So he replied coldly:

"Nope."

Dissatisfied.

Ye Ranbai was confused for a moment, and then he understood his brother.

The brother must be saying that he is not dissatisfied.

This was a misunderstanding.

"Thank Your Holiness for your affirmation, and we will concentrate more on the art of tea."

Shanhe was confused by Ye Ran's vernacular, but he quickly reacted that the other party misunderstood.

A white lie, not a lie.

It's not a big deal, Shanhe thinks that this misunderstanding has nothing to do with it.

If it were someone else, Shanhe would definitely clarify this misunderstanding.

But he also knows about some of the Shenzong tea blenders, which are a group of pure people.

In the bottom of my heart, I have a good impression of them.

The other party is so straightforward, not like others in the Divine Sect, twisting and turning.

Shanhe stopped a faint 'um' sound, indicating a response.

Brother gave face, Ye Ranbai was quite happy, directly took out the new tea, and said with some excitement:

"The sisters said that His Holiness didn't like the previous tea, so I took out the latest tea, and if I can get His Holiness's comments, it will be worth it!"

Hearing the tea, Shanhezhi's hand quietly tightened.

He, he didn't want to drink.

Over there, Ye Dye Bai opened his mouth again, still deeply in love for the tea ceremony:

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night, this tea of nine peonyes, let His Holiness taste it first, and there are no regrets in this life."

A cup of tea, rising to the position of the Great Avenue of Righteousness, is also faintly related to the other party's Dao heart.

Shanhe felt that something was wrong, but Nian decided to take a sip when he ran to the Divine Sect as a guest and occupied other people's resources.

It's not some poison, so why bother?

Ye Ranbai put the tea in the pot in front of his brothers, then poured in the hot spiritual spring water and shook it.

Take out the teacup and pour it directly into it.

At the tip of the nose, there is a vague smell of coriander.

Watching the other party's tea-making program, it was too simple, like mixing medicine in water, Shanhe was a little confused, and euphemistically expressed his doubts: "Okay? ”

As soon as the brother reminded him, Ye Ranbai reacted, he was too fast to take up the post, and his professional skills were not equipped well.

Remedied: "The road is simple. This tea is brewed like this, so that it will have the purest taste. ”

"Your Holiness, enjoy."

The green tea is handed to hand.

Shanhe has a slight regret, but he must do what he says and promise others.

Holding the tea, the mountains and rivers were silent for three seconds.

Tea contains a lot of spiritual power.

Ye Ranbai watched expectantly as the teacup touched his brother's mouth, and then the brother, gently, slowly, touched a small sip of tea with his lips.

If it weren't for the lack of tea, Ye Ranbai would have suspected that her brother was pretending to drink tea and deceive her feelings.

"Venerable?"

Ye Ranbai found that his brother was in a daze, and couldn't help but call.

Drink a cup of tea, can you still fugue?

"Stand down."

Shanhe stopped suddenly speaking.

Before he could make a wave, Ye Ranbai was pushed away by a spiritual power, and he was driven out of the hospital in a blink of an eye.

The expected comments have become a chassing, and Ye Ranbai's smart little brain can't see through his brother anymore.

Back in the house, Ye Ranbai was surrounded by the little sister with braids and the tear mole girl.

"How?"

Recalling the performance of his brothers, Ye Ranbai thought that tea was not a big problem. The conclusion that I didn't give her tea may be a personality problem of the brother himself.

Think about it and be honest with your answer.

"The fact that His Holiness does not drink tea is a misunderstanding. Just now, he left my tea. "Kicked me out.

These words, at first glance, are a recognition of Ye Dye Bai New Tea.

The two of them took it for granted that Jiu Peony New Tea was successful, and they were affirmed by the sword idiot.

The addition of a new flavor of tea to the tea ceremony is progress.

The pure-minded tea blenders can't help but share their joy with each other.