seventeen

"I've seen the Holy Maiden."

"How did Gongzi's illness come to be so ordinary in the past two days?" Yi Qiang smiled uncomfortably in return.

"Delicious food, beautiful scenery, beauty, no matter how you look at it, there is no reason to refuse."

"It's like someone invited you~" Yi muttered to himself.

Xi Mian got up and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I am cooking tea with the holy maiden, so the son quickly sits down and tastes it." ”

Gongzi glanced sideways, and said to Xi Mian with a smile: "It would be a pity if you missed your craft." As he spoke, he knelt down in his shirt, took the teacup handed over by Ximian, tasted it, and sighed: "Fine ...... Your tea-making skills are really unmatched, and after the aftertaste, it seems to be a little enlightened? Hearing him say this, Xi Mian and Yi both looked at him with a look of surprise, and when Gongzi saw her two like this, he asked a little confused: "What did I say wrong?" ”

"Can you actually taste the artistic conception of fine tea?" Yi sighed: "The people of the mortal world are full of grains, except for the swaddling child, there are few wisdom roots, and you don't want to have a child's disease, but you have it, this is a gift from God." ”

Gongzi smiled helplessly: "Are you praising me or flattening me?" ”

"Hahaha~ Naturally praising you~" Gongzi looked at her helplessly and the two of them laughed together. After laughing, he cleared his throat and asked Gongziji, "Why are you here today?" Don't say you're here to taste tea~"

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