Chapter 1748: Big Circle Gang Xin Shaonan 1

Xiang Yuyu looked at Xiang Yufeng reluctantly, and finally nodded: "Will brother leave? Brother hasn't even played with Yuyu yet."

"Brother will not leave. Mommy promises that tomorrow, as long as Yuyu wakes up and opens her eyes, she will see her brother."

"Really?" Xiang Yuyu's face showed joy, but the little guy seemed to know that the voice was too loud, so she quickly covered her mouth with her little hand and looked at Xiang Yufeng again. Seeing that her brother was not disturbed, Xiang Yuyu started talking again. However, this time, her voice was much smaller, "Then Yuyu will sleep obediently. When she wakes up tomorrow, she will see her brother. She sleeps so fast, and it will be dawn when she opens her eyes."

"Yuyu is so good." Sun Yufen kissed Xiang Yuyu, looked at her son again, sighed, and walked upstairs.

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Xiang Yufeng knelt there, and there was no one in the hall except for the lights.

He just knelt there straight and straight, although he had never said a word, but his heart was much more complicated than ever.

Am I doing something wrong?

What am I doing wrong?

Did I really do something wrong?

...

Such a question is obviously the same, but Xiang Yufeng is using various methods to ask himself over and over again, was he doing something wrong?

His grandfather Xiang Shan did not answer this answer, and his mother did not have an answer. As for him, he probably couldn't find a certain answer. However, judging from his grandfather's expression and tone of speaking, he did something wrong, but Xiang Yufeng didn't know where he was wrong. Could it be that he was wrong to choose the woman he liked?

Xiang Yufeng straightened up and slowly stood up. He was silent, picked up the coat on the ground and walked out of the Xiang family.

The black jpr suddenly blew and rushed through several defensive stops standing outside the Zenith Villa. If the escorts hadn't known who the owner of the car was, they would have fired a long time ago.

It flashed like the wind, and the performance of JPR was the most perfect interpretation under the driving of Xiang Yufeng, a man who possessed the Satanic hand in the racing world. Ferrari? None of them are.

Compared with JPR, which is full of dark colors, no matter its performance, safety, or the speed that burst out in an instant, it can easily step on Ferrari hard under your feet.

Xiang Yufeng's heart was very upset and confused. At this time, he could only hold his beloved car, hold the jpr that had been with him for nearly seven years, and only the roaring victim, and only the strong wind passing by his ears, could Xiang Yufeng's spirit be concentrated again.

"What did I do wrong? Why did I do this to me??" Xiang Yufeng roared to the sky, venting what was blocking his heart.

jpr, amid the roar of Xiang Yufeng, all the way, and on the road in Beijing under the night, a long afterimage was drawn. In a blink of an eye, even the taillights of the car could not be seen.

When the jpr with a strong horsepower was parked at the door of Yueshengzhai with a roar, it attracted countless passers-by to watch. After all, it is located in a downtown area. In addition, the jpr's arrogant appearance method is too arrogant, even if it doesn't attract others' attention, it's just that few people know the jpr brand. So, when they saw this dark but tremendous body of the jpr car, the discussion gradually sounded, and they asked where the car was produced and what brand it was. Asiders looked at the brand, but experts looked at the performance.

However, Xiang Yufeng had no idea about all this.

Cheng Siyan, who was standing at the door of Yueshengzhai, received a call from Xiang Yufeng twenty minutes ago. Although Cheng Siyan didn't know what was going on, Xiang's boss said unquestionably on the other end of the phone: Drink with me. However, Cheng Siyan raised his pants and walked out of the bed. He even directly lying on the bed. He spent a lot of money to coax the person into bed. He ran out directly.

Have fun and summoning the boss. How can he not be worried about something big? Besides, when he heard the tone of Xiang’s speech, he knew that he had encountered something unhappy. At this time, he could ask me to come out to accompany him. Not everyone can have such an honor. Cheng Siyan would not take it, and he would never take it in front of Xiang Yufeng.

"What happened?" Cheng Siyan saw Xiang Yufeng get out of the car, and quickly dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and met it. As we got closer, Cheng Siyan realized Xiang Yufeng's gloomy face frowned. Cheng Siyan was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"Drink with me." Xiang Yufeng went into Yueshengzhai without raising his head. The waiter who served was still the waiter. He was naturally familiar with Xiang Yufeng and Cheng Siyan's masters. But looking at the gloomy face of the man named Xiang in front, no matter how stupid he was, he would not touch someone's brow at this time. After serving the food honestly, he brought the door of the private room. Without the usual nonsense, he slipped away. Just kidding, the master surnamed Xiang is now like a powder barrel. Whoever lits it will be blown to death.

Xiaoer's ancestors were old Beijingers, so he has lived in Beijing since his eighth life. Naturally, he is also a genuine Beijinger. Others don't know, but Xiaoer understands one thing: on Beijing's one-acre and three-point land, you can just catch an inconspicuous person. Maybe some relatives of other people are first-class officials. What's more, people like Xiang Yufeng and Cheng Siyan.

Xiang Yufeng did not drink a sip of soybean milk like before, then he was beautifully intoxicated, and then took a scorched circle, and felt the age of life that was fixed in the old Beijing food culture. He directly grabbed a bottle of red star Erguotou at fifty-six degrees, swept the bottle with two fingers, and a piece of glass connected to the wine cap fell to the ground.

Xiang Yufeng drank the head and the bottle of Erguotou entered the bottom.

Strictly speaking, the Red Star Erguotou of Fifty-six is ​​no longer a liquor list. Of course, this does not belong to the reason because Erguotou has another name called "Sauce Wine."

Beijing is the ancient capital of China's five dynasties. Erguotou wine is a typical representative of the wine culture in Beijing, with a history of 800 years. It was developed from soju. In the Ming Dynasty, Beijing Chronicles mentioned "the sautum of the capital and the pure cotton of Di". When the wine brewing technicians in Beijing removed the wine heads that flowed out of the first pot, and also removed the wine tails that flowed out of the third pot. They took the middle section of the wine from the second pot, which was called the "cut the head and cut the middle section" process. This is the earliest white wine named after the craft in my country. It is a milestone in the history of wine brewing. It has been inherited and developed for hundreds of years and has been passed down to this day.
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