310 this fragrant poison

The scene was a little quiet, and everyone seemed to not know how to speak for a moment, but is it so stalemate? How will the conference end?

For a long time...

"Madame just said something wrong," Luo Wener opened her mouth leisurely, as if she didn't feel embarrassed for her at all: "The smell in the tail fragrance is not vanilla root, but Tahitian vanilla."

Ganluxuan's cheeks were slightly red, but she was charming and did not change: "So what?"

Anyway, you are doomed to lose!

"It is important, because what kind of spices are used can be carefully selected into a fragrance to express your will..."

"Express your will?" Gan Luxuan's expression suddenly showed a smile: "What are your intentions?"

I'm afraid your will will not be realized.

Other players first explain the source and mystery of the fragrance and leave a good impression on the judge. She is good, but she has to do the opposite. If she throws such a thing directly, she is not afraid of other people's preconceived ideas? Now I want to explain, but is there still a chance?

"I just saw that you have different judgments. I think you have a different feeling after smelling this fragrance." Luo Wener smiled faintly: "Mrs. Gan has a very good sentence... What kind of person will choose what kind of fragrance she will choose. And the same fragrance will emit different breaths due to different people. Even if they are the same person, they will choose fragrances that may feel very different due to various reasons such as mood, circumstances or weather. And Luo's fragrance is really difficult to judge, because..."

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the judging table in front of her. Her eyes were as quiet and clear as a pool of water, which made people feel that her heart was also calm and safe.

In fact, no one knew how nervous she was. She had imagined the possibility of countless tragedies, but at the moment she opened her mouth, everything suddenly calmed down.

Because no matter what, she has come to this point. Since she has the courage to make such a fragrance, she should be responsible for her courage.

There is no turning arrow at the bow.

Can't and can't regret, can't and can't be afraid. Maybe the result has been decided, but after all, isn't there no final ruling?

There may not be a chance to persist, but if you don't persist, there must be no chance.

She can't let her hard work go to waste, not to mention that this is not only her own business, but also Wanying's expectation, Sanlang's freedom, Mo Xi's support...

She can only move forward. Even if she really loses, she has no regrets!

"It's not a perfect fragrance."

As soon as this statement came out, the scene was full of uproar.

When the game went on, she wanted to do her best to make progress. How could she... make such a big mess?

In the curtain, Hu Lun kept glanking at Qian Yumo's face, thinking, what is she doing? Is she crazy? Are you going to break the can? Did she think about the master's feelings? No one expects her to win in the end, and the master is probably no exception, right? But the master endured his thoughts for her, only for her to compete peacefully. There should also be hope in his heart, right? At least I hope she will go through the whole race normally. But she unexpectedly smashed this hope to the ground without mercy. What's wrong with this woman? If she knew that the person who has been supporting her behind her is the king today, will she...

For a moment, I really wanted to open the curtain to make the woman who didn't know how thick it was, but the corners of the master's stiff lips suddenly moved, as if the spring breeze blew open the frozen lake and suddenly microwaved up.

Master...

Hu Lun involuntarily turned his eyes away and looked into the field.

Does the master know something?

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"Luo just wants to use this fragrance to tell a story that may happen to everyone."

She slowly raised her eyes, but instead of looking at the surprised faces in front of her, but through them, she looked far away from places that could not be defined by time and space. Even the voice became dreamy, and unconsciously fell into a plain and light atmosphere around her.

"This kind of encounter may pass by or accompany each other for a lifetime. However, no matter which one, it will eventually become a strong or shallow stroke in this life and will always remain in my heart."

The wind held up the broken hair on her temples and brushed in front of her, confused the sparkling eyes.

"In our life, we will always meet one or several important people. At first sight, it is either joy, ordinary, or disgust. We will prefer the pleasant one. At the beginning of the contact, there is the sweetness of bergamot, the fragrance of evening jade, the dream of fragrant iris, and the slight acidity of lemon peel..."

Her eyes fell on Gan Luxuan and smiled lightly: "Maybe that's a spicy master, and there is also some fragrant and slightly choking ginger flavor. From time to time, it stabs you, but you can't bear to let go."

