After saying that, Fu glanced in the direction of Shen Lang again, then smiled meaningfully and said, "I thought Miss Liu... recognized me."
For a moment, he immediately smiled and said: "It's just a small gift, but it's not respectful."
While the two were talking, Yao Yulan glanced suspiciously back and forth on their faces. At this moment, Shen Lang, who had not said a word, glanced at Wu Yong beside him. Leng Buding opened his mouth and asked, "What happened just now?"
Shen Lang asked indifferently, directly interrupting the conversation between Yao Rucheng and Liu Yingying.
Wu Yong was stunned. He didn't expect that the young master would suddenly ask such a question. He came in a little confused and saw Shen Lang glanced towards the door. Wu Yong realized it later and immediately smiled. Said: "Young master, when I just entered the door, I touched Yayoi's head, but he stared at me repeatedly, but Miss Liu also touched her, but he let Miss Liu touch and explore. Look, is that little monk? There are two faces? Are they treated differently?"
Wu Yong immediately complained about the small incident in front of the door.
When Shen Lang heard this, he held the tea cup in his hand and said nothing. His cold phoenix eyes seemed to glance at Liu Yingying's direction, but they didn't seem to be there.
Yao Rucheng glanced at Shen Lang, then at Liu Yingying, then smiled and said to Wu Yong: "I don't even want to see what you look like. How charming Miss Liu is. If you were someone else, It's me, you deserve not to mention a glare, but a kick."
Yao Rucheng joked with a smile.
These words made Wu Yong glare and dissatisfied for a moment. After the two had a "friendly" exchange, at this time, the water in the pot boiled and was bubbling.
Yao Yulan and Liu Yingying looked towards the kang at the same time, and saw four or five dishes of tea placed in front of the kang table. Liu Yingying glanced at the dishes of tea, and suddenly asked Yao Rucheng: "What are these?" Is it all jasmine tea?”
Yao Rucheng looked at Liu Yingying with some surprise when he heard this and said, "Miss Liu has good eyesight."
Then Liu Yingying said with a smile: "When I came in just now, I saw many jasmine trees outside the yard, and I smelled the faint fragrance of jasmine tea in the house, so I guessed that these are jasmine tea."
While talking, Liu Yingying looked at Yao Rucheng and said with a smile: "I heard from Sister Yao that Young Master Yao makes good tea. Look, Sister Yao and I are going to have a good time today."
Liu Yingying smiled and talked to Yao Rucheng, and she was more enthusiastic towards him, as if Yao Rucheng was the master of Yuqing Courtyard, but she left the real owner of this courtyard aside.
For a moment, Yao Rucheng touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed.
I thought to myself, could it be that Miss Liu came to Yuqingyuan for the first time and mistakenly identified him as the young master?
However, the next moment, she realized that no, she clearly called him Mr. Yao. In other words, Miss Liu even knew that he was an aide, but she still favored him...?
What's happening here?
"Uh, sir, this-"
Yao Rucheng didn't dare to overwhelm the host. For a moment, he looked carefully at the young master Shen Lang opposite.
Shen Lang pursed his lips and said nothing. After slowly drinking down the cup of tea in his hand, he glanced at Yao Rucheng's face and said, "Let's cook."
I don't know if it was Yao Rucheng's illusion, but I just felt that the young master's gaze was a little cold.
So Yao Rucheng got the order and took the teapot to boil tea.
Because the short couch was too small to spread out, everyone moved the tea utensils to the Eight Immortals table in the center of the room.
Four people sat around, Shen Lang and Yao Ru sat opposite each other, and Liu Yingying and Yao Yulan sat facing each other.
Yao Rucheng was making tea with skillful movements and graceful postures. Yao Yulan then volunteered to carry a pot and fetch water.
The room was filled with hot air and the fragrance of tea was lingering, making it rare to find a sense of elegance.
Boiling, soaking, washing, and brewing, the cup was spinning and jumping on the fingertips. Before they even drank, everyone was attracted by the steps of making tea in front of them. They just felt that they were enjoying themselves just watching.
Especially Liu Yingying, at one point she stretched out her hand on the table, supported her chin with her palm, turned her face sideways the whole time, and stared at Yao Rucheng's movements seriously and attentively. There was a faint smile on her lips, as if she was completely attracted by Yao Rucheng's movements. As if stunned, his eyes remained unblinking the whole time, staring intently.
The beauty's eyes were pious, and her unabashed admiration and obsession made Yao Ru feel like thunder. During this period, she almost turned over the tea cup. Even Yao Yulan couldn't help but glance at Liu Yingying's face several times.
