Today, it seems that she can't be forced out of anything.

Her defenses were ingrained, and he seemed to be too impatient.

The corners of the cold and hard lips, a faint wry smile, rippled open, just like the feeling of bitter tea, very bitter, but there is an inexplicable comfort and sweetness in the bitterness.

He wrapped his hands around Rong Qiao and hugged Rong Qiao into his arms, his fingers curled and flicked her forehead.

"Seventeen, everyone says that you are the first emperor in the world, but today it seems to be in vain. How can you take this king's joke seriously? Even if it is ten Rong Qiao today, how can they compete with the huge profits brought by the Tea King Competition? In business, this king just wants to test you, but I didn't expect you to be more serious. But this king is a little disappointed. ”

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled a little wickedly.

"I hope that on the Tea King Competition, Seventeen Mo will disappoint this king again." There was a bit of regret in his eyes, and there seemed to be a bit of chuckle and self-deprecation.

Seeing that Rong Qiao's heart was uneven, she raised her eyebrows, and the flame-like raging fire bloomed red and gorgeous above the clear eye waves.

"You, you-cold-faced man, you wait and see, see who has the last laugh, hum-" Unexpectedly, she was tricked by him again, and Rong Qiao was depressed.

She gritted her teeth and walked quickly, secretly swearing in her heart, damn cold-faced man, damn Gong Huangjue, after the Tea King Competition, you will cry.

She was so angry that she didn't care about Gong Huang Jue behind her, and walked quickly, her shoulders that kept shrugging fell into a pair of deep and cold beautiful black eyes behind her.

His gaze kept falling on her, never taking a step away.

Looking at the naturally cold city wall on her body, slowly melting in anger, the faint bitter smile on the corner of his lips gradually became intense.

Seventeen, why is it that you can only get rid of the coldness of that body if you are constantly provoked? When will you be able to defend against this king? Can the hidden pain that is hidden in your heart be removed by this king?

Will that day be far away?

He sighed softly and stared at the ethereal figure in front of him.

Maybe what Gong Huangjue didn't know was that under the circumstances he didn't expect, that day came so quickly, so fast that it became a stab in the hearts of him and her, and the injury was bloody to each other.

Under the involvement of the government, the Tea King Race was arranged in Suzhou Qingxue Villa.

The tea merchants participating in the Tea King Competition are the top tea masters from all over the country, and they can start from the color, aroma and variety of tea, and brew tea with different amounts of famous springs of different places, different places and different water species, so that the guests present at the Tea King Competition can taste.

I heard that the main judge of this tea king competition was personally appointed by the current emperor, and the whereabouts of the tea supervisor were mysterious.

After a few days of busy work, Rong Qiao and Gong Huangjue checked the information of their strong opponents, and found out what varieties of tea would be used in the competition.

Since the top tea varieties are almost the same in everyone's hands, if you want to get the first place in the Tea King Competition, the quality of the tea itself is not enough, but you also need to start in other aspects in order to stand out in the Tea King Competition and occupy the first place.

Therefore, Rong Qiao locked himself in the Suzhou Pavilion and thought about it for a day and a night, but he still couldn't have a clue.

Push open the window with both hands and let the cool breeze indoors, sweeping away the stuffy smell of the room and bringing a refreshing smell.

The oncoming cold wind eased her hot head a little, and her irritable mood gradually faded. The door creaked and was gently pushed open.

On the side of the door, a ray of bright sunlight swept straight in, sweeping away the desertion of a room. A handsome figure, he stood there faintly.

is still dressed in black and black-haired, but today's eyes are less violent and cruel cold when they first met, and more warm and soft. In the deep black pupils, due to the refraction of sunlight, some faint golden lines spread out from around his eyes.

The flying sword eyebrows entered the sideburns, and a few strands of decadent bright green silk fell slightly.

The corners of the eyes were slightly raised, and the usual coldness overflowed from under the slightly trembling thick eyelashes. The thin corners of his cold and hard lips were slightly stiff, mixed with the slight fragrance of pine nuts emanating from his body in the air, and it smelled very good.

Rong Qiao looked at Gong Huangjue in front of him and was slightly stunned.

"Is there something wrong?" Qing Yue's voice trembled slightly.

The corners of Gong Huangjue's lips were raised, and his deep and stunning black pupils stared at Rong Qiao without any impurities.

"Seventeen." He habitually picked up a strand of green silk from her, bypassing his clean, slender fingers. "Have you forgotten what day it is?"

Rong Qiao heard him mention something, and suddenly woke up, and then she covered her lips with her hands and exclaimed, "It's miserable! Today is the day when the Tea King event begins. ”

She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and pulled Gong Huangjue over. "Then what are we doing here stupidly, hurry up and go to Qingxue Villa, it's too late, there will be nothing."

Gong Huangjue's good-looking eyes looked at her with a narrow smile. “

Are you sure you wear this outfit to the Tea King Tournament? ”

Rong Qiao followed his stubborn light, and then looked at the transparent pajamas she was wearing, she quickly grabbed her hands and wrapped her body tightly. raised his eyes and glared at Gong Huangjue fiercely.

