Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The cloud with a jade face makes me feel like sitting on a lotus, cold and out of reach.

Xia Qingluo bit her lips and her eyes fell on the tea table.

The tea table is made of unknown materials. Under the light of the wall, it seems that there are water waves rippling.

Yunqing let her slender jade like fingers rest on the handle of the light cyan porcelain pot. Even her fingertips were shining in the white moonlight.

With his other hand, he took two delicate light cyan teacups and put them in front of him. Then he picked up the porcelain pot and slowly poured it up.

When the tea smoke curls up, the cloud is unspeakable elegance and noble.

Xia Qingluo stood there without moving. She held her hands together. Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the ring on her tail finger and bit her lips. She didn't know whether she was running or running?

So she quietly moved her steps towards the door

Lord God's aura is too strong. She can't breathe stably.

"Come here and have a cup of tea." Yunqing let a faint glance at Xia Qingluo who wanted to slip away. She thought she must be thirsty after howling for a long time, "you worked hard just now."

Xia Qingluo had to move to the opposite side of yunqingrang. She looked at the teacup in front of her and looked up at yunqingrang opposite. She thought about his words carefully. She didn't understand what he meant.

Across the hazy fog color, he glanced at the clouds that were brushing away the two buds in the tea cup with the tea cover. It was as if the buds would quietly bloom green flowers and bones.

Xia Qingluo quickly bowed her head.

She felt really thirsty at this time. She cried too hard just now, especially when she was howling. At this time, she felt her throat smoking.

She opened the tea cover and put her red lips slowly on the edge of the light cyan tea cup. The contrast of the two colors is unspeakable.

It seems that the cloud clear with low eyebrows makes the fingers subconsciously tight.

The water temperature was just right. Xia Qingluo no longer hesitated. She lifted her neck and drank it in one gulp.

Finally, he smashed his mouth, chewed a few buds that came in with the tea, and swallowed them.

A faint fragrance spread in the mouth.

It's really delicious.

Yunqing let his actions stagnate, and a cold fragrance came with the wind. He raised his eyes and said slowly, "now I've seen what cow drink is."

Xia Qingluo was stunned when she grabbed the porcelain pot.

Cow drink?

Are you talking about her?

She quietly raised her eyes to see Yun qingrang's elegant appearance, and then said casually, "there's no need to pay so much attention to how to quench thirst."

"Do you know what my tea is called?"

"Longjing, Biluochun, Maojian, jasmine tea, black tea, green tea..." Xia Qingluo gave himself a cup again and said with a smile.

"It's called fog peak and snow bud." the voice of Yunqing was as light as curling tea smoke.

"And then?"

"What then?" Yunqing finally looked up at Xia Qingluo in surprise.

I also saw that the pot of tea was drunk.

Xia Qingluo seemed to be water in an instant.

Yunqing made him feel that he had just made a mistake. He should turn the little demon back into his own body, dig a pit and bury it, and then draw the Diqing river water from qingluan mountain to fill the little demon.

It's a pity his tea.

It's also a pity that he has been in the spirit spring for thousands of years.

"Master, next, don't you want to tell me where the tea comes from, thousands of years of trees or tens of thousands of years of leaves, and then how many years it takes to make it?"