As soon as he said that, the others nodded. They all responded.

Inside the bead curtain, the woman in green couldn't help shaking her head slightly, but the woman in white nodded at her.

"Listen to the rain. Live in the rain. Listen to the rain. Listen to the sound of the rain. Listen to the sound of the rain. Listen, listen, listen!"

"If you are awesome, you can pick it up again." The pangolin stuffed a chicken leg and said nonchalantly.

Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "Watch the tide, the tide is coming, come to the Guanchao Pavilion to watch the tide. The waves are rolling, watch. Watch, watch!"

Pangolin frowned. Looking at Han Sanqian strangely: "Damn, it's okay."

"The bowman stretches his bow, the bowman stretches his bow and shoots an arrow, and the arrow hits the target."

"Muzi Li Li Mu, Li Carpenter Li Mu carves bows, bows are difficult to open."

"Sixty-sixth year reopens. Plus thirty-seven years!"

"Shuangqing in ancient times, there is an extra spring and autumn."

"Qiuqiuqiu, you're still as tall as Qiuqiu, and now you really want to Qiuqiu your old mother." The pangolin said depressingly. Then he got up and hugged his small table, and gently moved it away.

Following the guy's eyes, Han Sanqian realized that he was cold.

At this time, the two waitresses walked over slowly with smiles on their faces. And a group of young masters who were almost dumbfounded by the people who had already been asked, couldn't help but followed the waitress's eyes in surprise, and slowly looked over.

"My lord, the miss ordered to send my daughter's wine for you to taste."

"This is brewed by the lady herself. Ordinary people are not qualified to taste it."

After the two maids finished speaking, they smiled softly at Han Sanqian. About to pour wine.

This time, a group of sons and young masters immediately exploded.

The daughter of the Su family. It is an unearthly treasure, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to taste this little bit even if they look at it.

But now...

Now, Miss Su's family poured the high-quality wine to this... this country bumpkin? !

"Stop it." A young man shouted angrily, and then rushed over a few steps, facing the two maids angrily said: "Are you crazy? Give your daughter to this kind of garbage?"

Another one followed closely and said angrily, "What qualifications do country bumpkins have to drink daughter's milk, I'm afraid they won't know what it's like if they drink it in their mouths."

"It's ridiculous, does the country bumpkin want to drink good wine like others? The water wine is enough for him to drink." Another person rushed over with a few young masters.

A group of people were furious, wishing to swallow Han Sanqian alive.

Although Mr. Yuan and the others didn't rush over so naively, they looked at Han Sanqian with viciousness at this time, and their hands were clenched into fists, obviously angry.

As for Han Sanqian, at this moment, he glanced at the group of angry people around him, and then suddenly smiled dumbly: "Yes, country bumpkins naturally don't know how to drink, nor can they taste much."

"It's really a waste to drink these good things."

Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the gang of sons were a little relieved. At least, this kid still knows what to do.

But who knows, at this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly put the cup on the table: "But I like to see that you can't drink it at all, but you have to look at me, a country bumpkin, as a wasteful dog."

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