His foot directly smashed Wei Fan's foot. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you've seen Xing Ye's kung fu, it's similar to that

After reaching out and pushing Wei Fan to the ground, Leng Ao turned around and walked towards Zhu in a very chic manner.

He didn't want to kill Wei Fan just yet, because he couldn't grasp the situation that might happen next.

There is a harvest in life, and those who will only blindly do it are just reckless.

Wei Fan covered his feet, tears flowed out of his eyes, he hurriedly took out the phone, and called the police with tears in his eyes

After Leng Ao went back, he logged in to the farm and browsed it, and found that there was actually a tea plant in Huaguo Mountain that was ripe.

Since this is ripe, it can only be left to the monkeys, and the tea will be immediately put into the warehouse.

But as soon as he extracted it, he couldn't help but be stunned again, why was it a lot of tea this time?

Looking at this turquoise and green tea with a faint fragrance, Leng Ao was a little dizzy, could it be said that this thing can be directly made into tea and drunk?

However, after having Kukudo's pain point, he was still a little afraid to try.

I was struggling when I suddenly heard the sound of high heels walking back and forth in the living room.

Could it be that the woman is back?

Leng Ao hurriedly opened the door secretly, and sure enough, the bewitching woman who had brought disaster to the country and the people was just sitting on the sofa, and the two ** were coiled at random, lazy and with a touch of charm.

Since I don't dare to drink it, it's not too much to give this woman a try

"Hey, what's this?" The Hundred Flowers Fairy was standing in her garden, looking at the pea shooter that was slowly growing, and her face was puzzled

Leng Ao made up his mind, and then took four or five tea leaves from the table, then walked out of the door and slowly turned to the hall.

After picking up the unused tea cup from the coffee table and washing it with hot water, I threw the tea leaves into the tea cup, only to see the hot air around the edge of the bowl, and then rose from the center of the bowl, about two feet high, and then turned a circle in the air, turning into a white hibiscus flower.

Leng Ao smelled the fragrance of tea, and couldn't help but swallow his throat with difficulty, and then poured out the first water, and replaced it with the second water.

This first water is called tea washing, as the name suggests, it is to wash off the dust on the tea leaves, although Leng Ao does not make much tea, but the basic common sense still knows a little or two.

The second water is to drink, as soon as the boiling water was poured into the teacup, Leng Ao immediately saw a white mist rising into the air, and a white crane faintly appeared, floating lightly in the air, and then disappeared again.

This Rao is a cold arrogance who thinks he is well-informed, and he can't help but be stunned.

Could it be that this tea still has such a miraculous effect?

He rubbed his eyes, then looked down, and saw that in the porcelain bowl as white as jade, slices of tender tea were like peas' tongues, dark green in color, and bursts of fragrance were revealed in the blue liquid.

Suddenly, like an orchid in the tongue, refreshing, fragrant, sweet, pleasant, the rich aroma that could not be concealed filled the whole room.

Originally, Song Mengman was still wondering what Leng Ao was doing, but as soon as she smelled the fragrance of tea, she couldn't help but tremble instantly.

This fragrance seems to be the aroma of some kind of tea, but Song Mengman searched his intestines and stomach but did not find any tea leaves that could match the taste of this tea.

Is this tea or not?

Song Mengman couldn't help but be puzzled, and her beautiful eyes involuntarily followed Leng Ao's every move.

"It's finished." Leng Ao was happy in his heart, this flower and fruit mountain tea was really bred by the creation of heaven and earth, and the fragrance of this tea alone is no longer comparable to other teas.

But whether this can be drunk or not, he doesn't dare to try it casually anymore, who knows if he will squat in the toilet until his legs are numb?

As soon as he turned around, he happened to see the longing flashing in the eyes of the woman who shared the house, and the corners of his cold and arrogant mouth raised slightly.

"Would you like to try the tea I just brewed?" Leng Ao put everything on the sofa, then picked up the teacup and poured the tea into the fair cup, and then poured the tea in the fair cup into two tea bowls.

"You can make tea?" Song Mengman'e frowned, and couldn't help but be a little suspicious, but after smelling the fragrance of tea, it was difficult for her to find a reason to refuse.

