The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

When Yu Guang saw Fu Xi Na, his face was even colder than usual.

Shen Changlin rubbed his head and asked with some doubts.

"Xianshu's family is in Kuntianyu."

"Um?"

Shen Changlin was a little stunned.

Subconsciously:

"Is it the Kuntianyu where the Xuejia family who was destroyed 20 years ago is located?"

He remembered.

It was mentioned before in Qianjia.

And when the words came out.

All the young ladies looked at him with a swish.

His brows were furrowed, his face serious.

Even with a little bit of anger.

"Please don't talk about the Snowfall Family anywhere in Kuntianyu. For the sake of everyone's safety, please treat it as a taboo topic. Anyone who talks about this, intentionally or not, will not end well here."

Wow, so serious!

Shen Changlin paused, and met Chu Jujuan's slanted eyes.

Nod quickly.

"Okay, okay, got it."

"However, what kind of place is Kuntianyu? It looks very-retro?"

The three who came out of the bathing place in the back mountain.

In the distance, I saw the palace pavilions of golden bricks and blue tiles.

The clouds are shrouded in mist, like falling into a fairyland.

Very dreamy and spectacular.

It's like a scene that can only be seen in a dream.

Shen Changlin opened his eyes wide and asked incredulously.

"Am I still on a modern planet?"

This stupid question made all the young ladies cover their lips and laugh out loud.

"Of course, it's just that all the inheritance of Kuntianyu is as usual, and the cultural history of the ancestors has been preserved very completely, and the inheritance is continued, and no destruction is allowed, so it gives people a feeling of chaos in time and space."

"sharp!"

Shen Changlin's heartfelt praise.

I thought that the ancient palace ruins outside the world were already very magnificent.

Unexpectedly, in the Kuntianyu within the realm.

That kind of retro court, really vividly appeared in front of us.

Very shocking and atmospheric.

Not at all comparable to the sparsely damaged relics.

Not only that, but the women in front of them.

Obviously they are living in the modern moment, but there is obviously a kind of elegance in them that outsiders don't have.

In plain language.

that is--

A true ladylike.

Not that kind of fake, deduced.

It's not that kind of pompousness that hangs on the surface.

But from the bones, the kind of poetic and picturesque that has been cultivated.

It's amazing.

People unconsciously slow down their steps and breathe lightly, for fear of disturbing the other party and ruining this picturesque beauty.

Looking at Shen Changlin's silly appearance.

A group of young ladies covered their lips in joy.

This big monk looks so funny~

Take the three to a different courtyard.

Xian Shuling waved her hand and asked those young ladies to do what they should do.

She burned incense and made tea for several people.

A set of movements, flowing, very chic and elegant.

Seeing that, Shen Changlin's eyes were straight.

stupidly asked:

"Are you really not living in ancient times?"

Xian Shuling blinked.

Putting three cups of tea in front of them, he smiled with his eyes bent.

"No, we live in the modern age."

Saying so, she looked behind the window and pointed her finger.

"There are people who live in ancient times, without any modern technology, and everything is inherited as usual."

"what?"

Shen Changlin filled his mouth like a tea cow drinking.

She looked curiously in the direction she pointed.

Xian Shuling said slowly:

"Kuntianyu used to be like this. It was only after the introduction of outside technology that it improved. However, some of the older generation didn't like this kind of 'contamination', so they separated."

"So, if there is nothing wrong, we can't enter there, because the ancestors don't like it, if you want to enter, you must first follow the old rules, if you make a mistake, you will be thrown back, and when it will be perfectly presented , we will meet."

"Uh--"

Shen Changlin's mouth twitched.

It's hard to say.

"That kind of thing, I'm afraid it's an old-fashioned old-fashioned one?"

Xian Shuling couldn't help laughing.

nod.

"You could say the same."

tsk~

He touched the goose bumps on his arms.

It is very difficult to imagine that kind of life that is one-on-one, every inch of every inch.

If it was him, he would definitely go crazy!

"tasty?"

Xian Shuling shifted her gaze from Shen Changlin to Chu Juvenile and asked softly.

"Oh, it's delicious~"

The boy blinked and smiled relaxed.

He even slanted to the back of the tatami.

Half bent his legs, propped his head, and shook the tea in his hand.

Cozy leisurely.

"Fulu Yingyan, incense and lingering fragrance, clear tea for dusting, bleaching a lot of white, Miss Sister's tea, the water is good, the tea is good, the temperature is good, the temperature is good, and the fragrance is just right, but—"

She paused.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, he picked up a touch of water aura from the air, stirred it in the tea, and handed it to her.

"Try it?"

Xian Shuling was stunned.

Reaching out to take it, he took a sip.

Then his eyes widened slightly.

"This is?"

"Tea."

She chuckled lightly.

Low voice, lazy.

There is an indescribable turbulent flow in it.

She casually ordered the tea.

Smile Yan Yan.

"Life is full of flavors, Zen is all about it, and tea is all about it. One meter feeds a hundred people. Different places of origin, different water and soil, and a hundred people are different. You should choose your own tea, mix it yourself, and cook it yourself."

"Looking at the gourd and painting the scoop can be lifelike, and the fake is real, but the perfect one is too fake after all. It looks good, smells good, and tastes good, but it's astringent, delicious, and not good."

She straightened up.

Sit up cross-legged.

Rolling up his sleeves again, he slowly cleaned his hands.

She took the utensils in front of Xianshuling, cleaned, scalded, boiled water, put tea, poured a cup and handed it to the girl with an inexplicable expression.

Bending his eyes, he smiled brightly.

"Try it?"

Xianshuling looked at the cup in silence, the light brown tea soup.

Slowly reached out and took it.

He took a light sip.

Then, with his eyes down, he tightened his fingertips.

There was silence, silent.

"Eh?"

Shen Changlin looked at this and then at that.

scratching his head.

Poke and poke.

"What do you mean? Is the tea he brewed different from the tea this girl brewed?"

Fuxi stretched out his hand, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip.

The whole person was stunned.

He looked down at the tea soup in his hands.

The voice was thin and slow.

"It's different, the technique is the same, the order is the same, the tea temperature is the same, the tea species is the same, but the taste is different—"

"...What the hell?!"

Shen Changlin stared.

He poured himself a glass and poured it into his mouth.

Hit it twice.

He put his hands around his chest, frowned, and tasted carefully.

result--

"Roughly the same?"

Fuxi squinted at him and said nothing.

What do you say to those who drink cows?

Fuxi's contemptuous eyes stimulated Shen Erha.

He did not believe in evil and poured another glass into his mouth.

Smash it. Smash it.

Then, pour it again, pour it again, and smash it again.

Until the pot of Xianshuling and the pot of Chu Juvenile were completely filled.

He just rubbed his stretched stomach, burped and grunted.

"It's almost the same~"

"but--"

He scratched his head.

Some hesitation, and some confusion.

"The little girl's tea smells good and tastes good when you drink it, but it's just like drinking it. It feels like drinking a drink, although it's not sweet."

"And his tea—"

Shen Changlin tilted his head, a little confused.