Poison Concubine Playing Evil King: Miss Beast Controlling

Master Mao glanced at Yun Lanxuan and continued drinking tea.

Well, so Yun Lanxuan found out very bitterly that he had been directly reduced to a servant who poured water and waited on people.

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

Now Yun Lanxuan really wants to use his claws to scratch the wall fiercely, as long as he does this, then he will feel that the crazy feeling in his heart can be better.

But the problem is that he absolutely can't do this now. If he really does this, then his old face can't be kept at all. Besides, what should I do if I scare this Master Mao?

There are all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but the most common one is that he has already greeted the eighteen generations of Master Mao's ancestors cordially countless times.

Damn, he actually sells his elders with his old age, and asks his majestic young master Lan Xuan to pour tea for him.

Besides, pour tea as long as you pour tea, but you have to have a head, but when this old man drinks tea, he is like an infinite water-absorbing spirit beast. Although he has no head after drinking tea, Yun Lanxuan is very bitter I have changed the tea leaves in my teapot five times now, and it is impossible for a dozen people to sit around and drink tea like this!

Yun Lanxuan has all kinds of dissatisfaction in his heart now, although he has been controlling it very well, not letting it show on his face!But people say that people are mature, especially people like Master Mao, who can tell what Yun Lanxuan is thinking at the bottom of his heart with just one glance.

So Master Mao smiled meaningfully, but in Yun Lanxuan's eyes, he was satisfied with this weird smile, and the unspeakable bitterness in his heart was really not good.

But Yun Lanxuan is not an idiot after all, he quickly regained his composure, and then said to Master Mao: "Master Mao, this tea is our own tea from the Yun Clan, no matter how much tea has passed here in Yungu, Every year is shrouded in clouds and mist, and these tea trees grow in the cloud valley. Only one month of each year can the clouds and mist thin down before they can be picked, and they must not go too far, otherwise they will never come out again. , it can be said that the Yun clan will lose some people every year when picking tea, but the taste of this Yunwu tea is really delicious, as long as you drink it once, you will feel unable to stop!"

When Master Mao heard what Yun Lanxuan said, the smile on his face became wider: "No wonder I have never had such a good tea, alas!"

Yun Lanxuan interfaced cleverly this time: "If Master Mao wants to drink Yunwu tea all the time, then as long as the master agrees to cooperate with me, everything will be fine!"

Master Mao rolled his eyes, and then looked at Yun Lanxuan, who just smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, but didn't speak.

It's okay for a young man to be stared at by an old man with a chrysanthemum face for a while, but once he is stared at for too long, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't bear it.

So now Yun Lanxuan finally couldn't stand being stared at, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said to Master Mao: "Does Master Mao have any opinions? As long as Master Mao can agree, then I can do it for Mao every year." Master brings tea!"