Princess Against the World

The kettle gurgled and steam came out.

Guye suddenly jumped up and looked at the kettle with very strange eyes.

"What's wrong??" Feng Chenglin was also a little nervous because of him and looked along his line of sight.

The first reaction was - Mr. Huang poisoned the water?

Obviously not!

"Water, I..." Guye stammered, gesturing with his fingers, as if he didn't know what to say: "Just now, I saw water just now... the water boiled..."

Huang Lao: "..."

Is this kid crazy?

What did you see when the water boiled?

Whose kettle doesn't boil water?

Besides, if we have a guest, is there anything wrong with him making some hot tea?

However, it seems that it is not that the water is boiling wrong, but that the water is boiling wrong!

"I...did I do something wrong?"

Looking at the sizzling kettle, he was confused and didn't dare to pick it up.

"It's okay..." Ling Luoyu stood up calmly and picked up the kettle: "Fat man, do you drink tea or boiled water?"

"Just clear water..."

Now that he is in a daze, how can he still care about what tea to drink?

"Gu Ye?"

"……water……"

Guye stumbled back, staring at the kettle without blinking.

It looked like he was frightened.

The corners of Ling Luoyu's lips curled up slightly: "I would like to drink tea, Grandpa Huang, do you have any tea?"

Huang Lao was also frightened by the looks of several people. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment and stood up subconsciously.

"Tea? Tea? Tea...oh, yes, yes..."

Only then did he react and hurried to the house to get tea.

"What I have here are coarse tea leaves, which are a bit bitter. If the girl can drink it, I will put less tea leaves..."

He handed the tea bag to Ling Luoyu, watched her leisurely making tea, and then looked at the expressions of the others, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"I said... do you want to play riddles, or do you have something to say? If you have something to say, then say it. Although my old man is old, he is also a person who has seen the wind and waves, and will not be beaten down so easily. Down."

Ling Luoyu glanced at Mr. Huang meaningfully: "It's okay, we are just passing by here. We are tired, just have a cup of tea. Take a rest and leave soon..."

Huang Lao: "..."

Have tea?

What a liar!

It doesn't look like he wants to drink tea, it must be something else!

"Then...then what, if it's inconvenient for you, I will..."

He stood up and pointed to the peach forest outside.

"Just in time, I also have some things to do..."

"Grandpa Huang, if you are busy, just go and do your own thing. We are really just passing by to drink tea. There is tea and water here, so we can do everything by ourselves."

Ling Luoyu made a respectful gesture and asked Mr. Huang to help himself.

After glancing at a few people suspiciously, Mr. Huang walked away with broken steps.

Guye suddenly held his head and scratched his head vigorously, with a puzzled look on his face: "I...I'm afraid you won't believe it if I swear to God, right? But...but I just..."

He pointed at Mr. Huang's back, then at the house, and then at the kettle.

Finally, bite the bullet.

"Anyway, I saw it. Believe it or not, I can't prove it..."

There's really no way to prove it.

how to prove?

No matter how bad it was, the person who was dead in his eyes was still alive.

Isn't this the most ridiculous thing in the world?

This alone stopped all his subsequent thoughts.

"Why are you in a hurry?" Ling Luoyu blew away the floating leaves on the tea surface without hesitation, half-smiling.