"Are you sure you're here to learn how to make wine?" Irina looked back at the yard, with a dangerous aura in her smile.
"Yes." Mag nodded firmly, and came to see an old man who made wine in the middle of the night. Besides learning how to make wine, is there anything else he can do?
"Very good, then I'll watch you learn." Irina nodded and motioned for Mag to knock on the door.
"What are you doing? Is there something wrong in this yard?" Seeing Irina's behavior, Mag couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. He stepped forward and followed the code given to him by the Gray Temple, three long and one short. Two long and one short knocked on the door.
"Haha, we even decided on a password." Irina smiled coldly.
"Um... Occupational disease, occupational disease... Actually, this is my first time in this place." Mag smiled slightly awkwardly, forgetting to pay attention to the details.
Mag took two steps back and waited quietly for any movement in the yard. He just didn't know if Old Sim went to bed early like most seniors, or if he was a drunkard, which would cause some trouble.
The system mission is very critical, and the second thing is that Mag wants to get some useful information from Old Sim, although he has already obtained a lot of information from the Gray Temple, including a secret letter he got before going out this morning.
But it would be best if there was a local leader who could lead the way, as it would save a lot of time in verifying intelligence.
Mag waited for a while and was about to knock on the door again.
At this moment, the courtyard door suddenly opened inward, and then a figure rushed out of the courtyard carrying a gust of fragrant wind, and then hugged Mag.
Mag felt like he was hit by two soft balls, and then he was hugged tightly.
"You're finally here! I thought you didn't want me anymore..." A tender and aggrieved voice sounded immediately, like an abandoned woman with a grudge.
"⊙▃⊙??"
"What's happening here?"
I don't know whether this embrace was too warm and soft, or whether he was shocked by the sudden words. Mag was stunned for three seconds. He suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the faint sneer and murderous intent, and quickly tightened his grip. The hands holding him were removed from his body and he took two steps back.
"Girl, have you recognized the wrong person?"
Mag glanced at Irina, who looked calm on the wall but had murderous intent in her eyes, and said quickly.
And by the light of the lantern at the door, he also saw clearly the appearance of the girl who rushed out earlier. She was a girl wearing a dark green dress. She was very tall and plump, with brown hair tied into a ponytail, casually. Resting on the left shoulder, with snow-white skin and delicate face, the shining purple eyes stared at Mag, like a young daughter-in-law who had met her long-lost husband.
Mag was sure that he did not know this beautiful girl, and could not find any information about her in his memory, so the only possibility was that the girl had mistakenly identified the person.
Mag's face turned dark.
What the hell is this?
He really just wants to learn how to make wine... Because time is tight, he can only come here at this time.
Now when I knocked on the door, a girl ran out and threw herself into my arms.
It wouldn’t matter if Irina wasn’t here. It would be nice if everyone could explain clearly.
But now... isn't it just a current drama that an adulterer has a secret meeting in the middle of the night and is caught by the palace?
Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to escape.
Mag felt that the sword was already hanging above his head. If he was not careful, he would overturn.
but……
This is the meeting point given to him by the Gray Temple. Maybe this girl is someone from Old Sim?
"Admit your mistake? How can you admit your mistake? I stay here day and night, just to wait for you to knock on my door again..." The girl looked at Mag with tears in her eyes, a little aggrieved. Sad, "I've been waiting for you for so long, how could you be so heartless..."
"I……"
For a moment, Mag even felt as if he was a scumbag who abandoned an innocent girl and left her alone in an empty room.
However, the murderous aura gradually thickening in the air quickly calmed him down.
After calming down, he became even more panicked.
The more he smears it, the darker it gets!
How can he explain now?
If you don't admit it, you are a heartless scumbag. If you admit it, you are a scumbag who is messing around outside.
On one side was a brown-haired girl with tears in her eyes, almost throwing herself into his arms and crying.
On one side was Irina with a cold expression, who had already taken out her magic staff and was about to execute the family law.
Mag felt so desperate...
Man, it’s so hard.
"No, you must not sit back and wait for death like this!" Mag calmed himself down, looked at the girl and coughed lightly: "Girl, you must have mistaken the person. I'm here to see the winemaker, Old Sim."
"Look, you clearly remember her, so I knew you were here to find me." The girl suddenly burst into tears and pretended to pounce on Mag again.
"etc!!!"
Mag jumped back a big step and looked at the girl in shock.
"wtf!!!"
"System! Didn't you tell me that Old Sim is a woman! And she is such a young woman!!!"
Mag couldn't help but roar in his mind.
"Whether Lao Sim is a woman is not important and necessary information. The ancients said: If a threesome is together, there must be one who can teach me..."
"Shut up! Go to hell! I'm going to cut off your internet fee!"
"Host, incompetence and rage will not solve the problem. We have to look at this matter dialectically. Lao Sim is just a code name. An old man full of alcohol can be called Lao Sim, and a beautiful girl full of fragrance can also be called Lao Sim. Sim, when you have the opportunity to have in-depth communication with one of them, which one would you choose? Moreover, your family's Internet fee has not been paid this month. Please pay it to me as soon as you return." The system said calmly .
"I……"
Mag's brows furrowed into a frown, and the information from the Gray Temple did not reflect this at all, so he naturally recognized Old Sim as an old winemaker.
Of course, the biggest problem is the girl in front of me.
Even if she is really Lao Sim, she shouldn't treat someone who comes to meet her like this!
What is this!
Making friends out of nothing?
Mag glanced at Irina on the wall who had raised her magic staff and was about to beat the adulterous couple to death. She felt that if she didn't show off her cards, she might be beaten to death for no apparent reason today.
"Comrade Lao Sim, I am the person sent by the organization to contact you. Based on your previous performance, I have confirmed your identity." Mag looked at the girl seriously, and then extended his right hand to her. Said: "I am Mag, I need your help now."
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