When Xia Yuqing found out that she had rejected Liu Yuhao just now, the man's face became listless, and he asked Liu Yuhao to take a bath after a long time.

"Then you'll have to go take a shower first."

"There's a door."

got Xia Yuqing's hint, and almost jumped up with joy. Liu Yuhao didn't care about the embarrassment at this time, so he stood up and flew into the bathroom. I don't know if Liu Yuhao washed it, anyway, in less than a minute, he appeared at the door of the bathroom again.

Xia Yuqing turned her face away in shame and ran into the bathroom as if she was running away. Xia Yuqing was not as anxious as Liu Yuhao, and stayed in the bathroom for more than half an hour, several times in the middle, Liu Yuhao was impatient to wait, and wanted to push open the door of the bathroom directly, and his hand thought for a long time in mid-air before he couldn't help but take it back. Finally, I saw Yi Xia Yuqing walking out of the bathroom wearing a pink bathrobe, Liu Yuhao jumped up from the sofa, and couldn't wait to reach out and hug it.

"Wait, fool. I haven't made my bed yet. ”

Xia Yuqing smiled and took a step back, cleverly dodged Liu Yuhao's embrace, giggled and ran to the bedroom.

Liu Yuhao slapped his thigh hard, and had the urge to look up to the sky and yell, but fortunately, he held back in time, but followed Xia Yuqing to the bedroom. In the bedroom, Xia Yuqing took out a brand new white sheet from the cabinet, spread it neatly, and after the bed was made, she turned around the bed and looked at it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

In the bathroom, Xia Yuqing, who had untied the knot in her heart, although she still had a little girlish shyness, she no longer had the panic and resistance just now, and after making all preparations, she gently put herself on the bed and closed her eyes, with a happy smile on her face.

Liu Yuhao slowly walked to the bed. This time, Liu Yuhao was not as anxious as he was just now, and completely unbuttoned the pajamas on Xia Yuqing's chest as if he was admiring a work of art. Xia Yuqing didn't dare to open her eyes to see Liu Yuhao's embarrassed face flushed and hot.

"Don't, don't!"

I don't know where the strength came from, Xia Yuqing sat up violently, pushed Liu Yuhao away, grabbed the small clothes that had been torn by Liu Yuhao on the ground in a panic, and blocked it on his chest. A flush on his face.

Xia Yuqing, who had taken a bath, knew what was waiting for her, so she didn't wear her chest again. The first button was unfastened, and a dazzling snow-white storm was in the air; second

Xia Yuqing screamed again. The electric shock had already made both the volcanic man and woman tremble. Liu Yuhao saw that Xia Yuqing's entire skin flushed like rouge.

Finally, when he peeled off his pajamas and other exquisite works of art, he was completely exposed in front of Liu Yuhao, and Liu Yuhao could no longer express the praise in his heart in words

I don't know how long it took, and after another frantic sprint, both of them collapsed like loose dough. Xia Yuqing had a pair of straight feet, and her hands were clutching the sheets. She felt like something had sent her into the sky.

After dying and lingering, the men and women hugged each other tightly, and Xia Yuqing wrapped Liu Yuhao like an octopus.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the curtains, just shining on Liu Yuhao's eyes. Liu Yuhao rubbed the temples on both sides of his forehead, and when he saw the snow-white sheets, the little peach blossoms, and then looked at the wolf on the ground, he couldn't help laughing.

"Dead Yuhao, the big bad guy went to my class."

Xia Yuqing had long been gone, leaving a small note at the head of the bed, Liu Yuhao seemed to vaguely remember that before leaving, Xia Yuqing waved her pink fist and rained down on Liu Yuhao's back, blaming Liu Yuhao for not knowing pity last night, and walking by himself was unnatural.

Liu Yuhao just lay there and smiled bitterly. Xin said: "I don't know what to say, it's not because you called it so fiercely and stimulated your buddy." ”

After sleeping in a daze for a while, Liu Yuhao got up from the bed and walked to the living room, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. The dining table in the living room was neatly arranged, with a few side dishes, a glass of milk and a pile of five or six small hills. The warm feeling of home swelled in Liu Yuhao's heart.

Relying on this Xia Yuqing, she has too much potential as a little woman at home.

Liu Yuhao seemed to see that there was Xia Yuqing everywhere in the room in front of him, enduring the discomfort and cleaning up for himself. Smiling, Liu Yuhao felt that he should love this little lovely person with his heart in the future and not let her suffer a little grievance.

After eating early, I helped Xia Yuqing tidy up the whole house, Liu Yuhao went downstairs, found the bus stop in the direction of Beijing University, and went straight to Qi's hometown.

It was Mu Yue'er who opened the door to Liu Yuhao. Seeing that it was Liu Yuhao who came, he frowned, and did not directly greet Liu Yuhao to go in as he did in Pingyue.

"What did you do yesterday? Grandpa was furious when he came back late, and he also broke his beloved multicolored glass lamp, and locked himself in the study for a night, and he couldn't come out, so it was not surprising to worry. ”

Mu Yue'er had already reduced her voice to the lowest decibel as much as possible, and after listening to Mu Yue'er's words, she still scared Liu Yuhao's legs and stomach a few times.

