When he said this, even if Yang Jun was eloquent, he was speechless, and he didn't know how to reply to him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He can't ask him if he's a mountain demon, right? Lingke's colorful dress is by no means like ordinary property.

Besides, Lingke is so bright-eyed, Yang Jun doesn't want her to be a spirit.

Lingke said happily: "Of course Master is an immortal, so I am a little fairy!" ”

The girl's voice flowed happily like a mountain spring. Yang Jun seemed to have drunk a glass of nectar, and couldn't help but swallow.

He looked up at Lingke.

Her small lips seemed to be delicately painted, and she grinned slightly, revealing a few teeth, which contrasted with the red lips in an alluring color.

Yang Jun felt that his throat was a little dry, and there was still a little ...... Itchy.

Two pear vortices loomed at the corners of Lingke's mouth, and he looked at the man beside him with a smile.

She didn't look at Yang Jun, but Yang Jun couldn't help but be attracted by her rippling eyes. It's like a deep ocean, a vast sky, and at a glance, it's hard to extricate yourself.

Her eyes, without staring into your eyes, are enough to seduce the soul.

The man chuckled and said, "Yes, you are a little fairy." ”

Lingke smiled even more happily, and the corners of his lips rippled like a river of spring water.

The man shook his head helplessly, then looked at Yang Jun and said, "There are few guests in the mountains." I am very happy that the guests are here. Little friends don't have to be restrained, come in and sit! ”

Yang Jun said in his heart, where are few people coming, didn't you say that you haven't seen a human figure for tens of thousands of years? It's not inaccessible enough to describe!

But why does Lingke look like she's only fourteen or fifteen years old?

He couldn't help but glance at Lingke again, only to see that Lingke was also staring at him with a pair of big eyes.

Yang Jun's heart jumped, his smile was a little shy, and he whispered yes and walked into the Azure Pavilion.

Yang Jun walked up the steps and swept his eyes around the decorations in the pavilion.

A hexagonal stone table with six stone benches and two stone chairs.

It is very simple, but the lines of the stone tables and chairs are smooth and exquisite, and the material is like green jade. There is a guqin on the stone table, the body is round and smooth, and it must be commonly used.

Yang Jun didn't squint, but Lingke stared at him stunned. Sensing this line of sight, Yang Jun couldn't help but blush.

The man sneered, "Lingke, it's not good to stare at people like this." ”

Lingke was puzzled: "Why, Master?" ”

"Impolite."

Yang Jun sniffed.

Although he didn't mind being stared at by Lingke, he was now in rags, and he was really embarrassed.

Lingke nodded and said, "No wonder he gets angry when I keep staring at the white!" Ha ha! ”

Lingke didn't know what fun had come to mind, and laughed happily.

Yang Jun was said by the two of them, and most of his shameful emotions dissipated, and his cheeky nature gradually prevailed.

He looked up at the man and said, "The kid takes the liberty of disturbing and hopes that the immortals will forgive him." ”

Yang Jun only saw the man's appearance clearly at this time. The eyebrows are slender and handsome, the eyes are not big but the brilliance is flowing, the corners of the mouth are lightly raised, and there is a warm smile, and the bearing is fluttering.

The man shook his head again and again: "Don't call me 'immortal', it's awkward to listen to!" ”

When Yang Junzheng didn't know how to speak, he heard the man again: "Someone called me Lying Qiu." ”

Of course, Yang Jun couldn't call him by his name, so he said, "The kid has seen Mr. Woqiu." ”

He was ragged and embarrassed, and in front of the glorious lying hills and Lingke, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself, and it was inevitable that he was a little restrained.

Woqiu turned a blind eye to Yang Jun's ragged clothes, waved his sleeves, and sat down on the stone railing.

Yang Jun saw that behind him was a high cliff, and the last ray of the sunset sprinkled on his face, plating his silhouette with a light layer of gold, like a god. I was amazed in my heart, and I became more and more curious about the identity of Woqiu.

