Her tea-making action is very skilled, as it is often done.

When she saw this scene, she was so amazing that she stopped her footsteps, held the handrails, and held her breath and looked at Song Worry.

The blue skirt highlights her perfection, making her muscles and skinny shirts more white and matte.

Her appearance and dignity are very good.

But the deep inside of the ancient animal is not her appearance, but the technique of tea cooking.

In front of this woman, she will cook tea and raise her hands. It is so elegant. How can it be as arrogant and selfish?

There was a smell of tea in front of the nose, and she couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Really fragrant, really mellow.

After the tea was washed, Song Wuyi picked up a white porcelain teacup and sipped it.

"The tea is good, but the tea is not good, but the fragrance is not sweet." Song Wu worry slightly frown.

"I smell good, Miss." Xu Jing stood next to him and looked at it. The lady would actually cook tea.

Song Wuxi smiled and said: "You come for a drink."

Xu Jing is very happy: "Good."

She came over and sat down next to Song Wushou.

Song Wuxi poured a cup to Xu Jing and handed it to her.

When I looked up, I accidentally stumbled into the white shadow of the stairwell.

Song Wushou thought that it was Gu Yu, and looked up, it was a handsome face.

The other party was looking at her boldly. When she ran into her gaze, he returned to the sun and smiled.

"Tea is really fragrant." Shepherd went down and laughed: "People who know how to taste tea will know how to live."

From the evaluation of her previous sentence, Mugu knew that this woman was very familiar with tea.

"Would you like to have a drink?" Song smiled.

She knew that he was a friend of Gu Yu, but he couldn't remember his name for a moment.

"Of course." Mumu came over, and the big party was sitting undisturbedly next to Song Wushou.

Song Wuxi gave him a cup.

He took a bite and raised Yang Junmei.

"This is the best tea I have ever had!" This is the truth.

He rarely drinks tea, and he drinks a lot of horses and cattle.

Now drink this cup of tea, sweet, and fragrant, the whole person's spirit is full of cool.

"Well, miss, the tea you made is really good." Xu Jing took a sip and felt very mellow.

"When you drink, you can drink a little more." Song Wu worry looked at Xu Jing with radiance.

Shemu turned her head and just saw her eyes flashing, her smile was sweet, and she could not help but be surprised.

Gu Yu, that guy, is really happy.

How selfish can a good master of his servant be?

Mugo felt that the rumors were not credible.

“Have you learned to cook tea?” she asked curiously.

"Yeah." Song nodded nodded. "I have nothing to learn."

“Not bad!” Mu Gu praised the road: “People are beautiful.”

For the praise of the pastoral, Song was not satisfied with the generous acceptance.

Her calmness once again made hershes feel a lot of emotions.

He has seen countless women with beautiful looks and hot bodies.

Even the giants were born, spoiled and spoiled, and there was no such thing as a woman's calm, chic and dignified.

Mugo came out of Gu Yu’s bedroom and was going to go back.

But after sitting down and talking to Song Wu, he forgot to go home.

Song Wuxi's previous life was a staunch and cheerful woman. When he was fighting, he was very joke with the brothers.

However, since being beaten into the cold palace, there is no more intimate person to chat with her.

The original Lord was even poorer, not even a friend.

Song Wushou does not remember how long it has not been like this.

Shemu Gu accompanied her to talk and drink tea, and unconsciously, the two teas were finished.

"Song has no worries, you go to my ranch to play?" Mu Gu Peach Eyes look forward to the Song Worry.