Ning Qiqi pursed her lips, she didn't bother to pay attention to him, she was not mentally retarded, how could she misplace the salt, she was too underestimated.

"Chengjue, this is the real big bowl of tea." Lin Shoucheng said with a smile: "The tea sold on the street now can no longer be regarded as a big bowl of tea in the traditional sense. The real big bowl of tea is such a salty tea, when we were young, the conditions were poor, how can there be a pot of good tea like now. It is a thick porcelain bowl, boil a pot of tea, add a little salt, and continue to work after drinking, which can not only replenish the salt lost in the body due to work, but also quench your thirst. ”

Thinking of the hard years when he was young, Lin Shoucheng sighed, sighed, turned his head to look at Ning Qiqi and said: "It's still Xiaoqi who understands the master, Xiaobai and they will only make me all kinds of good tea." ”

The corners of Ning Qiqi's mouth twitched, fortunately, the third brother of the fox was not there, if he was here, he would definitely blow up his hair when he heard the master's words.

She knew how much the third fox brother loved tea, and every time he sent tea to the master, he had to struggle for a long time, and the expression on his face was so ugly that people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Master, just say this in front of me, don't say it in front of the third brother." She didn't want the third brother to pull her to move again because of jealousy.

"Don't worry, the master will definitely not say it to his face." In fact, it's okay to say it, and I don't dare to say anything. However, since Xiaoqi deliberately emphasized it, it was better not to say it.

No way, who called him a good national master!

Hearing Lin Shoucheng's words, Gu Chengjue suddenly realized, it turned out that this was the real big bowl of tea, no wonder grandpa always said that the current big bowl of tea is not that taste.

It was still early before lunch, Lin Shoucheng said that he had something to tell Gu Chengjue, and the two went upstairs together, and Ning Qiqi was suddenly left alone in the living room.

She thought about it and decided to go out for a walk.

It's the height of summer, and the garden path that surrounds the villa is densely shaded, and the tall plane trees on both sides cast dark shadows, shading the scorching sun overhead, and the uniquely designed surrounding stream can be heard wherever you go, and you can vaguely hear the familiar cicadas chirping.

A slender figure walked on the cobblestone path, the faint footsteps and the sound of cicadas blended together, harmonious and crisp.

Bypassing the corridor, Ning Qiqi walked to the rest pavilion, pulled a chair under the grape trellis and sat down, the broken sunlight projected from the gaps in the dense vines, swept through her nose, and a bright corner of light rippled.

At this moment, in the parking space not far from the rest booth, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom car is parked there.

The rear window of this car was rolled down halfway, and the opposite was exactly where Ning Qiqi was sitting.

The sun poured in through the half-open car window, a haute couture dress, broad shoulders and narrow hips, and a domineering and cold body.

"I'm still so not afraid of the heat." A low laughing voice sounded.

Watching Ning Qiqi raise his head to meet the baptism of the sun, the ink in Yue Ji's eyes became thicker and thicker, until his pupils were dark like a bottomless abyss.

"I really want to beat this girl."

Yue Rongxuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard this, his body trembled involuntarily, and the mental oppression and the fear of his body itself made him break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Ning Qiqi, who was originally leaning on the chair and looking up in the sun, suddenly had a cold back, swept around, and found nothing, she took a deep breath and stared at her fingers, round and slender, ancient jade-like skin, like a piece of the purest treasure, not mixed with any impurities.

Raising his hand and touching his cheek, remembering the coolness that surged up from his back just now, Ning Qiqi, who had always been keen, decisively got up and wanted to leave the rest pavilion.

Her self-consciousness told her that if she didn't leave, something would happen that was beyond her control.

"Hehe~"

Suddenly, Ning Qiqi's body suddenly froze.

It's not her laughter, but she's seen it just now, there's no one here, not even a bird, no one in broad daylight, but someone laughs, so, what the hell is she?

At the thought of having a ghost, Ning Qiqi's whole person was not good, but thinking that he was also reborn after death, Ning Qiqi suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face became meaningful.

"Haven't you come out yet?" She opened her mouth indifferently, a person who can make her back cold, Ning Qiqi will not think that it is a small role.

Ning Qiqi's muscles all over his body were in a state of preparation, and as long as there was a slight abnormality, he could burst out in an instant.

"How did you find me?" A shiny bald head suddenly appeared in front of Ning Qiqi, and the owner of the bald head was still chattering: "The little girl is good, tell me, how did you send it..."

Before the bald head finished speaking, he screamed in pain, covered his eyes and turned around, it's over, it's over, the eyeball bursts out, it hurts.

Ning Qiqi jumped up and slapped his bald head: "You bastard, let you scare me, you deserve it!" ”

"It's a big groove." Long Xiao hurriedly held Ning Qiqi's hand, and while dodging her legs, he warned: "If you move your hands and feet again, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson!" ”

Ning Qiqi sneered when he heard this, twisted his body, gave him a clean over-the-shoulder fall, and then stepped on his chest and said, "Who is teaching whom now?" "Damn, I don't know that people are scary, scared to death.

"Xiaoqi, image." Li Ziqian, who came out later, looked at Ning Qiqi, who was dressed in a dress, and stepped on Long Xiao's chest with a grin, and his forehead was suddenly covered with black lines.

Although I have long known that Ning Qiqi is a little informal in some aspects, is it really appropriate for you to be a young girl in the flower season, and you are not afraid to step on a man's chest at all?

"Hey, Lao Tzu is your brother, don't you say save me, and have the leisure to remind her of her image?"

Hearing Li Ziqian's words, Long Xiao was so angry that one Buddha was out of his body, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, and his face was hideous like a ghost.

Li Ziqian glanced at him and said lightly: "Gentlemanly demeanor, Xiaoqi is a girl, you have to take care of her." ”

"Gentlemanly?" Long Xiao sneered, and a carp stood up and put his face in front of Li Ziqian: "Lao Tzu has been beaten, and he has a gentlemanly demeanor of a fart." ”

Ning Qiqi looked at Li Ziqian and asked, "Little Lizi, can I kill him?" ”

Li Ziqian shook his head and persuaded with a serious face: "It's better not to do it, after all, it's too troublesome to collect corpses." ”

Ning Qiqi thought for a while and nodded approvingly: "It makes sense, then I'll beat him up again, it's okay, right?" ”

"Can you stop thinking about violence all day long?" The corners of Li Ziqian's mouth twitched.

"He pretended to be a ghost to scare me." Ning Qiqi's fists were clenched tightly, and his face was full of grievances.

Long Xiao was about to go crazy, and yelled at Ning Qiqi: "You still have a face to be wronged, where did Lao Tzu scare you?" (To be continued.) )