As Fan Ruoyu finished speaking, Ya and Tianyou looked at the leaves in the cup at the same time. It was exactly what Fan Ruoyu said.

"Look at its color again. Before it was brewed, it was green and even. In the shade, it looked dark green, and in the sunlight it was even brighter green, without any slight yellowishness. After brewing, the bottom of the leaves was bright green and bright. It

The aroma is refreshing and long-lasting, and it is more resistant to brewing than ordinary famous teas. As a saying goes: "After three or four brews, the fragrance will still remain." Generally, it has the aroma of orchids.

Take a sip, the taste is fresh and mellow, and the aftertaste is sweet. Even if you add too much tea when making tea, it will not be bitter or astringent. People who are not good at tea often feel light and tasteless when drinking it. Some people say that it is "sweet and fragrant like orchid, quiet but not bitter."

It is bland and seems to be tasteless. After drinking it, I feel a kind of harmonious air that sinks between the teeth and cheeks. This tasteless taste is even tasteless."

After Fan Ruoyu finished speaking, Ya and Tianyou also took a sip at the same time.

Fan Ruoyu ignored the expressions on their faces after drinking, and started to drink tea again. Putting down the cup, he saw that they seemed to be still savoring the sweetness of the tea. Fan Ruoyu's eyes wandered around the table, and he saw that there seemed to be no dry tea in it.

Jar, I feel a pity in my heart.[

Her eyes moved to Luo Xin, and she raised her eyebrows with a sarcastic smile. Seeing this, Luo Xin's almond-shaped eyes widened, but unfortunately she couldn't speak or move at this time.

The corners of his lips curled up, and as he lowered his head to sip the tea, his dark eyes flashed past, and his thin lips moved slightly.

With a "bang", Luo Xin, who was originally standing, fell to the ground. He was thrown on his back, but his voice and movement were restrained, so he could only fall down and couldn't even let out a muffled groan.

Fan Ruoyu put down the teacup, raised his head, and looked at Luo Xin who was lying on the ground. He could not make any sound, his face had turned the color of pig liver, and was purple from suffocation. His pupils were dilated, and he looked at Tianyou with a praying look.

Tianyou was holding the tea cup, as if he was immersed in drinking tea, as if he was not affected by the sound just now.

Fan Ruoyu bit his lower lip, nodded to Ya, and then said to Feng Luo: "Go and have a look. The mad dog lying on the ground affects the scenery in my eyes too much. This private room looks elegant, but there are too many

A mad dog, what a pity!"

"Yes!" Feng Luo bowed, "Master, why don't you throw the mad dog out?"

"No," Fan Ruoyu shook his head, "When I'm full, I'm going to tell His Highness the Prince about this mad dog. If this is not clear, we are in the wrong place!" Fan Ruoyu said the last sentence.

The trailing note of the voice was pleasant to the ear, but it just stopped in Luo Xin's ears, which made her feel cold all over.

He looked at Fan Ruoyu in horror, his vision was shrouded by shadows. He wanted to struggle and call for help, but found that he could not make a sound or move his body. Finally, his almond-shaped eyes were filled with despair, and a trace of arrogance and contempt was gone.

Feng Luo silently spread some tasteless breath to the 'mad dog' on the ground, and then dragged her aside to avoid the sight of her master. She strictly followed Fan Ruoyu's words, and the scenery in her sight was stained with filth.

Things will affect the scenery in this box.

Tianyou paused slightly while drinking tea. From the beginning to the end when the old man in Tsing Yi introduced him, the petite girl in front of him was sleeping. Then how did she know that she was the prince of Tianzhijiao? What if it was the one named Ya?
Chapter completed!