Roast duck and so on had to be roasted twice, but the shop needed a little time to roast, so she took Di Yuhao to the teahouse opposite the roast duck shop to listen to the book.
Although the old storyteller has a gray beard, he speaks the story in a cadence, and his momentum is not weak at all.
Luo Liyan lit a plate of peanuts and melon seeds, ordered a jug of wine, and lay lazily by the railing.
Di Yuhao looked at the food at that table, and sighed secretly in his heart, just as he was about to get the cup, Luo Liyan flipped his hands over and held the jade wine glass and jug in his palm.
"I know you don't like the whole grains in the world, so just drink this flower dew. I specially asked Xiao Liuzi to pick it."
Little Six listened, and grunted sadly.
It is simply the worst kitten in history. Every day, the big guy kicks it out of the room, and even if it is in a daze outside, its owner doesn't let it relax, and even gives it a task of picking flower dew.
As a result, it is under the supervision of the boss every day, holding up two small claws, picking them up one by one.
Di Yuhao looked at Luo Liyan nervously, not knowing how to answer the conversation for a while.
He thought he had hidden it well, but he didn't expect his master to see it out.
Will the master hate him
Di Yuhao didn't dare to look up, his fingers holding the cup were tense, and his veins burst out.
"Don't be so nervous, I just said it casually. It's normal for people in this fairy world not to like to eat. After all, it will affect their cultivation. I didn't think about it at the beginning. But now that I think about it, even if you want to eat, I won't let it go either." Luo Liyan knocked him on the head to make him not be so frustrated.
Seeing that she really didn't seem to be angry, Di Yuhao was secretly relieved.
"Master, I will practice hard and not lose your face." He was a little moved and immediately expressed his loyalty.
But Luo Liyan is a person who wants to spoil her to the end, how could she put such a lot of pressure on him.
"You think too much. Cultivate well for yourself. Whether you like it, have ambitions, or have goals, you can only cultivate for yourself in the end. As for my face, I have nothing to lose. "As she spoke, she sighed resentfully.
Di Yuhao knew what she was referring to, and felt a little heavy for a while.
His master's talent is not high, but he bears the title of true king, presumably because of the prestige of his master.
And Chunhua Xianshan's status in the fairy world is quite high, with his master's seniority and ability, I'm afraid there will be many people secretly laughing behind his back.
But...he won't let them laugh for long, when he cultivates to the realm of a true king, he will pull out the tongues of those who have laughed at his master, to see if they dare to talk about people like this in the future.
"This girl, you are so new, you don't think you are from Qixia City?"
Suddenly a young male voice interrupted Luo Liyan and Di Yuhao's master-apprentice time, and the light in the little guy's eyes immediately dimmed.
When Luo Liyan saw it, she acted as if she didn't know anything, and looked at the person indifferently.
"Although the private room in this tea house is not sealed, it is still a private room. Is it a little rude for you to barge in without notice?"
It's not that she didn't notice the sudden arrival, and she believed that Di Yuhao had already sensed it, but none of them spoke up to drive him away in advance, they all wanted to see what kind of thoughts the visitor had.
Maybe it was the demons, or a trap set by her senior brother.