Luo Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me."

"I live in the top room in the west tower."

Ms. Eve's eyes flickered, like a gentle wind sweeping past, leaving a meaningful smile, and then slowly disappeared from the eyes of everyone among the lush vines.

…

Tu Shenyi didn't say anything, but just started to clear away the chessboard and chess pieces on the table.

He collected the black and white chess pieces one by one, arranged them neatly, and finally closed the box.

Ouyang Jie saw that the atmosphere was a little subtle, so he took the initiative to say: "Master, the 'Ninety-Seven' that Ms. Eve mentioned just now, is it your bottle of 'Wangyou·Ninety-Seven'? How did she say she would return it?"

you?"

Tu Shenyi was quiet and spoke slowly. Surprisingly, his voice did not sound old, but was very bright, "I gave it to her for twenty years, but she didn't drink it and it was wasted, so I had to take it back."

If you don’t drink it, it will taste bad.”

Ouyang Jie was stunned and saw that Zhong Luoyue had been looking at Tu Shenyi for a second, so he leaned to the side and whispered: "Don't mind, my master is a bit weird, but he is actually a very nice person."

I saw Zhong Luoyue nodded, and suddenly said softly: "It is said that Mr. Tu brewed a bottle of 'Ninety-seven' in the 'Wangyou' series. This made me think, 'How can there be a tree wrapped with vines in the world?

'One of the sentences is, 'We have been friends for a hundred years. If someone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will wait on the bridge for three years.' With such intention, Mr. Tu seems to be a very affectionate person."

"Yeah." Tu Shenyi smiled slightly, "Is this still the case? You do have a rich imagination."

Zhong Luoyue opened her mouth slightly.

I only heard Tu Shenyi say calmly: "The reason why I named it after ninety-seven is because it happened to be ninety-seven twenty years ago. I didn't think of any other good names, so I just used this one casually."

Poof.

That was Gan Hong's very, very slight, uncontrollable laughter.

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ps1: Thank you to the cute host of the book friend "Man Under the Parasol Tree" for bowing to the capitalist boss.

ps2: I feel like I’m going to die, so I’d like to report on the situation of missing updates, Yuyan, the cute protagonist (1/2), the co-host of the universe, the cute protagonist (0/2), and the cute protagonist under the sycamore tree (0/2).
Chapter completed!