Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

Just as she was wondering what was wrong with his look, Di Shiyin had already spoken leisurely: "Hewan, you go back to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan first. If you really don't want to stay in Linrui Country, you can come back."

Zi Sang He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what his master said late: "Yes, I obey." His voice was slightly hoarse, and he finally went.

I don’t know why, but Luo Qingyu felt a little lonely when he saw Zi Sang Hewan’s leaving figure...

A cup of tea appeared in her hand. She accidentally picked it up and took a sip, and immediately frowned.

So bitter! This tea is even bitterer than Kuding tea!

She almost squirted out. She swallowed hard and felt a bitter thread sliding down her throat and into her stomach...

Damn it! So is this the kind of tea that Master has been drinking leisurely just now?

He has such a strong taste!

"Don't force yourself to drink something you don't want to drink." Di Shiyin's voice sounded faintly above her head.

Luo Qingyu raised her head and met his extremely dark eyes. He looked at her lazily, with a faint smile on his lips, and gently twirled her hair with his fingers: "Choose your favorite

is the most important thing."

There seemed to be a mystery behind his two words. Luo Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "I have always known what I like most and what I want."

She loves him the most, and what she wants most is to live a carefree life with him, as happy and carefree as a god.

Di Shiyin rubbed her heart and held her in his arms: "That's good."

The conversation changed: "Then if you don't like this cup of tea, why do you force yourself to swallow it?"

Luo Qingyu rolled his eyes secretly. Wasn't the reason why she swallowed it down because he poured the cup of tea for her?

Naturally, she couldn't bear to throw away the things he gave her, even if it was a cup of extremely bitter tea...

Di Shiyin flicked his sleeves, and the cup of tea fell to the ground together with the delicate teapot, breaking into pieces with a snap; "Qingyu, if you don't like it, you don't like it. Following your heart is the most important thing.

If you don't like something, throw it away without hesitation, and don't let it tie you down..."

Luo Qingyu was stunned for a moment. Today, Emperor Shiyin's words seemed to have a Zen meaning, which made her a little confused.

What exactly stimulated him?

It was as if I suddenly had an enlightenment.

However, what he said seems to make some sense...

Luo Qingyu was touched. She looked at the fragments of the teapot on the ground and the scattered brewed tea leaves: "Master, I remember that you like to drink Yunwu clear tea. When did you like to drink bitter tea?"

Di Shiyin glanced at her lightly: "Who said that my master likes to drink bitter tea?"

Why should Mao drink if he doesn't like it?

He poured her a glass of wine silently!

It made her feel sore in her mouth now...

Luo Qingyu glanced at him: "What about this tea? Didn't you just pour it for me?"

"I poured it for you, Master, but it's not the tea I just drank. This pot of tea was specially brewed for you." Di Shiyin said slowly.

Luo Qingyu: "..."