Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

"Is it from Bordeaux?" She took a sip and said softly, "You taught me that Bordeaux is influenced by the warm current of the Atlantic Ocean, with warm winters and cool summers, and a unique climate. The wines there are soft and delicate, with endless aftertaste."

Wei Yiran smiled.

"You learn quickly." He took the wine glass from Little Goldfish's hand and changed her to a glass of water, "Just try it, don't be greedy, you get drunk too easily..."

At the end of the voice, there was a touch of helplessness, and the little goldfish felt that this tone should be pampering.

There is a feeling of being pampered... well, it feels good.

She took a sip of clear water, and the pores all over her body seemed to be open, feeling extremely refreshed, cool and comfortable, physically and mentally happy, she looked at Wei Yiran with her chin resting, smiling happily.

In modern terms, this is called a nympho.

But she doesn't understand this, she just simply likes the man in front of her. Because of her preconceived impressions, even if this man is lame, disabled, has no ability, and has a bad temper, she still thinks he is good.

Huang Ming brought two large plates full of food from the buffet, including pasta, roast meat and bread.

"Do you want to eat fish? There are a lot of sashimi over there!" Huang Ming asked Little Goldfish, and before she could answer, he walked away aggressively, "...I'll go get some more, don't you love fish the most..."

Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps.

Most fish are omnivores, and Angelfish is no exception. Her daily food is fresh fish, and occasionally fruits and vegetables, but her favorite is still fish.

Other than that, I can only drink clear water, and I can try other drinks. If there are too many, I will feel uncomfortable. It seems that the body has a particularly good absorption capacity for liquids.

Others drink a cup of milk tea and it goes into the stomach, but she drinks milk tea and it goes directly into the blood vessel.

These are the experiences that Wei Yiran summed up.

Because it was her first time as a human being, she didn't know how much she could accept human food.

During the days when the three of them lived together, out of curiosity, she ate and stuffed a lot of food that shouldn't be eaten, and often had stomach problems, so that Wei Yiran, a cripple, took care of her more.

Huang Ming brought back fish, shrimps and crabs. The food was piled high, and he didn't care about the strange eyes around him at all.

"Come, come, eat, eat..." Huang Ming helped the little goldfish peel the prawns, and the delicious juice overflowed, "Regardless of whether he can succeed in what he is going to do today, we have to eat enough. It is rare to come out. Treat yourself badly."

The little goldfish divided half of the peeled shrimp meat and gave it to Wei Yiran.

His hands are disabled and he always wears gloves, which makes it inconvenient to peel shrimps.

Huang Ming gnawed on a crab with great gusto, bared his teeth in an imageless manner, and asked, "How can I cooperate with you later?"

"I will find a way to get close to Huo Chenghong. If Du Jiajun's people come over, please stop me." Wei Yiran said lightly.

"Wow, what you said is so simple." Huang Ming's mouth was full of food, his speech was vague, "There are so many people under Du Jiajun, how can I stop it? I'm not a tank..."

"It doesn't have to be blocked with your body." Wei Yiran said, "It's okay to create some movement to attract their attention."

Huang Ming gnawed on the crab and his eyes rolled around, as if he had understood it.

The sound of the music is soothing and melodious, and the dance floor in the distance is surrounded by beautiful clothes and graceful shadows.

Wei Yiran sighed softly: "Unfortunately, I didn't teach you how to dance."

This was said to the little goldfish.

He has poor legs and feet, so he can't teach her to dance, but dancing is a necessary social etiquette in the upper class.

Before... he was very good at dancing.

Wei Yiran looked at the figures on the dance floor, his gaze gradually drifted away.

Before...

If the old him was sitting here, all the socialites in Qingjiang City would be eagerly waiting for him to invite him to dance. After all, he is rich and handsome, isn't he?

But now, their eyes were either filled with curiosity or disgust.