It doesn't seem to be his head to blame for all this, right?

The young man's fingers were about to reach the tip of Yan Qingrui's nose, and at this moment, Yan Qingrui's eyes suddenly opened. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young man was startled, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he exclaimed, "You're not dead?"

Yan Qingrui's eyes are clear, still pure as water, still innocent and clean as a deer, but when she closed it before, her eyes were obviously full of pain and sadness, sadness and despair, but at this moment, she was clear and clear as the moon.

She glanced at the young man lightly, and asked rhetorically, "Why should I die when I am so good?" Could it be that your bitter rain tea is poisonous?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes and said, "Bitter rain tea is the best tea in the world, how can it be poisonous?"

Take a sip, that's the world's best tea, drink a cup, that's the world's best tea!

Yan Qingrui smiled and said: "That's right, it's the best tea in the world!"

The young man looked at her and asked, "Are you alright?"

Yan Qingrui raised her eyebrows, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and said, "What can happen?"

The young man looked left and right, and the person in front of him did not seem to be uncomfortable at all, and the previous aura of sadness and loneliness no longer existed at all, as if it had never existed at all.

The sad breath that seemed to engulf the small tea room slowly subsided with the moment her eyes closed.

Out of confidence in his bitter rain tea, he didn't feel that it was a kind of slow convergence, and thought that it was because her eyes were closed, and it didn't spill out, and she was all bearing it alone.

At this moment, he was shocked in his heart.

A little girl who had drunk his three cups of bitter rain tea stood in front of him like no one else, with a bright and natural smile and a cold and indifferent temperament.

How did she do it?

He looked at Yan Qingrui and said tentatively, "How about this tea?"

Yan Qingrui smiled and said, "Okay!"

Still one word.

However, the previous good word is from the heart, and it is really a word that I feel a thousand words after a hundred turns on the tip of my tongue.

At this moment, this is a good word, but the young man heard a hint of ridicule.

The young man frowned and said, "It's just good?"

Yan Qingrui smiled: "What other evaluation do you want to hear?"

The young man was puzzled, but he didn't seem to know where to start.

Yan Qingrui had already smiled and said, "Uncle, these three cups of tea, do you invite me, or do you want me to invite you?"

The young man was stunned and said, "Uncle?"

Yan Qingrui said with a smile: "I am very grateful to you for helping me order food and wine in the Longyin Pavilion, and I am also grateful to you for giving me tea this time!"

The young man's body moved, almost tilting the table, and he said in surprise, "You, you, you...... I'm ......"

"Are you trying to ask, how did I recognize you?" Yan Qingrui asked calmly.

The young man wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, how did you recognize it?"

Yan Qingrui stretched out her right hand, holding a jasper wrench in her palm, which was moist and jade, and it was not ordinary at first glance. Yan Qingrui said lightly: "If the uncle didn't wear this wrench, I want to confirm it, it won't be so fast, but this wrench is too eye-catching." ”

The young man's eyes widened, and he unconsciously touched his left hand, and the wrench he wore on his left thumb was gone.

He stammered, "You, you stinky girl!"