Insanely Pampered Wife: Divine Doctor Fifth Young Miss

Xiao Hong froze, but she just praised it casually, but she still asked where?

"Xiao Hong is a rough person who can only drink and not say, if you say, Youyue is the master of tea tasting!" She kicked the ball to Sima Youyue.

"Oh?" Regal shifted his gaze to Sima Youyue, "Girl Youyue will also taste tea?"

"Slightly understand one or two."

"Then you try."

Sima Youyue sniffed the tea that Mo Yu handed to herself, sniffed gently, and then took a sip. She originally wanted to talk about this tea product, and then circled around her mouth, becoming the previous A poem I heard.

"The iron-colored wrinkled leather belt cream contains the beauty of Yingzui's poetry. The root of the tongue is not naive, and the nose smells of the holy fragrance first."

Xiao Hong and the monarch didn't quite understand what Sima Youyue said, but Mo Yu understood her meaning.

Can be considered a little insightful guy.

"Tieguanyin tea is very easy to brew. This cup of tea tastes mellow and delicious, but because the water temperature and brewing time are not enough, it affects the taste of the tea and does not fully exert the flavor of the tea. "

Regal and Mo Yu's faces were slightly changed, especially Mo Yu. This tea was the best tea he found in the world this time, and it was more delicious than those before. In order to scent it, he lived with the tea farmers for more than a year, and didn't leave until he felt that he had made enough. But she said she didn't do well enough?

"So, do you know how to make tea?" Mo Yu said faintly. He couldn't hear the mood and anger, but it made Jun Jia's homeowner feel a little confused.

"A little," said Sima Youyue.

"That being the case, how about making a pot of tea for everyone?"

Sima Youyue thought about it and said, "OK."

Mo Yu passed the tea set to her, but she declined.

"I prefer to use my own tea set."

With a wave of her hand, a whole set of tea sets appeared on the table, and then she started to soak.

Mo Yu saw her tea set more than her own. She knew that she was also a tea-loving person, and her heart was more than half off to her rudeness.

In fact, he didn't know that Youyue didn't like tea so much at the beginning, because Wu Lingyu liked it, and she happened to know a lot of ways to make tea, and from time to time, he fell in love with this.

She used to prefer drinking.

Boil water, pick tea, brew, wash the cup, and finally soak it. Wait for more than ten seconds, then pour it into a small cup, and then clamp it in front of everyone with tweezers.

"please."

She took a cup herself, sniffed, and a contented grin evoked from the corner of her mouth.

None of Mo Yu's four had seen such a bubble method, and they saw it with a little cup of tea, and stood up with curiosity.

Mo Yu sniffed lightly and said, "The golden eyes are like amber, and the natural smell is rich, but I don't know how it tastes."

"I don't know if you taste it. See what is the difference between my tea and yours?" Sima Youyue drank the tea and was in a good mood.

Mo Yu doesn't think that the tea she brews like this will taste better than herself, although the smell does smell good.

However, after he drank, he immediately overturned his ideas.

People with a deep understanding of the tea ceremony, like them, can drink even a little difference, not to mention, this is obviously better than him.

"What is your tea making method?"

"Kung Fu Tea."

Sima Youyue saw him finished drinking, clamped the quilt over with tweezers, added another cup to him, and handed it to him.

She was very beautiful, and her movements were so elegant. The faint temperament on her body made him feel that it was a pleasure to drink tea with her.

"Kung Fu Tea ..." He took a tea cup and looked at it, then looked at her and said, "Can you teach me?"

"This Kung Fu Tea is not difficult. I think you should have seen it after I performed it." Sima Youyue said.

"But as long as this tea is a little bad, it will ruin the whole cup of tea. I want to know how precise each step is." Mo Yu said, "Girl Youyu, I can talk to you during this time Tea art? "

Sima Youyue was stunned, don't they seem familiar?

"I'm sorry, I ..." Before she finished speaking, she felt Xiao Hong's pleading look slightly changed, and then changed her mouth, and said, "Since this, Youyue also wants to discuss with the gentleman."

They stayed in the teahouse for a while, and when they saw Qu Fatty, they came out of the shop and said, "My lord, my friend is out, let's leave first."

Xiao Hong gave Mo Yu a reluctant look and said, "Lord of the monarch, son of the king, let's leave."

"Three girls walk slowly."

Sima Youyue came out of the private room, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded.

Bei Gongtang glanced at her and said nothing.

"Xiao Hong, I have been shopping for a long time today, go back." Sima Youyue said after leaving the tea house.

Xiao Hong saw that her face was a bit wrong and said, "Are you angry?"

"No." Sima Youyue said, "You want to get in touch with him more, I understand, I'm not angry. It's just a little tired.

"Also, I've been shopping for a lot of time this year. Then I'll send you back." Xiao Hong said.

Sima Youyue wanted to say no, but was afraid she was too abnormal, and made her doubt something, so she agreed.

In the private room, Regal and Mo Yu are still drinking tea.

"Lord, why didn't you kill her? If Guiji knew, wouldn't she be angry?" Regal asked.

"I told her, I just helped her find out what kind of person she was, and didn't promise to help her revenge." Mo Yu said, "It's not a pity that a man with such a superb difference killed this way ? "

"The tea she brews is truly extraordinary." Regal was sure of that.

He is often tasted by Mo Yu, and has been cultivated by the tea he brewed, and ordinary tea can not reach his eyes. Sima Youyue's tea is, to be honest, really better than the tea you brew.

"It's hard to meet such a powerful person. Don't study hard. Isn't it a white world?"

"The Lord is saying ..."

Xiao Hong sent them to the place where they stayed before returning, thinking she could see Mo Yu often in the back, she smiled happily.

Sima Youyue waited for her to walk away before she calmly entered the door with Bei Gongtang.

Qu Fatty, they saw Sima Youyue's face suddenly changed, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"That Jun Moyu is abnormal." Sima Youyue said, "He is a ghost clan, and he is very strong. When I was in the private room, I felt that he was killing me in a flash."

"Ghosts? How do you know?"

"Tsing Yi said." Sima Youyue said, "Also, I think he seems to know me."

"Such a person, why do you agree to let him come to the house?"

"If I refuse, I may not be able to get out of the private room ..."