Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Tea is good tea, just the best tea, after three bubbles, the taste is also light," Zhou Chi took a sip of the tea, put the tea bowl on the table, and looked up at Lu Zhicheng, "This is Wang Ye Are you always accustomed to hospitality? "

Lu Zhicheng looked at Zhou Chi's eyes for a while, but only felt that those eyes were more dazzling than glazed jewellery, and another burst of heartbeat, he was so busy that he bowed his head, and said embarrassingly: I've made tea for you to drink together, but you haven't been here ... I'll ... just drink a few more pots of tea. I didn't expect the taste of the tea to be so ... so pale. "

Zhou Chi looked at the teapot on the table. This is a copper teapot. It is simple in shape and looks so ordinary. The teapot has a layer of cloth wrapped around it. What's more important is that the teapot is not small. It's twice as big. Obviously, this should be the teapot in this inn.

Zhou Chi's eyes lingered on this large teapot for a long time, then moved to Lu Zhicheng's face, and frowned and asked him, "How many pots of tea have you been drinking?"

Lu Zhicheng froze. I did not expect Zhou Chi to ask this. I blinked and thought for a moment, and then said to Zhou Chi with some embarrassment: "I don't remember much, either two pots or three pots."

Zhou Chi's mouth twitched for a while: "..."

Lu Zhicheng got up and refilled with water, put the large copper teapot on the charcoal pot, and took new tea leaves, and said, "I will make another pot for you."

Zhou Chi looked at him and glanced at his stomach again. He couldn't say anything. He pursed his lips and asked for a long time: "Don't you panic?"

"What?" Lu Zhicheng looked blank. When Weier came back, he felt a little "stunned" in a moment, and then busted his head, whispering, "It's all right, I can drink anyway."

Zhou Chi could not help laughing, "You are not afraid of drunken tea, it is more uncomfortable than drunken tea."

When he mentioned drunkenness, both of them were silent for a while. Lu Zhicheng secretly glanced at Zhou Chi, looking at Zhou Chi's lowered eyebrows and thick eyelashes. He felt a fire burning in his heart. To drink a cup of tea, I heard Zhou Chi's words: "Don't drink it, carefully support your stomachache."

"Oh, don't drink," Lu Zhicheng was so busy, he lowered his tea bowl and whispered, "I all listen to you."

What he said was very light, but Zhou Chi also fell clearly into Zhou Chi's ears. Zhou Chi felt uncomfortable immediately. He looked at the steaming teapot on the charcoal basin and said to Lu Zhicheng nodded. Lu Zhicheng got up and raised the teapot. He seriously brewed a new cup of tea and handed it to Zhou Chi, and said, "Taste it, I tasted several kinds of bamboo leaves in Jingshi. I think it tastes best. "

"Well," Zhou Chi took the tea bowl, and the tea smell was tangy. He nodded at the moment, and said to Luzhi City Road, "It's really good, it's better than I usually drink."

"After that, I wrapped your tea," Lu Zhicheng grinned, smiled and smiled, and he converged again. His hands were no longer on his lap, and his fists were opened again. After a long while, he finally grumbled and said, "Zhou Chi, that ... Is your injury all right?"

Zhou Chi's hand froze, her cheeks reddened by the tea, and her face reddened, half a word of silence, and Lu Zhicheng was furry. When she was about to apologize to Zhou Chi, she heard that Zhou Chi was inaudible. Authentic: "It's been long since."

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