Chapter 57: The First Pot of Tea Brewed in the Mosquito Life
Lingxiao Palace.
When I came back, the front of the courtyard was empty, and the nasty ghost of the qin sound was gone, so I was taken to the study by Gong'e for a while, and found Long Ling.
"You washed it?"
I nodded vigorously, and the white crane said that this clothes were spelled, and they would only be cleaned if they were patiently washed.
"Heh... It's only been a few moments, and you're done? Long Ling on the desk suddenly stopped correcting and looked at me with a sneer.
I nodded vigorously again, Bai He said that you must not confess him, otherwise you will be annoyed.
"And what do you remember?"
What comes to mind? I was so dazed by his sudden question, that I couldn't think of any more memories I should have.
Because of the shame of washing clothes until your hands hurt and you don't see a clean memory? Or is it because the bastard in front of me unleashed a spell to play with my anger?
I shook my head, he stared at me for a long time, as if he was looking for something, but I didn't have what he wanted.
Maybe it's to see if I'm lying, but what he doesn't know is that I'm really lying, although my heart is firm, but if his gaze stays a little longer, maybe I will confess the white crane with a weak heart! Unfortunately, he withdrew his gaze and continued to invest in the desk.
The desk was full of large and small memorabilia, and I gave a few shallow glances, all of which were big and small things in the army.
Where is the chaos, please suppress.
A certain general wants to take a day off, who has a dispute and asks for punishment or something...
In this way, this bastard Long Ling is also quite busy, and he has to read everything one by one.
Ay? No, I forgot something!
Suddenly I woke up and quickly asked, "Okay, I finished the first thing, but what about the second thing?" ”
Under my flattering inquiry, he did not answer, and continued to read with a red pen, and I was not good to continue to ask, until he approved three more books, and he said intently: "Go and make me a pot of tea." ”
I blinked, it's that simple? And that's the second thing?
I have to say that Long Ling is still quite kind in his heart.
I smiled and went out to find Gong'e, asking about the tea table and tea leaves.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Long Ling said loudly: "Where are you going?" ”
"Make tea." I turned to look at him, thinking he was going to add something.
"You don't have to look for it, I'll settle it for you." An inexplicable sentence, before I understood it, he conjured up a set of tea tables for me on the side...
There was a coffee table, a teapot, and tea leaves on the tea table, and even the hot water was prepared for me...
This spell is really convenient, let Xingli Immortal teach me another day~
"Don't think about Long Xingli!" As soon as I returned to the tea table, Long Ling killed him coldly, and after looking at his cannibalistic gaze, I quickly stopped smiling, and he put his cannibalistic gaze back on the desk and continued to work hard.
I didn't expect him to be so engrossed that he could see what I was thinking.
I brushed my frightened little heart, not trying to be like a madman, after all, I was the only one who suffered.
If only I had the same cultivation as he did.
I sighed and began to look at the table, remembering that making tea is very simple, just pour the tea leaves into the teapot, then brew with hot water, pour the tea soup from the teapot into the teacup, and the tea is ready.
So I did this, and when I was done, I looked at the color, and then smelled the tea, which was red and fragrant, and it was a good cup of tea.
But this tea is a little red and black, but I didn't think much about it, maybe it's the variety of tea.
I'm very happy that the first pot of tea for mosquitoes was so successful, and I am really talented.
I handed it to him triumphantly, but he didn't smell and look at it like I did, and drank it directly under the lid of the tea.
"How? Delicious, right? I asked anxiously.
He lowered his thin lips and didn't speak, gently covered the tea lid and put it in front of the table, and smiled slowly for a long time: "This tea is really good." ”
Hearing his compliment, my heart instantly burst with joy: "Really? To tell you the truth, this is my first time soaking, awesome! ”
"Well, it's amazing to have such a result for the first time, and the tea has been soaked by you, right?"
His compliment again made my smile wider, and I nodded, and then he handed me the teacup and smiled softly, "Here, you can taste it." ”
Delighted, I took the teacup and took a big gulp, but before I could swallow it, my smile suddenly faded...
I only felt a strong bitter taste spread in my mouth, and I squirted out directly with a poof, and snorted vigorously
Failed to drive out the bitterness.
Could it be that all good teas are so bitter?
I just don't know why, but before I could finish sighing, there seemed to be a fire burning in front of me.
With doubts, I opened my bitter gourd face, and I saw Long Ling with a black line...
He clenched his fists and suppressed his anger, and his face and body were full of tea squirted by me....
At this moment, I couldn't care about the bitterness in my mouth anymore, so I turned around and ran away, shouting that it was not good.
"Where to run!?" And as soon as I acted, the volcano erupted...
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