Adorable Concubine from Heaven: The arrogant prince only pets snacks

Chapter 81: No Culture Is Terrible

In Mingzhu's view, Minglan, as the daughter of the Ming family, has already reached her age, so she should abide by the defense of men and women, instead of looking for Jingye so carelessly.

"Brother, just let me go with you." Ming Lan grabbed Ming Zhu's sleeve, coquettishly.

And what about Mingzhu?This pedantic and somewhat cute person retracted his sleeves with a serious face, then drew them together, and said righteously.

"Minglan, although I am your elder brother, men and women are not seated at the age of seven, I hope you will always remember it."

"I've been out with you for more than half a day, you'd better go back earlier."

Mingzhu is such a stubborn person, so what he said is also firm and unquestionable.

Minglan resented in her heart, always felt that her brother was a person who crossed rivers and demolished bridges.

One elm lump, hum, no wonder my father never liked him.

It's all my mother's fault for raising my elder brother to look like a fool, so I'm not as lovable as my uncle.

If it wasn't for her cousin's status, she wouldn't lower her self-worth to befriend a bastard at all, so she wouldn't be with her brother.

Boring, no winks, crossing rivers and tearing down bridges...

Ming Lan cursed in her heart while looking at Jing Ye expectantly.

Minglan knows that there are no other brothers who deeply abide by the dignity and inferiority. If the cousin agrees, then he will definitely not refute.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful Ren Minglan is, Jing Ye is not a person who cherishes beauty.

"Why is my cousin looking at me like this? Don't tell me you didn't have a carriage when you came out, do you need to borrow the carriage from Prince Yi's Mansion?"

Jing Ye raised his eyebrows, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip, his entire brows were tightly knit together.

When it comes to making tea, it is still Changyin.

I have known Changyin for five years, and watching him make tea every time is a beautiful enjoyment.

No matter how reluctant Ming Lan was, she finally stepped into the carriage home.

But as soon as the curtain was lowered, that pretty face turned hideous.

And San'er Jingye, who was in Zuixianlou, left after Minglan.

"Ming Zhu, please use tea."

Jing Ye urgently needed to use his own brewed tea to cover up the astringency in his mouth just now in the restaurant.

Although his tea ceremony is not as good as Chang Yin's, it is not bad.

The environment in which he grew up was noble and extraordinary, and in the past five years, he has been fascinated by Changyin.

"Thank you, my lord." Ming Zhu took it with both hands, looking respectful, humble and not humble.

"Master, master, I want it too." Although Lin Yi doesn't know how to taste tea, this does not prevent Lin Yi's nose from smelling very fragrant.

Jing Ye cast a helpless glance at Lin Yi, then handed him a cup.

Lin Yi, who returned to Prince Yi's mansion, had already taken off her veil.

Jing Ye knew that Mingzhu was not a person who liked to talk behind his back, but a pedantic gentleman.

And Ming Zhu did not even blink his brows, as if the beauty and ugliness of the woman had no effect on him.

"How is it?" Jing Ye asked lazily with a relaxed face.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I drank it too fast just now, I want another drink."

"The color of the soup is bright red, the smell is like orchid, the taste is full and pure, mellow like poetry, the aftertaste is sweet and mellow, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, and the charm is full. It is really the rare best in tea."

Lin Yi and Ming Zhu spoke at the same time.

It's just that the artistic conception of this answer is really different.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. With a great talent who speaks well and writes beautifully, Lin Yi will look more and more supercilious, making people dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)