Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Although she knew it was a dreamland, suddenly she changed to a familiar place, and Muyun's vigilance was a little less. After all, this is her home court now!

The national master was not polite and sat down directly on the sofa. Even if he was wearing a suit of ancient clothes and sitting on the French sofa, he still had no sense of violation

Mu Yunyi can only be evaluated in four words - because of the aura.

"What to drink?" Muyun asked casually.

The national master looked back at the house and said with a smile, "does it taste?"

Mu Yun blinked. This environment was only made to adjust the effect of the final finished product. The wine and drinks in it were also made. However, how could she be so careful that she could even make the taste of wine and drinks.

So, sorry, whether you drink brandy, beer, coffee or white water, it's the same taste

Seeing mu yunyun's expression, the national master understood, and immediately laughed. This smile instantly made the scenery behind him pale... Mu yunyun was also shaken.

Originally, I thought that a hundred miles of heavy China was enough. Unexpectedly, the national teacher is really gorgeous!

"You'd better drink mine." the National Teacher's voice fell down, his hand waved on the tea table, and a set of exquisite tea lamps appeared on it.

Mu Yun didn't show it on her face, but she suddenly jumped in her heart. She can break the illusion of the national teacher, but like the national teacher, she can directly use her own illusion in the illusion of others.

This kind of illusion in illusion can't be achieved by Muyun today, or even in modern times.

You know, once the magic is cast, Whoever drives it is whose home, and everything in the environment is controlled by the caster. Every plant and tree is not controlled by the caster.

But the national master could not destroy her fantasy, but also performed his own magic. With this skill alone, the national teacher is much higher than her... Although I don't want to admit it, this is the truth!

Her magic has no control over the national teacher. The national teacher can go whenever he wants to.

It has not been carved. It seems that the naturally formed tree roots have become the tray of the tea ceremony. The purple sand teapot placed on it is not very beautiful, but it has an indescribable chic.

As soon as the lid of the tea was opened, it was a tea fragrance that was not strong, but seemed to moisten things silently, and suddenly floated out.

Mu Yunyu simply sat on the sofa opposite the national teacher, put his hands around his chest and watched the national teacher make tea.

A series of actions are called running water. Just looking at those hands, each action is beautiful to the extreme. An ancient man sat in the modern living room making tea... One west and one middle school.

Obviously, it should be quite disobedient and awkward, but there is no disharmony in Muyun's eyes at this time.

It seems that the national master can form his own school no matter where he is or what he does. Even if he is sitting in the garbage dump... No, the picture is too beautiful. Muyun is still hard to imagine.

In short, when the National Teacher's tea was handed over, Muyun did not hesitate to taste it directly.

After all, as the National Master said, it's really easy for him to hurt her... Since it's so, he can only break the jar.

A mouthful of tea tastes sweet.

Good tea!

Although Muyun didn't say it, he went straight to the bottom and explained everything.