-talking men have already shifted the topic to the beauties in the entertainment circle, contemptuously exchanging views with the starlets they brought, and the hairspray man suddenly regained his spirits: "Damn it, where did the best come from? Child, it’s impossible, it’s impossible for me not to have seen it!”

The companion heard the words and took a look: "Damn! Great beauty! Where did she come from? It can't be someone's little love, right? The beauty is not shallow!"

Most of the young masters from rich families in City C look familiar, and they have never seen such a face before, so they can only guess at the boss's canary.

As far as they could see, a waiter found the object of their attention and talked to him: "Master Wencha, this glass of wine is easy to get drunk, if you want a hangover medicine, you can tell me."

Wen Cha nodded with a smile.

I have to say that the quality of this waiter is really good. Not only does his name match, but he also obviously saves face for a poor young man who just came back from the countryside and probably doesn't know red wine, and reminds him of the alcohol content without a look on his face.

Lin Mu couldn't control the volume, and exclaimed: "Are you warm tea?"

How can it be!

Isn't warm tea dark, ugly and earthy?

But the person standing in front of him now was wearing a white shirt, extremely thin, his lips were chapped and peeled, his skin was pale under the thin fabric, and blue blood vessels could be seen flowing.The most attractive thing is those eyes, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, and the eye waves flow unintentionally, but the eyes are clear, the black eyes are as clear as spring water, neutralized and mixed with a charming temperament.

Lin Mu opened his eyes and tongue, suddenly his tongue became knotted and he couldn't speak, his mind went blank.

Wen Leshui's secretly sad and crying face flashed in his mind, pulling him back a little.

"I know." Wen Cha ignored his surprise, softened his face and thanked the waiter.

"Excellent."

"Do you think I can catch up if I go after it?"

"This is no worse than Leshui, even..."

The speaker didn't finish speaking, and Lin Mu glared at him, stuck the syllables on the tip of his tongue.

The enemy of the sweetheart shines brightly, of course Lin Mu has to find a way to suppress it.He strode up to the warm tea, looked up and down with a particularly contemptuous gesture, and raised his eyebrows: "What do you know? The wine in your hand is produced in Bordeaux, France, one of the oldest vineyards in the world, mainly composed of Cabernet Pearl and Merlot grapes. The owner of the vineyard is looking for the Chinese market recently, and intends to let Xiaoshui be the spokesperson, and people like you will never be able to touch that level in your life."

Warm tea goes in the left ear and goes out the right ear, as if the other party is chanting scriptures.He slightly adjusted his facial expression, frowned, and said softly: "Really? But I heard that Bordeaux was classified in the [-]th century, and Leshui was so powerful. The endorsement should be First Growth or Grand Cru. How can he be like him?" Really worthy."

The Bordeaux classification is divided into five levels, the lower the number, the lower the grade.

Ke Wenle's wine endorsement is a candidate for a fifth-growth chateau. Relying on the unequal information in the country, Ke Jin can brainwash him about how tall he is.

It really goes well with warm water.

Lin Mu choked for a moment, of course he was aware of the moisture in it, so he immediately vagued the question: "Anyway, I advise you not to overestimate your capabilities and compete with Xiaoshui!"

"What am I arguing with him?" Wen Cha said coolly.

"You have the face to mention it! If you hadn't called Brother Wen away suddenly, how could Xiao Shui have been laughed at!"

If I'm not mistaken, what Lin Mu was talking about was the charity auction half a month ago. Wen Leshui specifically begged Wen Rong, Wen's eldest son, to accompany him to participate. He wanted to use the money in Wen Rong's pocket to gain a good reputation for himself. The last lot was sure to be won. Unexpectedly, Wen Tea had a high fever, and the nanny at home called. Wen Rong left the venue halfway and hurried home, leaving Wen Leshui alone in the venue.Afterwards, a reporter reported something good, which naturally attracted a lot of ridicule.

Thinking of his sweetheart holding back tears in front of him and pretending to be okay, and thinking of his sweetheart's cautious attitude towards his family and fear of abandoning his family, Lin Mu's heart ached and he sneered: "You Wen family is really capable, Wen Rong is called The golden hands who counted all the tricks mistakenly regarded the fish eyes as pearls. Warm tea, some people's fate is destined by nature, and you have to bear it if you decide it. God destined you not to be a young master. Don't be like Qiu Jumping like a grasshopper in the back, otherwise I can't guarantee..."

There was a lot of anger over there, Wen Cha took a long time to lean against the wall without replying, and tapped his watch a few times with his fingers, with a half-smile on his face.

There were very light footsteps in the ears, and the friction of leather shoes and the wooden floor could easily make a noisy sound, but the person who came was very calm, and it could be seen that he was a restrained person who even rarely had emotional fluctuations.

coming!There was a smile in Wen Cha's eyes.

Lin Mu was hooked by the random sideways glance of the boy opposite, and subconsciously paused for a second.

Um?Where is he scolding?

Warm Tea tapped the red wine glass with her fingertips and sent it forward.

Brush and pull!

Lin Mu kept his mouth open, but his complacent face suddenly froze, shaking like paste, as if it was about to fall off when the wind blows.Red all over his head and body, dripping from his messy hair onto the white shirt inside his suit.

Tsk, it's not in vain. He specially picked red wine.

It doesn't matter where it is produced, anyway, the color is the darkest, which is convenient for people to color.

Before they could react, the wine glass was thrown heavily at the foot of the tree, and the shattered glass shards splashed, making the sound extremely harsh in the small space.

Wen Cha stood up straight slowly, his eyes quickly filled with tears, his eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and his voice was tinged with tears:

"You can scold me, but you can't scold my brother!"