The Holy Lord finally let go of her and looked her up and down: "Why are you nervous?" Then he smiled and said, "Where is the brave man who just pulled my sleeve to prevent me from leaving?"
Gu Xijiu gritted her teeth secretly, could she be brave just by pulling up her sleeves? She didn’t pull down his pants—
I quickly brushed away this unreliable thought to prevent my mind from running in a more dirty direction—
"Holy Lord, at least I helped this time. I think I have the right to know." Gu Xijiu fought for her rights.
"Are you going to drink tea?" The Holy Lord suddenly asked from outside.
Gu Xijiu was startled. She was indeed a little thirsty, so she responded simply: "Drink!" She happened to drink tea to refresh herself.
The Holy Lord didn't know where to pick up a tea set and started brewing.
Gu Xijiu sat there, staring at his movements, fearing that he would add fuel to her...
The Holy Master's movements in making tea were actually very smooth, and he was no better than those tea ceremony masters. After the tea was brewed, he made her a cup: "Drink."
Gu Xijiu hesitated for a moment. The smell of this tea was delicate and fragrant. It smelled very good, but it didn't taste like any tea she had ever drunk.
"Afraid that I will poison you? Do you think I need to poison you if I want to do something to you?" The Holy Lord misinterpreted her hesitation.
Gu Xijiu shook his head: "The Holy Lord had no reason to poison Xijiu. Xijiu hesitated because the tea tasted a bit strange..."
Hey, why does she feel like this conversation between her and the Holy Lord seems to have been similar at some point
Thanks to her good memory, she quickly remembered that she seemed to have had a similar conversation with Di Fuyi...
strangeness! When she was with the Holy Lord, she didn't know why she kept thinking of Di Fuyi -
By the way, there has been no news about that person since he broke off his engagement with her.
Should he still be living as happily and carefree as before
She was slightly distracted and hesitated while holding the teacup.
Strange? The Holy Lord raised his eyebrows and took a sip. It tasted good. What's wrong
But judging from her reluctance, could it be that she didn't like the taste of the tea? !
"If you really don't want to drink, don't force it!" the Holy Lord said, his tone no longer very good.
This tea was what he had collected with great effort a few days ago. He originally thought that this tea was delicious and suitable for her practice, and that she would like it, but she didn't expect...
Gu Xijiu finally came to her senses and realized that she had misunderstood the other party, so she hurriedly lowered her head and took a big sip.
The fragrance of the tea is mellow, as if it still carries the tender fragrance of the spring breeze blowing through the buds.
Teeth and cheeks are fragrant! Real fragrance on teeth and cheeks!
So she took another sip, and the cup of tea bottomed out—
"Delicious! This tea is delicious!" Gu Xijiu praised, almost giving a thumbs up.
She pushed the teacup over and stared at the small teapot in his hand: "Can I have another drink?"
"One cup is a treat, two cups is a cow's drink." The Holy Lord shook his head, looking at her as if he saw a cow chewing peonies, but he still poured a cup for her: "Drink slowly this time."
Unexpectedly, the Holy Lord also understood the words in "A Dream of Red Mansions", which coincided with Miaoyu's words about Baoyu.
Gu Xijiu's heart jumped slightly. Miaoyu in Dream of Red Mansions liked Baoyu, but she never showed it and hid it deeply.
The Holy Lord doesn't like her too, but he just hides it deeply, right
Stop it! stop!
Gu Xijiu suddenly felt that it would be quite scary if her thoughts spread out! If someone accidentally says something, she can send it in such a weird direction!
(End of chapter)