"No, sir, I was afraid that you would not be able to sleep at night after drinking too much tea, so I only put a few leaves. But the tea tastes good, sir, can you try it? ”

Even the real dogleg talked.

Feng Yu glanced at the floating leaves in disgust, and his bony fingers tapped on the teacup, picked it up, and gently sipped it.

The taste of tea is very light, but there is an aftertaste between his lips and teeth, which makes him feel very comfortable.

He put down his teacup and was noncommittal.

Lian Zhenzhen didn't frown at him, and estimated that he agreed with her words in his heart.

She secretly laughed inwardly, and then cleared her throat, "Sir, I'll do a magic trick for you tonight." ”

Feng Yu leaned back in the chair, his pupils were deep, and he replied with a deep "um".

Lian Zhenzhen took out props from his bag, a stack of hard paper, a table tennis ball, and a rectangular prop.

"Look, sir, now this table tennis ......"

"Wait......"

Before he could finish the truth, he was interrupted by Feng Yu.

Feng Yu reached out and picked up the ping pong ball from her palm.

When the fingertips touched her skin, it seemed to leave a string of small flames, slowly scorching her.

She shrank her arm slightly uncomfortably.

Feng Yu picked up the table tennis ball, watched it again, and then looked at the black cloth and rectangular props again.

Lian Zhenzhen remembered that she had coaxed him with fake props, so he was on guard?

After the inspection, Feng Yu put the table tennis ball back into Lian Zhenzhen's sincerity, supported his jaw with one hand, and looked down at Lian Zhenzhen's performance.

Lian Zhenzhen pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice, "Sir, you see, this table tennis ball is big and round, this paper is square and hard, and this prop is black and long......"

"......" Feng Yu.

He looked at Lian Zhenzhen with the eyes of a fool, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Now, I'm going to stuff this ping-pong ball on top of the props and wrap it in paper...... One layer on the left, one layer on the right, one layer on the other, one layer on the next......"

Lian Zhenzhen muttered in his mouth, like a goddess.

She didn't stop until she covered the table tennis ball with all the paper.

"Ah...... Sir, you don't know what I'm going to do, do you? I'm telling you, I'm going to make the ping-pong ball in the paper disappear, before that, sir, do you think I have a problem with this? Then let you check again. ”

Lian Zhenzhen pinched the ping-pong ball and the cardboard, and pushed the props in front of Feng Yu.

Feng Yu glanced at the props and nodded, looking like there was nothing wrong.

Lian Zhenzhen smiled, covered the hardpaper on the props, and after reciting a few words of "Ma Mi Ma Li", he suddenly lifted the hard paper, and there was no table tennis ball inside.

Feng Yu frowned, leaned in, and saw that there was no dark grid above the rectangular props, and there were no ping pong balls in the paper, so he couldn't help but restrain his eyebrows.

"Hahaha......" Lian Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh when he saw him thinking seriously.

Feng Yu raised his eyes, facing the pair of sparkling eyes, his heart was stunned, and then he looked away and said arrogantly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Sir, I won't reveal the secret yet, guess what."

Feng Yu pursed his lips and snorted in his heart.

She still dares to sell off with him?

Who gave her the confidence?

He tapped lightly on the table, and saw that the ping-pong ball appeared in her palm again.

She pushed everything to him, "Sir, if you have time, you can practice on your own." ”