She loves tea, can taste tea, and can make tea, so she has drunk all the famous teas in China, but she has never smelled the fragrance of this tea brewed by Leng Ao.

This tea is either a new variety, or Leng Ao has added something to it.

"I just scratch the surface." Leng Ao said very frankly: "I can't talk about it, but I guess I can't drink the dead, do you want to try it?" Of course, if you are afraid of death, you don't have to drink it, so as not to waste it. ”

He wanted to drink it now, but he didn't dare to try it easily, so he had to provoke this woman with the method of agitation.

Sure enough, Song Mengman, who was originally a little unreasonable, was immediately angry when he heard this, and after glaring at Leng Ao with beautiful eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, who do you say is afraid of death?" ”

"Whoever answers me will be afraid to die." Leng Ao didn't look at Song Mengman out of the corner of his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that this is good tea."

"You drink it, who is afraid of whom?" Song Mengman was so angry that her chest trembled, she was a little coveted for this tea, but she couldn't pull this face, she happened to be so excited by Leng Ao, and she just came down the steps.

She picked up the tea bowl angrily, eager to splash the hot water on the white-haired face opposite her, but she was reluctant to accept the rich tea fragrance, so she took a sip gently, when the tea just entered the mouth, although the taste was astringent, but Song Mengman had an illusion, as if the tea was resurrected between her lips and teeth.

This illusion made Song Mengman stunned, she couldn't help but close her eyes, savor the fragrance of the tea, and instantly there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment, which made people unconsciously indulge in it.

"Good tea" for a long time, Song Mengman finally came back to his senses and couldn't help but praise.

In all this, the white hair on the other side doesn't seem so disgusted, but where did this tea come from?

She felt as if she had been scratched by a cat, tickled, and wanted to ask, but when she saw the stinky face of the white hair, Song Mengman had to put this thought down.

Leng Ao waited quietly for three or four minutes, and only after seeing that Song Mengman was not abnormal, did he dare to drink the tea in his hand.

Without him, I am afraid of death.

After taking a sip and taking it in his mouth, after tasting it carefully, even a person like Leng Ao, who is not good at tea, immediately noticed the difference of this Huaguo mountain tea.

It's not a loss that it is produced in Huaguo Mountain, just the vision when the tea comes out is enough to shock people's hearts, not to mention the long-lasting fragrance.

Leng Ao's heart moved, this Huaguo mountain tea will definitely be sold for money, and the price will definitely not be too low, as long as people who have tasted this tea are afraid that it will be difficult to forget this tea fragrance that blooms in their hearts.

"How? Is it delicious? Leng Ao looked at Song Mengman, the corners of his mouth raised, and then said: "Since everyone lives together, you can't keep talking badly to each other when you look down, so I'll give you this cup of tea." ”

After speaking, he got up and entered the room, leaving Song Mengman with an inexplicable back.

"Humph! Who scarces your tea? Song Mengman's silver teeth were bitten fiercely, and he couldn't wait to bite this bastard to pieces.

But after a while, she couldn't help but soak in the water again, this tea is really attractive, especially for people like her who can taste tea, seeing a pot of good tea, if you can't taste the tea well, it is estimated that you will not be able to sleep all night.

Leng Ao returned to his room, locked the door carefully, and then carefully put away the large pile of tea on his table.

In order to avoid being sucked up by the weird purple gold gourd, he deliberately took out a big glass jar and put it up.

After doing these things, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Song Yang, and agreed to meet tomorrow in the Zhuangyuan Building at the gate of the school, and then he went to bed and went to sleep.

Song Mengman in the poor living room has always felt like she was scratched by a cat, she really wanted to ask what kind of tea this tea was, but Leng Ao had never come out since she entered the room, so she had to put this idea aside for the time being.

After soaking this tea with hot water five times, this rich and evocative tea fragrance still exists, but it is just a little lighter, which makes Song Mengman frown, as if countless problems have suddenly hit

Leng Ao slept until dawn, and not long after he got up, he heard the mobile phone ringing, he picked it up, and his face sank instantly

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