Night Hades paused.

Reach out and take it.

The hot teacup, ironing his cold hands, gradually became warm.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the tea that was unusually colored, like a black medicinal soup.

Sideways eyes, looking at the woman who didn't look like a teacher at all, crossed Erlang's legs, drinking tea, and idly shaking her legs.

Then he set his eyes on the tea in her cup.

Well, it's the same black, and I think it's drinkable.

So, he lowered his head and took a sip.

Instantaneous.

It seems to be spicy, and it seems to be thick, mixed with the sour taste that can't tell whether it is sour or bitter, which hits the top of the brain.

made his expressionless face suddenly turn a thin red.

I couldn't help but cough with my mouth pursed, and even a little sweat appeared on my forehead.

He coughed a little loudly.

Let the bear children who were copying notes turn their heads to look at him.

At this moment, the inexplicable thought of 'sick Shih' crossed their minds.

Until there is a click.

I don't know if he coughed too hard, or what, the teacup he held in his hand shattered into pieces and was suspended in the palm of his hand.

The bear children shook at this time, and quickly withdrew their eyes and darkened their abdomen.

is worthy of being a friend of a perverted woman, even if she looks stunning, force is also a scary death.

On the contrary, it was Teacher Si, who looked at him a little strangely, and asked slowly:

"Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"

【……】

No, it's not his problem, it's your demon tea's problem.

The system looked at this very innocent woman in front of him without saying a word, and really couldn't understand, what kind of loss was she?

Let everyone who has drunk the tea she has made with her own hands look like a 'terminally ill' look, and no one is an exception.

The main thing is -

She still thinks it's delicious?

I really don't understand!

And, hearing her words, Ye Mingyan looked sideways at her.

To be exact, seeing that she had already drunk and refilled another cup of tea, her eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Nothing."

He flicked his fingertips.

The broken teacups and tea that floated in the palm of his hand turned to ashes and dissipated into the air.

This hand is almost the same as the hand that Teacher Si played with yesterday, so that Bai Jiao, who supported his chin and squinted, stared at them, darkened his eyes.

The cultivation of these two people, I'm afraid that there is really no distinction between them.

I really didn't expect this dead woman to be so powerful.

Tut~

Maybe, she can really do it-

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that when they met yesterday, this woman asked him what he wanted.

Except that she can't kill Ye Yingyan, and she can't let her commit suicide by herself, it seems that the rest can be done.

If that's the case—

He scraped his chin, thoughts welling up in his eyes.

Perhaps—

"Do you still want to drink?"

Since this man said that it was okay, then it should be fine.

So, Teacher Si, who had a big heart, opened the drawer of his desk, took out a brand-new teacup from it, and prepared to pour another cup for Ye Mingyan.

“…… Need not. ”

Ye Mingyan stretched out his hand, stopped her movements, and refused to drink the strange-tasting demon tea again.

"Oh."

Teacher Si was not reluctant, pushed the teacup in front of him, and signaled him when he wanted to drink and when to pour it, no need to be polite.

Ye Mingyan was silent for a while, but he didn't even look at the cup anymore, thinking that he had made up his mind and didn't drink it anymore.

The corners of the system's mouth twitched.

Yes, the thousand-year-old monster can't hold this woman's demon tea, so how sour is that thing?