"So, I experienced her fragrance, her coolness, her uniqueness, her slight bitterness, her spicy, her romance, her freshness, her melan..." Still smiled shallowly: "Jasmine and Freesia are used here because these two flavors are the most commonly used, and this kind of opportunity is also the most common, which is An indispensable part of personal life. Among them, Jasmine has its own unique fragrance and is very fragile. Isn't it like the subtle relationship between people? Moreover, it is sometimes wild and unrestrained, and sometimes as pure as a morning dew. Isn't it unpredictable like getting along with each other? And why do you use cardamom skin instead of meat | cardamom here? Because with contact, the brightness that was previously blinded in front of the eyes tends to gradually fade and become normal, and although the smell of nutmeg and cardamom skin is very similar, the cardamom skin is much lighter, so it can better interpret this feeling of gradually moving towards plain after enthusiasm.

Her eyes showed confusion, and she didn't know whose past she was understanding.

"Some people are unwilling to be insipid and give up, while others still insist. So he felt a meaningful aftertaste and the surprise she brought to him at different times and places. In the charm of everyone's boudoir, there is the elegance of a small jasper, and there is a sad sadness in the gorgeous and gorgeous. It is complex and simple, bitter and sweet. This is the tail fragrance, the final taste of a pinxiang, which will also continue until that person is also soaked in this taste, until... the fragrance disappears.

The scene was very quiet, and I only heard her voice ringing slowly. It seemed that someone deliberately or unintentionally plucked the strings, but it seemed to be out of tune, but it gradually converged into a winding stream and quietly sneaked into people's hearts.

"People are like fragrance, fragrant as people. Just like the smell of lilac, there are always people who like it very much, and there are always people who hate it very much. No one can win everyone's love, because no matter who it is, it has never been perfect. Perfection is everyone's favorite, and there is nothing wrong with it; imperfection is still loved, so what?

The wind blew leisurely, picked up the clothes and floated slowly, as if to lead people to chase their own thoughts.

For a long time...

"It sounds beautiful, but I don't know what the name of this fragrance is?" Gan Luxuan broke the silence, but still tilted the corners of her eyes and the corners of her lips were also disdainful.

"What do you think Mrs. Gan should be called?"

Gan Luxuan didn't expect her to ask such a question. She was stunned for a moment, so a voice came in: "Love at first sight!"

is Ying Qiuran, with red cheeks and shining eyes.

tacky!

Gan Luxuan curled her lips and raised her finger gently: "It's not like 'wish to get a single-hearted person'."

I hope to get a single-minded person and never leave each other. I'm afraid it's all women's dream...

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Luo Wen'er's sudden smile, Gan Luxuan suddenly frowned and immediately found that the sentence she had just shown her mind, and she was almost embarrassed and angry.

Luo Wener lowered her eyes, and her lips were slightly bent, like an fascinating little diamond horn.

"The name of my wife's life is appropriate, but it is not as good as... poison."

Poison?

Everyone was shocked.

Why does this woman always scare people from time to time? As if it was originally a mirror-like water surface, she had to move a big stone and throw it down fiercely for fear that others would be quiet for a moment.

"Yes, it's 'poison'. The poisonous flower is the most beautiful, and the poisonous wine is the most fragrant, but it is poisonous, which is its imperfection. An imperfect person is a poison. However, if you are sincere, why are you afraid of drinking poison to quench your thirst? If it is sincere, why are you afraid of difficulties and dangers? If it is sincere, even if it is poison, it will be as sweet as a poison. Sincerely for a person, you should not only love her good, but also cherish her shortcomings, just like this fragrant small bottle, tolerate her, be considerate of her, take care of her, give her a world that belongs to her, and let her be overturned; give her all the trust, no one who despises her and never gives up. If so, it is the 'one-hearted person', so that they can 'be separated'..."

"Lololo shopkeeper... girl, no matter what they say, I, I, I, I'm willing to buy you this... bottle of incense!"

Ying Qiuran suddenly shot the case, showing his manly dew, but after turning over his whole body, he couldn't find a copper coin.

No wonder that a nobleman like this is himself a credit gold card. He doesn't need to bring silver. Even if he spends money, he also has his entourage to take care of it.

So Ying Qiuran immediately turned around.

So immediately an entourage was ready to run this way, but the guard was strict and could not enter for a while.

In this time, a woman's voice floated over, charming, but resolutely: "This bottle of 'poison' should be mine!"

Before the words fell, he put away the incense bottle.

Is this better to do it first?

Yingqiu blushed and stared at Gan Luxuan for a moment. A pair of big sika deer-like eyes were tearful because of being bullied, and she only refused to fall down.

He pointed to the woman who looked at him with a provocative expression and shook his fingers, but couldn't say a word.

People outside the venue were shocked.