Only, Shen Lang was sitting there without squinting, as if he didn't notice the strange color on the table, or maybe he wasn't interested at all.
When the four tea cups were filled, Yao Yulan took the lead in carefully serving the first cup of tea, handed it to Shen Lang, and said carefully: "Master, please drink tea."
Then he handed the second tea cup to Liu Yingying. Liu Yingying then sat upright. For a moment, she slowly brought the tea cup to her lips, but she didn't drink it in a hurry, but used her fingers to drink it. He slowly fanned the cup of tea, and for a moment slowly closed his eyes and sniffed it. When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Yingying looking sideways towards Yao Rucheng on the right again. : "Good tea, Mr. Yao has superb tea skills. This is the most fragrant jasmine fragrance I have ever smelled."
Throughout the whole process, Liu Yingying sat on her right side, with her back facing the left side, and never glanced to the left side.
"Miss Liu is overly praised."
Yao Rucheng smiled and replied politely.
As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced towards the opposite side.
Then Liu Yingying slowly brought the tea cup to her lips, her flaming red lips pressed against the light green tea cup, and she drank slowly in small sips. While drinking tea, the round table was lowered, and Liu Yingying's exquisite and small embroidered shoes suddenly touched her accidentally. He touched a riding boot, and at the moment of contact, the hand of the man holding the teacup on the left paused slightly.
There were shallow ripples on the tea surface in the light green teacup.
Shen Langmu's cold phoenix eyes, which were not squinting, suddenly narrowed slightly.
The next moment, you can see the embroidered shoe rubbing against the thick black riding boots and continuing to move up slowly. At the same time, Liu Yingying drank the last strand of jasmine tea in the tea cup, turned her face to the right as if nothing had happened Yao Rucheng smiled and asked for advice: "By the way, Mr. Yao made the tea very quickly when he made the tea and poured it slowly along the tea cup. But in order to prevent the fragrance of tea from overflowing?"
Liu Yingying sincerely asked for advice.
Yao Rucheng didn't expect that she was an expert. He was a little surprised and said: "Exactly." After a pause, he was just a little surprised, and then slowly said: "The fragrance of jasmine tea lies in the word "fragrant". Many people make tea in the room. The tea fragrance has overflowed seven or eight layers, and the remaining camellias, no matter how beautiful they are, are just superficial. The soul of making jasmine tea is to lock the tea fragrance and let it blend better in the cup, which is the best part of making this tea."
Yao Rucheng spoke eloquently.
It was a rare occasion for Xu to meet a close friend who understood tea. As he talked, he became somewhat eloquent.
I saw that Liu Yingying listened very seriously. When he finished the last word of his boastful talk, Liu Yingying said with admiration: "No wonder, the taste of this tea is richer and richer than before. many--"
When he said this, the small embroidered shoes had already rubbed against the tall and strong thigh.
While Liu Yingying was chatting with Mr. Yao, she was teasing and playing with him under the round table.
During the whole process, he didn't even glance to the left.
It wasn't until Yao Rucheng brewed the second dish of tea and the second pot of tea with Liu Yingying's compliments that he saw that Shen Lang was still holding the first cup of tea in his hand. Liu Yingying turned around for the first time. He turned around and looked at Shen Lang's face, and reminded him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Young Master, it's time for the tea to get cold."
After hearing this, Shen Lang finally raised his eyes, squinted his eyes and glanced directly at Liu Yingying's face, looking at her intently. After a moment, he unexpectedly obediently picked up the cup of tea and slowly brought it to his lips. But at the moment when she drank, Liu Yingying curled her lips, and the embroidered shoes under the round table lightly ran over——
Chapter 094
By the way, the moment Liu Yingying stepped on it, she could clearly feel the soles of her feet shaking slightly.
Shen Lang's body shook slightly, as if he was suddenly shaken.
The finger bones holding the tea cup were turning white. He held it tightly, and at one point he was about to crush the light green tea cup on his fingertips.
However, some people can do it without changing their expressions.
I saw him purse his lips slightly, bite his cheek teeth hard, and the muscles in his cheeks straightened slightly. However, after a moment, he was still able to withstand this huge stimulation and moved his lips Drink the tea slowly and slowly.
There is only the appearance of Mount Tai pressing against the top, but his face does not change color.
When Liu Yingying saw this, she curled up her lips and suddenly smiled.
She discovered that this man named Shen turned out to be a sultry man, maybe more than a little bit.