"If you don't hurry up, I'll change my clothes and come out." For some reason, her face turned red inexplicably.

Gong Huangjue smiled, and under the impetus of her hands, he slowly retreated to the door and turned his back.

"Seventeen, there's still half an hour to go, so there's no need to rush so much." He kindly proposed, but with a three-point smile like a spring breeze in his tone.

Rong Qiao was ashamed and annoyed, she quickly stepped into the inner room, quickly changed out of the transparent pajamas on her body, and took out a set of plain and elegant clothes from the baggage and put them on.

After about a cup of tea, Rong Qiao had already finished dressing, she stepped out, opened the door with both hands, and happened to bump into Gong Huangjue, who heard the noise, when he turned around.

His deep and bright eyes, looking down at her makeup, smiled under his eyes, and overflowed faintly through the slightly upturned corners of his eyes.

Rong Qiao in front of him was wearing a moon-white butterfly pattern corset, a smoky silver floral silk gown, and a goose yellow light-colored elegant skirt.

Wearing a light yellow gold silk ribbon of the same color crescent, lazily scattered with the wind on the scattered green silk, an emerald green fragrant snow hairpin, through the bun, hangs a string of translucent pearls at the drop of the hairpin.

She is faintly heroic in her beauty, and her brilliance is charming, just the spring plum blossoming snow, and the autumn hui frost. The white and tender neck, slightly exposed, the cheeks are pink, if the glow reflects the clear and clear water, the eyes are full, and the moon shines on the cold river.

When Gong Huangjue stared at Rong Qiao, he looked at it, and there was an obsessive color in his eyes.

Rong Qiao saw Gong Huangjue staring straight at her, and the faintly beating fire in her eyes made her feel uneasy.

"That, that, cold-faced man, I'm fine, let's go to Qingxue Mountain Villa." She really wanted to avoid his passionate gaze, which made her heart tremble.

Gong Huangjue knew that Rong Qiao's instinctive defense had appeared again, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly and gently took her hand.

"Let's go, the carriage has been waiting outside for a long time."

Along the way, Gong Huangjue no longer looked at Rong Qiao's face, even if he accidentally met her face occasionally, he just glanced at it in a hurry, then turned his head to the window and looked at the scenery elsewhere.

Rong Qiao stayed in the carriage, she felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and the air was a little stuffy.

But she had no choice but to endure.

Fortunately, Qingxue Mountain Villa was not very far, and after the carriage walked for about two hours, as she closed her eyes and opened her eyes, she arrived outside the gate of Qingxue Mountain Villa in a blink of an eye.

"Seventeen, it's here, get off." Gong Huangjue got out of the car first, he pulled the curtain and stretched out his hand to Rong Qiao in the carriage.

Rong Qiao felt that she was too cautious to refuse Gong Huangjue, so she held his hand generously, and with his strength, he landed firmly on the ground.

Standing in front of the gate of Qingxue Villa, looking up at the tall plaque, looking at the four big characters with elegant strokes, Rong Qiao's beautiful lips, and a faint smile.

Gong Huangjue glanced at Rong Qiao from the side. "Seventeen, let's go in."

At this moment, the sun is shining on the earth, and the golden light pierces the classical and heavy gate, Gong Huangjue carries Rong Qiao, and the two of them are ready to step into the Qingxue Villa.

Behind them, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

"The Tea King Race Master has arrived!"

The familiar voice shook Rong Qiao, who was stepping on, and she suddenly turned around and looked straight at the four-person Tsing Yi sedan chair that landed steadily behind her.

She felt her breathing begin to become a little unsteady, and her eyes were fixed on the sedan door, almost clenching her fists.

That action, that look, made Gong Huangjue beside him squint his eyes slightly.

The cold gaze brought an invisible pressure and went straight towards the car door.

The sparkling jade hand made of flawless jade sensed a powerful dark force at the moment when he poked out of the sedan door, and there was a faint murderous aura hidden in this power.

The young man sitting in the sedan chair, the narrow phoenix eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, he stared and thought, who had such a cold breath, as if as long as he moved his fingers slightly, the other party might be crushed in his power.

"Get off the sedan chair." The low voice did not hear the slightest fear.

The young man came out of the sedan chair, his face was like a peach blossom, his eyes were like stars, and he was dressed in a red robe with gold edges, like a blazing morning sun, dazzling and dazzling, which could not be ignored.

He, a pair of eyes are bottomless, but as clear and clear as crystals soaked in water, the corners of the slightly raised phoenix eyes, flowing with a faint charm and charming.

His pure pupils and enchanting phoenix eyes are wonderfully fused into a very beautiful demeanor, thin lips like water, glowing with faint light, even if he stands there quietly, he is also handsome and dusty, and his charm is transcendent, giving people a sense of nobility and Qinghua.

But seeing that he followed the source of the cold aura, his gaze fell lightly on Gong Huangjue.

As soon as his gaze touched his deep and silent stunning black pupils, Mo Yutang's phoenix eyes made waves.