"Little friend, please take a seat!" Woqiu raised his hand towards Yang Jun, and smiled at Lingke: "There are guests coming, but there is no tea, it's not the way of hospitality!" ”

Yang Jun thanked him and sat down on the stone bench.

Lingke didn't argue, and asked, "Then what kind of tea does Master want to serve to guests?" ”

"Just look at it."

Lingke blinked and said, "Autumn tea is not drunk at night." I see that Master seems to be going to spend the night in the Azure Pavilion today, and has prepared a pot of freshly brewed jasper pine syrup. It's just right to entertain guests at this time. ”

Lying Qiu smiled but did not speak.

Lingke smiled lightly and put away the piano on the table.

Yang Jun didn't see how she moved, only turned his palm over, and a set of black-glazed tea sets were placed on the table. The enamel is translucent, like black jade.

Lying Qiu raised his finger, shook his head, and said, "Wrong. ”

"Master, what's wrong?" Lingke was puzzled, "Isn't the jasper pine pulp just right with dripping blue cups?" ”

Yang Jun said in his heart, this tea cup is clearly black glazed, why is it called a blue cup?

He looked at it, and sure enough, he saw that the edge of the tea cup was faintly blue, like the blue sea, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Yang Jun doesn't like to drink tea, and he doesn't know what to do with the tea ceremony. However, jasper pine pulp, from the name, you can guess that it is a tea related to pine. Listening to the meaning of Lingke's words, the jasper pine pulp and this drop of water blue cup are also compatible.

Like Lingke, he looked at the lying mound with curiosity, wondering what was wrong.

Woqiu pointed to the tea cup on the table and said, "There should be six." ”

"Master, this blue cup is beautiful, there are only six in total, but there are three of us, do we want to put it on display?"

Lying Qiu laughed: "You girl, when did I tell you to do too much?" ”

"Three more guests are coming," he shook a finger, "you don't have enough teacups." ”

"Oh." Lingke pouted. This is how the master pretends to be profound, knowing that there are still three people coming, he wants to tease her.

Thinking that he had never seen so many guests, he was a little excited and happily cleaned the tea cup.

Yang Jun tilted his head sideways to see her movements as comfortable as flowing water, with slender fingers and bright wrists like jade, which was really pleasing to the eye.

Lingke's wrist was covered with a white jade bracelet with a warm color, slightly glowing with crystal.

Yang Jun couldn't tell the difference between the jade bracelet and the wrist, which was whiter.

His gaze couldn't help but climb up Lingke's arm and land on her face.

Lingke's complexion is as white as jade, but the cherry lips are bright red, and the comparison between the two is more delicate, which makes people have an abnormal ...... Delicious illusion.

Yang Jun remembers that there is a figure of speech called synaesthesia, which can be transferred. However, he couldn't help but consciously think of eating when he looked at Lingke.

For example, the lips are like sweet and sour cherries, and the face is like crisp, sweet and juicy pears......

Yang Jun felt that he couldn't think about it anymore, the more he thought about it, the more thirsty he became, and the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became.

I'll go, is Lao Tzu so hungry!

Yang Jun didn't want to admit the fact that he was still a boy chicken.

He deliberately looked away from Lingke, but his gaze fell uncontrollably on her face.

The face as attractive as a peach, and the black eyes as crystal as grapes, are really reluctant to take their eyes off for a moment!

Yang Junzhi saw his heart swaying, and he didn't even feel the pain in the calf injury.

He wasn't a fourteen or fifteen-year-old.

Yang Jun, who is about to become an adult, can already appreciate beauties, not to mention that Lingke is not a wooden beauty with an empty face.

She has a gorgeous appearance, but her temperament is light and smart, without any charm, and her behavior is graceful and has the innocence of a girl who does not understand the world.

Especially when she stared at the tea cup in her hand with a focused expression, her lips pursed slightly, and she wanted to take a bite!