Yingying glanced at the other party with a smile. At this time, Yao Rucheng had already cooked the second dish of tea, mixed with Maojian, a new taste.
As usual, Yao Yulan handed the first one to Shen Lang respectfully, and said in a careful and gentle tone: "Young Master, try this example."
After a while, he delivered the second one to Liu Yingying. Seeing Liu Yingying suddenly smiled, Yao Yulan couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why is Sister Liu laughing?"
Yao Rucheng's attention was focused on the tea at the moment. Seeing this, he couldn't help but ask immediately: "But what's wrong with this tea?"
But Liu Yingying smiled and shook her head. After a while, she slowly picked up a piece of tea from the remaining tea leaves in the second tea cup, brought it to her eyes and played with it carefully for a moment, then Fang smiled lightly and said : "I found that this plate of tea leaves is a bit old and a bit...hard!"
While Liu Yingying was talking and laughing, the toe of her embroidered shoes moved lightly. After a moment, she suddenly blinked and handed the tea leaves in her hand to Shen Lang on the left. She said with a smile: "Look, Sir, this tea is Isn't it a little...hard?"
Liu Yingying said with a half-smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Shen Lang had slowly closed his eyes.
His face was slightly sullen, and his expression was inexplicably cold.
In the eyes of Yao Yulan and Yao Rucheng, they looked like they were not getting along, and they looked like they were ignoring Liu Yingying's frequent conversations and expressions of goodwill.
The brother and sister looked at each other for a moment. Seeing that the young master had no intention of answering, the table became slightly cold for a moment.
Not long after, it was Yao Rucheng who took the lead and came to the rescue with a smile: "Miss Liu has good eyesight. I heard that this dish of tea is made from wild jasmine flowers picked on the mountain. It is a plant on the isolated peak of the mountain. The tea leaves are vigorous and powerful, and the camellia flowers are also beautiful." You need to be a little more tenacious."
Yao Rucheng spoke eloquently again.
Little did you know, the round table was so low that some people's leg bones were already trembling.
"I see."
"Then I have to taste it."
Liu Yingying smiled sweetly at Yao Rucheng, and as soon as she finished her words, she stopped teasing her. With her eyes wandering, Liu Yingying finally slowly brought the second cup of tea to her lips and drank lightly. He casually took back the embroidered shoe that he had been playing with under the round table as if nothing had happened.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when he was about to take it back, Shen Lang next door suddenly opened his eyes slowly.
The next moment, Liu Yingying was shocked.
She had been paying close attention to the other person's hand on the table with her peripheral vision, but she didn't expect that the moment she took her feet back, his two thighs suddenly came together like two big irons. It was like a pincer, directly clamping down on her feet.
Liu Yingying was instantly like meat on a chopping board, unable to move at all.
Then, she watched helplessly as the hand casually resting on the table slowly placed the tea cup on the table, and then slowly dropped to her side. Then, the big iron pliers were released, and Liu Yingying His feet were held tightly by a broad, strong hand.
Liu Yingying's face suddenly swelled.
The next moment, he coughed twice and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.
She didn't expect that the man named Shen would dare to resist and fight back. He...he actually grabbed her feet in a big way. He...wasn't he afraid of being discovered?
While doing all this, there was a turbulent undercurrent under the table, but the situation on the table was calm, and the other two were completely unaware.
But in the blink of an eye, the situation of the two of them turned around.
Now, she is a fish and he is a knife.
"Sister Liu, are you okay?"
When Liu Yingying suddenly coughed, Yao Yulan and Yao Rucheng subconsciously looked at Liu Yingying's face.
Seeing her clutching her chest and her face turning red, Yao Yulan looked at her suspiciously.
However, Liu Yingying gritted her teeth slightly and twitched her feet under the table without leaving any trace. However, no matter how hard she exerted herself, the embroidered shoes and her little feet were directly pinched firmly in the palm of her hand, and she could not move for an instant.
After a moment, Liu Yingying met Yao Yulan's inquiring gaze and said with a smile: "Nothing... nothing."
After a pause, he tried his best to keep his expression calm, and said with a slight smile: "The tea is good, I'm greedy for the cup, I drank a little impatiently."
When Yao Rucheng heard this, he smiled, picked up the teapot, and personally refilled Liu Yingying's tea.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when Yao Ru became Liu Yingying's cup of tea, the big hand holding the embroidered shoe suddenly tightened, and not long after, his thick and slender fingers sank in little by little along the embroidered shoe.
