After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

"Bring the sickle and I will cut it myself."

Yun Ling glanced at the endless wheat field, and said heartily.

Qin Yanxi looked at her suspiciously.

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows, very cool: "I grew up in the country, so I cut wheat. What's the problem?"

"Okay." Qin Yanxi smiled, raised his hand and beckoned.

Not far away there is a cut open field in the wheat field. The hired farmers are picking up the wheat ears, putting them on carts, and sending them to make maltose.

Seeing Qin Yanxi beckoning, they yelled, "Boss, what's the order?"

"Bring two sickles here," Qin Yanxi said.

But the distance was too far, and the farmers couldn't hear his voice at all.

Yun Ling smiled and patted his chest: "The bossy president should have the fan of the overbearing president, I'll come."

After finishing speaking, she pulled her throat and shouted not far away: "Come here with those two sickles, and bring two pairs of gloves."

"Oh-good!"

He screamed loudly, making Yun Ling feel that his chest was opened.

People's mood also broadened.

Soon, the sickle and gloves were sent over.

Yun Ling put on his gloves and glanced at the expensive man behind him.

Although he was dressed in casual clothes, he didn't seem to know how to work, especially this kind of farm work.

"Have you never done it before?" Yun Ling glanced at him and asked.

Qin Yanxi shook his head, but was serious: "You teach me."

"Okay, how do you calculate the tuition?" Yun Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't it enough to give me myself?" Suddenly, the man pressed her shoulder, and his voice became extremely tender.

This sultry voice made Yun Ling's throat dry.

"Yes, you will pay for it after you finish your work!" Yun Ling said loudly.

She came here prepared today, and she was ready to do that with him a long time ago.

Lifting up his sleeves, Yun Ling began to cut the wheat stalks.

She stretched her arms and cut off the wheat, making a crisp sound of "wipe".

Three times, five divided by two, in a short while, all the wheat in front of him was cut.

Looking back, the man behind him was elegant in his movements, clearly cutting wheat, but like a golf swing.

She couldn't help raising her hand and patted him again: "Push it up, PP will only be able to use it with a pouting."

Qin Yanxi: "..."

"Let's play, see who cuts more, and the loser carries the other side." Yun Ling suggested.

Qin Yanxi smiled dozingly, "Okay."

He will definitely lose.

The wheat looked thin, but it was very hard to cut.

Especially the scythe, weighing more than ten kilograms, I don't know how this chick got up.

Yun Ling cut wheat all the way, like a bulldozer, cutting out a straight line.

When she looked back, a certain expensive man had only cut a small handful.

She put down the sickle and ran towards him: "The wheat I cut is enough to make beer. Come on, I'd like to lose the bet."

Qin Yan smiled and threw the sickle in his hand aside.

When he was about to squat down, Yun Ling was already like a monkey, climbing on his back.

"This is a winery. Is there a lot of wine stored? Take me to the wine cellar?"

The girl lying on the man's back showed an innocent face.

Facing the morning light, the smile was extremely bright.

"Little greedy cat."

Qin Yanxi smiled helplessly, but he was very honest, took a big step away from the wheat field, and walked towards the winery.

The winery is very large. It used to be a factory, which can produce thousands of bottles of fine wine in one day.

As for the wine cellar, there are countless wines.

In order to satisfy Yun Ling, Qin Yanxi also specially went to various parts of the country to find famous wines, all of which were stored here.

"Didn't I tell you before that I want to make a non-alcoholic wine for you? Now it's done, and I will take you to taste it?"

"OK!"

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The wine cellar is on the ground floor.

Qin Yanxi carried Yun Ling on his back until he entered the wine cellar with a constant temperature of 12°.

When the rows of wine racks were neatly placed in front of him, Yun Ling was shocked.

On the wine rack, there are four characters "zero dry red" written.

"so much?"

"Yes, a total of 1,314 bottles, all of which are made with fresh air-shipped red grapes, immersed and fermented. The sugar in the grape juice of the wine-making raw materials is completely converted into alcohol, and then a special brewing process is used to separate the alcohol and maximize It is made by maintaining the flavor, taste and color of the original wine."

Qin Yanxi patiently explained the production process to Yunling.

Yun Ling jumped down from him, came to the wine rack, and pulled the mouth of each bottle of wine with his fingers.

Feeling the feel of the cork, there is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

She lived so long and was rarely touched by anything.

But Qin Yanxi always knows how to touch the softest part of her heart.

Whether it is the carefully designed fireworks for her every time, or the red wine this time, she is full of sincerity, which makes her nose sour, which is very touched and moved.

"These wines have been kept, and we will take them out to entertain guests on the day of our wedding."

"Puff, who is marrying you?"

Yun Ling cried and wanted to laugh.

Before she could finish her words, the man's stalwart body pressed over.

Turn her body around and stare down at her.

"Do you want to regret it?"

The man's eyes were gloomy, and he was domineering and panicked.

Yun Ling bit her lip and became embarrassed: "I didn't regret it, it just feels weird."

"What about it, numb?" The man pressed behind her ear and breathed lightly.

Yun Ling's whole body was crisp and itchy, and he twisted.

"Remember what you promised me? On my birthday, you gave yourself to me..."

The unclear voice of the man fell on the ears of the girl.

Yun Ling only felt that his soul was about to drift away, his thoughts were completely out of control, and all his five senses followed this bewitching voice.

"Remember." She answered softly.

The man smiled in satisfaction, raised the corners of his mouth, and kissed her behind his ear.

Yun Ling didn't dare to resist at all, because once he resisted, the wine in the wine rack behind him could be touched on the ground at any time.

Qin Yanxi also knew that this was not the right place.

After kissing the girl a few times, he withdrew his throbbing.

It just left a mark on her neck.

"Boss... the maltose is ready, you can go to brew..."

When the winery workers came down to the wine cellar, they almost didn't bite their tongues when they saw the tangled scene in front of them.

In his opinion, Yun Ling is a boy.

Two men...

This is too hot, right?

Qin Yanxi saw the surprise in the eyes of the workers. He was too lazy to explain, but took Yun Ling's hand: "Let's go and make a beer that belongs to us."

"Enhue." Yun Ling nodded, transforming into an obedient little cutie, and the little bird followed the man quietly.

When passing by the workers, she also made a mischievous face at the workers, making them look inexplicable.

Although inexplicable, the workers felt that Yunling was so energetic and youthful.

Lively, not to lose to those cute girls.

It's a pity, it's a boy.