Chen Yang stepped on the bluestone board and released his spirit and power to sense all possible crises around him.
Although he looked calm, the maidservant in green seemed to see his vigilance and said with a smile, "young master, we really won't hurt you at all. You don't need to be nervous."
Chen Yang sneered, did not say much, but still remain vigilant.
The maid in green smiles, no longer teases Chen Yang, and quietly takes the road.
As he approached the bamboo house, Chen Yang only heard the sound of silk and bamboo, which floated out of the bamboo house, leisurely and pleasant.
The moment he heard it, he thought the music was confusing himself, but then he found that the music was very clear, without the slightest energy mixed in, very pure.
All the people in the world of Mo are practitioners. They have more or less accomplishments. The music they play will have a little energy anyway.
It's hard to listen to pure music.
It can only be said that the person who plays musical instruments is likely to have no accomplishments.
Otherwise, they are masters of controlling their own energy.
"Young master Chen Yang, here you are."
The music suddenly stopped, and a woman's voice, which was more beautiful than the music, came from the bamboo house.
Chen Yang only felt that the sound was thousands of times more beautiful than the sound of nature. When he heard it, he was distracted.
Silence, he came back to God, the dark road is fierce, the voice clearly no energy, but beautiful, intoxicating.
He saluted the bamboo house and said, "is it the owner of the bamboo house? How do you know Chen Yang's name
"Mr. Chen, please come in and have a talk."
The voice rang out again, inviting Chen Yang into the room.
"So your surname is Chen."
The maid in green tilted her head and looked at Chen Yang. With a playful smile, she opened the bamboo door and said, "Mr. Chen, please."
Chen Yang is more and more confused. This is Lin Hengya's first time here. Why does the owner recognize him.
And it seems that he is quite polite to himself.
He took back his thoughts and walked into the bamboo house. He only felt the light smell of sandalwood floating in the air. He smelled the nasal cavity, rippling leisurely, which made his body and mind relaxed.
Inside the bamboo house, all objects are made of bamboo.
On the front is a green bamboo short table. Behind it, a woman in a long white skirt sits on her knees.
This woman is pouring tea, head down, waterfall like black hair down, covering her cheek, can only see the crystal clear lovely ears.
When she finished pouring tea, she looked up, and the beautiful face was completely displayed in front of Chen Yang.
This face, with unspeakable beauty, is extremely beautiful.
Even Chen Yang, who has seen countless beauties, is stunned when he sees them. He thinks that if there are fairies in the world, they must be the people in front of him.
He was stunned, and his eyes were clear again. There was no blasphemy or offense, only appreciation and exclamation.
"Mr. Chen, please have tea."
With a faint smile on her face, the woman in white looks elegant and dusty. She reaches out her green jade finger and points to the bamboo cup with half a cup of tea poured on the table, indicating Chen Yang to drink tea.
"Thank you, miss!"
Chen Yang bows his hand to thank him. He walks to the bamboo table, sits on the ground with his knees crossed, and holds up the tea cup. He feels the long fragrance of tea, refreshing. He can't help but swallow it all. He feels the entrance is quiet, his body and mind are empty, as if he has washed his soul.
"Good tea."
Chen Yang can't help but praise a sentence, on the difference between the clap and rise.
As soon as his voice fell, he heard the maidservant in green standing at the door chuckling and said, "Mr. Chen, this tea needs three times, three layers and three flavors. You can finish it in one sip. It's like eating peony."
"Qing'er, don't be presumptuous."
The woman in white yelled. She was clearly teaching the maid in green. But the voice seemed to be coquettish and angry, which made her bones crisp.
If the man to such a sound, it is simply soul.
But the maid in green spat out her tongue and stood at the door. She said, "yes, miss."
The woman in white took back her eyes and showed a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. She said to Chen Yangyan, "I spoil Qing'er on weekdays. I'm sorry for my impoliteness."
That smile, is really a hundred Mei Sheng, Mu spring breeze.
But the woman in white didn't mean to be seduced. It's all the charm from her heart. There's no solution at all.
Chen Yang asked himself that his determination was already very high, but he quickly lowered his head and was unwilling to look directly at the woman in white. Playing with the bamboo cup in his hand, he said with a smile: "Miss, I'm serious. I really don't understand the flavor of this tea and wasted the best tea."
"Ha ha."
Qing'er didn't dare to look at her young lady even when she saw Chen Yang. She seemed to watch the excitement and laughed.
The woman in white looks sulky. Unexpectedly, her slight anger makes her more heroic.It's still like that, but the feeling is different.
This woman is so changeable and charming.
Chen Yang just aimed at the eye, then quickly bowed his head again, heart said that he met the goblin?
But the woman in white scolded Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, you don't know etiquette. I'll punish you for copying the Scriptures a hundred times. Give it to me tomorrow. Now you'll copy the Scriptures."
"Miss..."
Qing'er still wants to argue, but it seems that the woman in white is really angry. She wants to talk but stops. She pouts her lips, stares at Chen Yang's back and walks away.
"Mr. Chen, I'm laughing."
The woman in white apologized to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang said with a smile, "it's just a small matter. In fact, there's no need to punish Qing'er. She's very good at her undisguised temperament."
The woman in white pursed a smile and poured a cup of tea for Chen Yang. She said to Chen Yang, who did not dare to look at her with her head down: "Mr. Chen, this tea is called Sanpin tea. It has different flavors with different temperatures, different layers and different times. It can taste more than 20 kinds of special flavors."
Chen Yang was surprised: "there is such a mysterious tea in the world, but I have never seen it."
As soon as he finished, Chen Yang found that he was walking with the other party's words unconsciously.
This time, without waiting for the woman in white to speak, he asked first: "by the way, miss has not answered me. Why do you know my name? Who are you? "
"When I first met Mr. Chen, I was so happy that I lost my courtesy. No wonder Mr. Chen did."
This is the third time that a woman in white has bowed down to apologize.
Chen Yangsheng was afraid that she would change the subject again, but this time he finally said, "my little girl's name is Lin Zhu. As for my son's name, I can tell you from dayanguo."
Chen Yang doubts a way: "what do you ask me to do?"
Lin Zhu leisurely said: "don't get me wrong, young master. It's not the little girl who is trying to hurt you. It's a very important matter that involves you."
"What's the matter?" Chen Yang asked.
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