Master Mao glanced at Yun Lanxuan and then continued to drink tea.

Okay, so Yun Lanxuan found out very bitterly that he had directly become a little guy who poured water and waited for people.

And this Master Mao was still saying while drinking tea: "This tea is really good, I have never drunk it, what kind of tea is this!" ”

Yun Lanxuan really wanted to scratch the wall a few times with his claws now, as long as this was the case, then he would feel that the crazy feeling in his heart could be better.

But the problem is that he can't do this now, if he really does this, then his old face can't hang up at all, and what should he do if he scares this Master Mao?

There are all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but the most important thing is that he has already greeted the eighteenth generation of Master Mao's ancestors cordially countless times.

Damn, he actually sold the old with the old, and actually asked his dignified Young Master Lan Xuan to pour tea for him.

Besides, pour the tea, pour the tea, but you have to have a head, but as soon as this old man drinks the tea, it seems to be an infinite water-absorbing spirit beast, although he has no head when he drinks it, Yun Lanxuan is very bitter and wants to say that the tea leaves in his teapot have been changed five times now, and there are more than a dozen people sitting around and there is no such thing as being able to drink tea!

Yun Lanxuan is now dissatisfied in his heart, although he has been controlling it very well, not letting his face show the slightest! But people say that people are old and fine, especially people like Master Mao, you can see at a glance what Yun Lanxuan is thinking in his heart.

So Master Mao smiled meaningfully, but this strange smile looked at Yun Lanxuan's eyes, he was satisfied with bitterness, and there was a bitter taste in his heart, which was really not good.

But Yun Lanxuan is not a fool after all, he quickly reorganized his mood, and then said to Master Mao: "Master Mao, this tea is our Yun clan's own tea, no matter how many years have passed in the cloud valley, these tea trees grow in the cloud valley, only one month a year when the clouds and mist fade before they can be picked, and they can't go too far, otherwise they will never come out again, it can be said that every year when picking tea, the Yun clan will lose some characters, But the taste of this cloud tea is so delicious, as long as you drink it once, you will feel unstoppable! ”

When Master Mao heard Yun Lanxuan say this, the smile on his face became even stronger: "No wonder the old man has never drunk such a good tea, alas! ”

Yun Lanxuan said cleverly this time: "If Master Mao wants to drink Yunwu tea all the time, then it is naturally okay for Master Mao to agree to cooperate with me!" ”

Master Mao's eyes rolled, and then he looked at Yun Lanxuan just smiling at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't speak.

A young man is stared at like this by an old man with a chrysanthemum face, and it is okay for a while, but once he is stared at for too long, even a thick-skinned person can't stand it.

So now Yun Lanxuan was finally stared at a little unbearable, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said to Master Mao: "Does that Master Mao have any opinions, as long as Master Mao can agree, then I can send tea to Master Mao every year!" ”