Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo thought to herself, sister, I haven't played Gobang with you yet.

Yunqing asked Xia Qingluo to look elated and amused, "in fact, it's not strange."

"Why?"

"You like to eat, drink and have fun, and go is also a kind of entertainment, so it's normal for you to learn and understand quickly."

Although Yunqing's face seemed serious, the smile in his tone was still noticed.

Well, it sounds awkward, but it's just praise.

Xia Qingluo is also very interested, and Yunqing asks him to kill Sifang again.

Of course, how can Xia Qingluo play chess bone Yunzhi emperor Zun.

But playing chess is very evil. The more you lose, the more you want to play.

Yun qingrang also sees it. He occasionally releases water to master the progress. He tries not to let Xia Qingluo be angry and not to let her be too arrogant.

In short, he controls very well, and Xia Qingluo has a good time.

Both of them had lunch in the study.

After eating, Xia Qingluo was a little sleepy.

The chessboard has long been removed.

Yunqing made Xia Qingluo feel greasy today, so he waved his sleeve and his tea set appeared on the tea table.

"I'll go to bed later and I'll make you a cup of tea." the voice as clear as spring water was winding, and Xia Qingluo nodded vaguely.

With that, Yunqing asked him to take out a white teapot from his storage space.

The weather is already a little cool at this time.

In, the manager sent a small red clay stove into the study.

Xia Qingluo looked at Yun qingrang curiously. "Master, don't you have ready-made tea in your teapot?"

She thought yunqingrang's tea was like a cornucopia, inexhaustible.

"No, you've drunk it up." Yunqing asked her to glance at her.

Oh, okay.

As soon as Xia Qingluo stuck out her tongue, she honestly sat by the tea table and waited quietly.

Yunqingrang is sitting in front of the red mud stove.

There was a pottery pot on the red clay stove. He poured the water in the teapot into the pottery pot. With a flick of his fingers, the red clay stove began to light a fire.

After a while, the water in the pottery pot began to boil.

Then Yunqing asked him to pour the water into the teapot again, which had been filled with tea.

I don't know where the water came from. When boiling, the smell of water vapor is particularly refreshing.

Yun qingrang's action when cooking tea is elegant and chic, with a freehand style. It's really beautiful.

Xia Qingluo is crazy when she lies on the tea table.

When yunqingrang finally made the tea and poured the water into the teacup in front of Xia Qingluo, Xia Qingluo seemed to have regained consciousness and praised, "master, your action of making tea is so handsome."

"Really?" Yun qingrang liked to hear Xia Qingluo's praise at this time.

"Yes, it's so handsome. It's so handsome that it breaks the sky..."

"Where's the strange word? What's handsome crack?" Yunqing asked faintly.

"Ha ha... Ha ha..." Xia Qingluo couldn't help laughing.

Because the word was said by Yunqing, it also had a little fairy spirit.

But I still feel very funny.

Xia Qingluo laughed enough. Then she picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Yunqing asked him to sit lazily opposite her, with elegant eyes, slight sword eyebrows and a smile, "why, have you learned to taste tea?"

"I think you drink like this every time." Xia Qingluo smacked her mouth, then drank the rest of the tea, frowned and said to Yun qingrang, "there's no difference between a small sip and a big sip."