It's 7 p.m.!

Night has already fallen, and the lights on the street are beginning to get on the car, and there is an endless bustling blur!

The winter in the south is not as bitter as in the north.

But in Tianhe City today, the sky always looks a little gloomy, with sporadic light rain falling silently, mixed with a hint of cool breeze, which always brings a chill.

Zhao Xiaotian stood motionless outside the gate of the Imperial Capital Hotel, staring at the bright and flickering neon lights in a daze, his expression calm and making it impossible to see the slightest ripples.

This is the third day of coming to Tianhe City!

This is the first time in three days that I have walked out of the hotel door. For some reason, there is always a feeling of being in a different world!

Ye Qingqing didn't speak, just let him hold his thighs and soft little waist with both hands, and hold her in his arms with this intimate posture!

Although he is still a little shy and embarrassed, he has long been accustomed to getting along day and night during this time!

is even too greedy and infatuated, in the past few days, this man has been with her every step of the way, that is too real and intoxicating gentleness and spoiling!

Maybe in the near future, she and him are destined to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, destined to be strangers! But to be able to do so, I am satisfied!

In front of this person, she is too humble to be qualified or dare to expect anything!

Although she is highly poisoned, these few days are undoubtedly the happiest and most unforgettable time in her life!

The best memory!

At this time, he finally couldn't help it anymore, and a pair of jade arms gently wrapped around his neck, making his face close to his chest, and his expression was as calm as water.

It's just that unconsciously, there was an inexplicable stinging pain in my heart, and there were faint tears flickering in my eyes!

This is the fourth day of poison in my body!

There is no time for the poison to soak into the viscera and then return to the heavens, even if Da Luo Jinxian can't do anything about it, there is only a little more than the last day left!

No matter whether this game with the Tang Sect is a success or failure, no matter whether the antidote is finally obtained or not, everything should be over!

She's not afraid of death!

I'm only afraid, from now on, I won't be able to feel his tenderness again!

At this time, Zhao Xiaotian obviously found her, and her mood was a little sad and lonely.

He stared down at her, staring at the tears that flickered in her beautiful eyes, and his expression froze. For a while, he just smiled indifferently, "Are you afraid?" ”

Ye Qingqing shook his head slightly, his head arched into his arms, and his neck tightened.

"Just don't be afraid!" Zhao Xiaotian sighed lightly, but his expression suddenly became a little playful, "No matter how bold I Zhao Xiaotian is, I won't be able to joke about the life and death of my daughter-in-law!" ”

Immediately after, she muttered something she didn't understand, "It's been three days, and the fire has burned hard enough!" It's time to go and meet for a while, the ghost and god uncle who can't be suppressed for a long time......"

Immediately, he just hugged her and strode towards the Range Rover in front of him.

Gently put her in the passenger seat, started the car, and slowly drove out.

……

In less than half an hour, Land Rover stopped in front of a private club called "Jin Chamber of Commerce" in the city's West Third Ring Road.

The scale of the hall is not large, but it is only a four-story building, and the buildings with blue tiles and red bricks have a history of more than 100 years, and some old walls are full of the precipitation of time and the vicissitudes of history.

Outside the hall, there is a small garden, and the courtyard wall is crawled with a kind of tender green vine plants, making this place more like a paradise under the hustle and bustle of the city, quiet and peaceful!

Above the vermilion solid wood gate, on a black plaque, the four big characters of "Jin Chamber of Commerce Hall" Zhang Xu wild grass dragon flying phoenix dance, let the precipitation here precipitate an antique cultural heritage.

On the third floor of the hall, the entire floor has been renovated as a tea house, except for a few coffee table sofas in the center, surrounded by dark red pear blossom wood carved panes divided into tea houses!

Simple and ancient, all using the classical design techniques of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties!

Because it was night, naturally there were no guests!

The background music played was the song "Nianhua" that he Zhao Xiaotian gave to Murong Ruxue back then, the melodious melody lingered in every corner, and there was a little intoxicating sadness in the tranquility!

When Zhao Xiaotian held Ye Qingqing and slowly walked into the teahouse, he saw at a glance that an old man was sitting in a teahouse near the window at the top corner!

An old man in his nineties, wearing a simple blue robe, and his long hair was as white as snow. The figure looks a little thin, less than one meter six tall, and the back is very rickety!

The wrinkled face is full of vicissitudes and bitterness left by the ruthless years, and the whole body is shrouded in a kind of desolation that is about to die, and half of the oil lamp is dried into the ground!

In front of it, there is a set of pure mahogany tea table, the teapot is the treasure purple clay pot of the official kiln during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, the genuine antique gadgets of hundreds of years, the tea is not found on the market at all before the Qingming rain fishing, the water for boiling tea, is the early morning lotus dew collected by a special person!

And behind the old man, there stood a man in his forties!

Dressed in a black power suit, two meters tall, tall and mighty almost perverted, with well-developed muscles and a rough appearance, like a hill!

His bearded face was covered with horizontal flesh, and his whole body was full of intimidating explosiveness.

At his waist, he carried a long knife on his shoulder. The scabbard is black throughout, carved with a dark dragon pattern. The vigorous and powerful right hand clutches the hilt of the knife, and the knuckles are white!

The knife is unsheathed, but it is like a hoodoo from hell, and the cold of death is always permeated with it!

In this way, the eight winds did not move and stood in place like Mount Tai, and the old monk did not have the slightest expression on his face, as if he had no seven emotions and six desires at all, and he could not see the slightest emotional fluctuation!

At this time, the old man's face was calm and calm to the extreme, and he was brewing a pot of tea unhurriedly and carefully, and his expression was already beyond the mortal!

Boiling tea, washing tea, smelling the fragrance, every link, every detail, has already been interpreted to the extreme, which can be called perfect!

Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, calm and indifferent! Too much wisdom to see the world, too much to see through the indifference of the world.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or the calculation of time is too accurate, when Zhao Xiaotian walked into the teahouse with Ye Qingqing in his arms, he just stepped out of the staircase, and a pot of tea had just been cooked!

The tender green tea leaves are stretched out in the teapot, dancing beautifully, with the steaming heat, the air has been filled with bursts of refreshing fragrance, after all, to this bitter winter, bring some rare vitality and hope.

At this time, the old man breathed a long sigh of relief, his rickety body trembled slightly, took out a white hand towel from his arms, and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead. It's like making such a pot of tea, which has consumed all his energy!

Then he picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, no more, no less, just seven points full!

Raising his head, he looked at Zhao Xiaotian, who had just arrived in the distance in front of him, and a somewhat indifferent smile appeared on his old face, "Zhao Gongzi, please take a seat!" ”

(End of chapter)