Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 523 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (13)

Most of the small pot of tea went into Yin Chang's stomach. He still wanted to chat with Rong Yan for a while, but it was time for him to deal with the memorial.

Although it was a pity, he could only leave first.

When he left, he looked at He You, who was still leaning on the railing to feed the fish, with a hesitant expression.

"Master Ye is still leaving?"

He always felt that putting Rong Yan and Ye Qiao together was inexplicably dangerous.

He bowed again and bowed his lips slightly.

"The minister will enjoy the scenery for a while."

Once Yin Chang left, only Rong Yan and He You were left in the small pavilion.

The schools of fish in the pool scrambled to He You's side, and they never refused the fish food that was thrown down.

He You also sprinkled fish food down one after another.

Rong Yan took a sip of tea and said in a clear voice, "Enough."

He turned to look at him again.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes slightly: "They don't know how to control, they will eat as much as you feed them."

He looked at the school of fish surrounded by fish food in the pond again, and patted the debris on his palm.

She obediently agreed, and sat down beside Rong Yan.

"Then I won't feed it."

Rong Yan lowered his brows and eyes slightly, holding the teacup with his bare hands, and carefully rinsed the tea set.

He You lay half prone on the stone table, watching his movements without blinking.

Rong Yan pursed her lips lightly, the sapphire stone on her forehead was filled with light water color.

"looking at what?"

Ye Qiao obviously didn't like tea tasting and had no interest in tea ceremony.

He bent his eyes again: "Look at you."

The hand holding on to the teapot trembled slightly, and the light green tea was spilled on the table. Rong Yan raised his eyes in a daze, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He pursed his lips: "Why?"

He laughed again, her eyes fell on the young man Qingjun's eyebrows, she suddenly leaned forward and moved closer to him.

"Because you look good."

Because of her sudden approach, Rong Yan subconsciously turned his body backwards.

The sapphire stone on the forehead swayed slightly, the blue light set off a pair of twinkling eyes, and the shape of the bright red lips was beautiful.

Rong Yan lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes cast a light shadow.

"It's better for Mr. Ye not to say such things in the future."

He tilted his head again, still smiling.

"Why? Is it because you will be shy when you hear it?"

With downcast eyes, Rong Yan wiped away the water stains just splashed on the stone table with a cotton kerchief.

He said softly, "No."

He prolonged his voice again, and let out a slow "oh".

She bent her lips and pointed to the side of Rong Yan's face.

"But your ears are all red."

The young man turned his body slightly, his white earlobe was red, and the fine fluff could be seen clearly in the sunlight.

Rong Yan subconsciously raised her hand to touch the hot earlobe, and pursed her lips tightly.

His tone was a little more serious, with a hint of warning.

"Master Ye."

Zhu Qing, who looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, was already stunned.

His master, this method of teasing people is really skilled.

He also knew that if he continued teasing, the little beauty in front of him would really become angry from embarrassment.

She stopped in time and poured herself a cup of tea.

The tea was bitter, she frowned while drinking it.

She smacked her lips decently: "Good tea!"

She is a person who doesn't understand tea at all, how can she know what is so good about this tea.

Rong Yan glanced over lightly, and after returning to calm, he felt that his gaffe just now was a bit inappropriate.

He pursed his lips: "What's the good thing?"

He was sure that the person in front of him who knew nothing about tea could not say anything reasonable.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed and raised his teacup.

"Good tea maker."

She took another sip of her tea, no frown this time.

"The person who makes the tea is absolutely unparalleled. Of course, this tea is not an ordinary thing."

Rong Yan's hand holding the teacup tightened, and her earlobes turned red again.

He lowered his eyes slightly, with slight annoyance in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)