Female supporting role she is entangled by the villain

Chapter 215 Enchanting Witch: Shangxian, don't run away! (7)

After a heated argument over the surname issue, the two finally died down.

It's not like a fierce quarrel, because Ye Shengge was the only one arguing from the beginning to the end, and Rong Hua was an old god, who occasionally nodded his precious head.

Ye Shengge was annoyed and aggrieved, and in a fit of anger picked up the purple clay pot and drank it all in one gulp, and finally burped loudly.

Ye Shengge held the purple clay pot, and squinted at him triumphantly: "I'm sorry, your tea is so delicious, so I couldn't hold it back for a while."

The corner of Rong Hua's mouth twitched, his usually calm face was a little cracked.

He endured and endured, so he didn't leave directly.

"It's okay. I'll be drunk by a cow!"

Now it was Ye Shengge who was choked.She glared at someone, her teeth itching with hatred.

Beef chewing peonies!Just remember this sentence, right?
"Return the teapot!" Ye Shengge threw the teapot over angrily.

Rong Hua reached out to catch it, and when he looked up, Ye Shengge was already gone.

The corner of his lips twitched, and he played with the purple clay pot, as if he had encountered something good to be happy about.

……

From then on, Ye Shengge often ran into Rong Hua in the garden.

He seems to be particularly interested in this slightly barren garden. When he is not practicing, he often comes to sit in the garden for a while.

Have a cup of tea, or just sit quietly and meditate.

When this reached Ye Shengge's ears, she couldn't help but stroll around in the garden.

Obviously not very eye-catching, but I came here unknowingly, and when I came back to my senses, I wanted to beat my chest, but it would still be the same next time.

Therefore, it also created this chance encounter again and again.

The way the two get along is also very peculiar.

Or just sit relatively dry and don't say a word.Either one side listens silently and the other side chatters.

It was Ye Shengge who was nagging, and Rong Hua was listening.

But Ye Shengge wasn't sure if that bastard Rong Hua listened.He seemed to miss the students in the modern world when they were in class, their eyes fixed on the blackboard, and their concentration on listening to the lecture, but in fact, they didn't know where their minds had wandered.

Ye Shengge didn't ask for confirmation.

She didn't want to, and she didn't want to, in fact, it would be nice to have someone to listen to quietly.

It doesn't have to be really annoying.

So this pattern lasted for a long time.

Unknowingly, Rong Hua has been in the Mozu for three months.

Although swords were on the verge every time, Ye Shengge and Rong Hua had become acquainted with each other a lot.

Rong Hua will not keep a rigid face all the time and keep silent.Occasionally, he would say a few words, and more rarely, he would smile.

as it is now...

Rong Hua stood under the magic bone tree, big fiery red magic bone flowers bloomed on the branches, and his snow-white robe was immaculate.

That exquisite and perfect face is inadvertently fascinated by people's eyes.

"Hi!"

Suddenly, a figure hung upside down from the tree, a fiery red dress seemed to be integrated with the magic bone flower, and its delicate face was just opposite to Rong Hua.

"Rong Hua, long time no see, miss me?"

Ye Shengge's eyebrows were curved, and a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, wanton and flamboyant.

The two are very close, nose to nose, and if they get closer, they can touch each other.

Between one piece and one close, breathing is intertwined, full of ambiguity.

Rong Hua's heart skipped a beat.He blinked and took a step back subconsciously, keeping a distance from her.

"Your Highness Holy Witch, we just met yesterday!" He said lightly.

There was still no slight fluctuation on his face, coupled with his movements, it seemed to be a silent rejection.

Ye Shengge frowned slightly hurt: "Rong Hua, are you despising me?"

The red lips were slightly pursed, and the phoenix eyes contained grievances, as if she really seemed to be bullied, which really aroused pity.

Ronghua's breathing was stagnant, and his earlobes were red with discomfort: "You worry too much, I don't despise you."

"Then why are you so far away from me?"

Rong Hua: "..." He couldn't answer, because he didn't know why, he just backed away subconsciously.

Ye Shengge narrowed her phoenix eyes, swayed her body, and leaned close to his cheek again.Whether it was intentional or not, the tip of her nose just brushed against his lips.

Rong Hua's body froze in an instant, and he couldn't help but retreat again.

Ye Shengge saw his intention, raised his eyebrows immediately, and sternly said, "If you really don't dislike it, then you can't retreat!"

Rong Hua's retreating steps were taken back abruptly.

Looking at someone so close at hand, those sparkling phoenix eyes are particularly alluring from this angle.While breathing, a faint daughter's fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, and Rong Hua suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Ye Shengge giggled triumphantly: "Idiot, you're smart!"

Rong Hua smiled, but let out a deep sigh from his throat.When his cold eyes touched Ye Shengge, they softened slightly.As if looking at a naughty girl.

Ye Shengge was a little ashamed, and his original good mood disappeared under these gazes.

The red lips pouted slightly, and with a movement of her figure, she jumped down from the magic bone tree and landed firmly on the ground.

She suddenly stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, her face full of arrogance: "You are not allowed to look at me like this! Next time, I will pick out your eyeballs!"

Rong Hua's eyes moved, and the soft touch made him a little uncomfortable.

The Adam's apple moved, and said softly: "Okay."

That look of pampering her daughter is even more depressing.

Ye Shengge's heart was clogged, but he still reluctantly took his hand back, bounced over to the stone table and sat down.

"My surname is Rong, I want tea!" Ye Shengge bossed her around arrogantly.

Rong Hua was still standing under the tree, he was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his head amusedly: "Okay, I'll be here right away."

He walked over slowly, sat opposite Ye Shengge, took out the set of tools from before, and cooked tea silently.The flowing movements are as stunning as the first time.

Ye Shengge was unusually quiet, his eyes following his movements.

Looking at the slender hand like white jade, she sincerely sighed... This hand is so beautiful and tight!Looking at his own hands, they are also slender and beautiful, and they are also painted with impatiens flower juice, but they are a bit dull when they are put together with other people's hands.

People are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

That's the reason.

After several complicated procedures, the tea has been boiled. Holding the purple sand pot, clear tea flows out of the small mouth, accompanied by a burst of refreshing fragrance.

Ronghua put the small teacup in front of Ye Shengge before pouring himself another cup of tea.

"Try it, this is the silver needle you sent last time. Although it is not as good as Yuwu tea, it is still a good product!"

"Yeah." Ye Shengge nodded lightly, picked up the quilt and put it in his palm, shook it slightly, closed his eyes and sniffed the tea, and then took a sip of the tea.

This series of actions has shown the style of tea art for the first time.

(End of this chapter)