"Why did the old man lose his temper? I didn't do anything yesterday, weird! ”

Liu Yuhao was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to continue asking, for fear that Qi Lao would hear it inside, and he cautiously changed his shoes.

Over the years, he knew that Qi Lao had no close relatives, and he had always treated him as a grandson, and he had never been angry with himself, old man, what's wrong? And broke your favorite glass lamp? The lamp was the biggest leak that the old man had picked up when he was young, and he had been playing with it for many years.

Liu Yuhao pushed open the door of the study with some trepidation, and there was a lean old man sitting in front of the desk, seeing that someone came in without knocking on the door, he didn't need to look up to know that it was Liu Yuhao, and only Liu Yuhao had such privileges in this room, not even Mu Yue'er.

As the saying goes, the old comes to the young, and the old comes to the young. The old man knew that Liu Yuhao was coming, snorted coldly, turned his body to Liu Yuhao, ignored him, and looked at the book in his hand by himself.

"Good morning, teacher."

Liu Yuhao bowed to the old man. Habitual relief, although he didn't know why Qi Lao was angry, but Liu Yuhao definitely didn't ask, and the teacher who should know about it would naturally tell him.

Sitting down opposite Qi Lao, Liu Yuhao didn't talk nonsense, skillfully opened the wind stove, used the fire basket to open the carbon fire rack, and boiled water in a small pottery bowl. Mu Yue'er kept her ears to the door and eavesdropped on the movements inside, and found that the old and young people in the room did not speak, shook their heads wryly and left.

Since Liu Yuhao's sophomore year, this old and young have been like this. One makes tea, the other reads a book, and he doesn't speak, and sometimes in such a situation, he can sit for a day.

After roasting the tea in a clay pot, Liu Yuhao took out the tea leaves and slowly pounded them with a jade pestle. Qi Lao glanced at him through his reading glasses, knocked his fingers on the table, and a few popped out of his mouth.

"If you're wrong, grind it slowly. Only by practicing can you become strong. Young people just don't have the surname and don't know how to collect the funeral. ”

After putting on a cold face and humming these from between his teeth, Qi Lao buried his head in reading his book again, and no longer paid attention to Liu Yuhao.

Can tea become strong? Liu Yuhao was stunned, shook his head with a wry smile, and didn't say anything, just grinding the tea himself, knowing that the old man was beating himself with this roasted tea.

"I just have to taste it according to what I know, and I can follow your method wherever I can. Don't you think that this kind of tea can show the artistic conception better? ”

The water in the clay pot was boiling, Liu Yuhao cut off the water film, scooped out a leak, and splashed the tea on the ground, and the fragrance rose, and the fragrance suddenly filled the room. Liu Yuhao didn't refute the teacher's words, but that action told Qi Lao that he had figured out his own set of tea ceremony skills over the years. Drawing inferences from others is the highest level of learning.

Watching Liu Yuhao cook tea is simply a super enjoyment, the movements are like flowing water, sophisticated but not clumsy; The look is calm, and there is already a bit of charm in it.

After the tea was boiled, Liu Yuhao put the scoop of tea soup scooped out for the second time into the bowl. The color of the tea soup is light yellow and the aroma is pure. Seeing it, Qi Lao nodded with satisfaction, and leaned over to smell the tea.

Ahem, ahem

Finding that he seemed to have forgotten his original intention today, Qi Lao hurriedly coughed a few times.

"Teacher, are you not feeling well today?"

After serving tea with both hands, Liu Yuhao hurriedly walked behind Qi Lao and gently patted Qi Lao's back, Qi Lao closed his eyes and tasted the tea cooked by his disciple for a long time without speaking.

After a tour of tea, the old man stood up.

"Come with me."

There was a bit of sternness in the old man's voice. Qi Laojing went to the room in the study. That room is Qi Lao's collection room, and under normal circumstances, no one can enter it, and now that he has the opportunity to study, Liu Yuhao is overjoyed. The carbon fire followed upside down.

"I heard you went to gamble on stones yesterday? Do you feel that your wings are stiff and you can take off on your own? ”

As a master of jade carving, although Qi Lao has been sealing the knife for many years, but after all, his old man is a Taishan Beidou-style figure in the jade carving world.

A piece of high-grade material could not have entered the eyes of Qi Lao, and in this life, Qi Lao did not know how many high-grade jadeite had passed in his hands. However, when Qi Lao heard that the person who solved the jade was actually his own closed disciple and proud protégé Liu Yuhao, a black line suddenly appeared in his mind, and the whole person stayed on the spot.

"Hehe, that's someone unraveled the unwanted scrap, I wanted to use it to practice my hands, so I bought it, and I didn't know that I actually solved such a good jade in it later."

Liu Yuhao didn't dare to tell anyone about the mysterious function of his Eight Brocade Technique, even the old man Qi who treated him like a descendant.