Sima Ziyan is usually very eloquent, but now she is unable to argue. She lowered her eyes and said with some angriness: "Wendong, don't make fun of me."
Ye Wendong laughed, "Zi Yan, your usual skin doesn't seem to be that thin? Why can't you hold it anymore?"
Ye Wendong got back a game and he felt very happy. When he thought of Sima Ziyan leading the nose, he felt like he let out a sigh.
Although the two are unmarried couples, Ye Wendong and Sima Ziyan both have competitive spirits.
Ye Wendong picked a little herb, pulled out the juice, and applied it to Sima Ziyan's buttocks.
Sima Ziyan felt very comfortable when she was cold.
"You have a rest first and don't sit on an ant again, unless you want to be spanked by me again."
Sima Ziyan's face turned slightly red. It was the first time she had never been spanked by someone even though she was so old.
To be honest, apart from shame, Sima Ziyan felt quite comfortable.
Sima Ziyan was shocked. How could she have such an idea?
She quickly shook her head, thinking that it must be because the fire ant bites her and that she was affected, and that she thought this way. It must be true.
Ye Wendong did not have the mental skills, so he didn't know the entanglement in Sima Ziyan's heart. Now he is concentrating on making tea.
Sima Ziyan no longer dared to sit down. She found a safer place to sit down and just watched Ye Wendong stir-fry tea.
Ye Wendong usually looks ordinary, and even a little rustic, and has nothing to do with handsomeness.
I can only say that I am sunny and vigorous, not very old, dark and silly.
This is why, when you meet Ye Wendong, you will think that he is a farmer.
But when he works hard and concentrates, he looks particularly charming.
In order to facilitate the tea, he rolled up his sleeves, his forearm muscles were bulging, his veins were bulging, and he was full of strength.
Sima Ziyan was fascinated by the sight and stared at Ye Wendong without blinking.
At this time, Ye Wendong suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Sima Ziyan, just in time to look at her.
Sima Ziyan felt a little guilty inexplicably. Maybe she was watching Ye Wendong being caught and embarrassed.
Ye Wendong didn't notice it, but smiled and said to Sima Ziyan: "It's ready!"
Sima Ziyan was shocked and hurried forward. Seeing the small handful of tea leaves in Ye Wendong's palm, she asked hesitantly: "Wendong, what does this little tea taste like if you can't brew it?"
Ye Wendong nodded and said, "Yes, this wild tea needs particularly strict conditions to be stir-fried. I'll stir-fry a little first to give you a try."
Ye Wendong said, taking out the thermos cup, which contained hot water.
I have to say that the store where the mountaineering supplies I bought at the foot of the mountain is still very conscientious, and everything is well-made, especially the pot of stir-fried tea, which makes him twice the result with half the effort.
The tea fried by Ye Wendong was soaked in water, and a melodious green slowly dissipated. Soon, the beautiful green spread throughout the cup, and an indescribable strange fragrance penetrated into Sima Ziyan's nose.
Sima Ziyan sighed, "Wow, it smells so good."
Ye Wendong grinned and said, "Right? This kind of wild tea that grows pure and naturally tastes very fragrant. Try it and be careful to burn it."
Sima Ziyan nodded and took a sip.
As soon as she took a sip, the bitter taste spread in Sima Ziyan's mouth. Her delicate pretty face instantly became distorted, and she subconsciously wanted to spit it out.
But when she wanted to take action, a trace of sweetness bloomed in her mouth. How can I describe it?
There is a fragrance that smells after the new rain in the empty mountains, and tastes the sweetness in the air.
When Ye Wendong saw the surprised expression on Sima Ziyan's face, he grinned and said, "Did you feel very bitter just now? You're going to spit it out?"
Sima Ziyan nodded quickly, "Yes, but it soon became sweet and tasted very good."
Ye Wendong said: "This is called "Take a sweet taste after all the bitterness. That kind of sweet taste is different, right?"
Sima Ziyan nodded, "Although I don't have much research on tea, people often give us good tea, so I still have a little understanding of tea."
Sima Ziyan has drunk tens of thousands of tea leaves, but the taste is not as good as this tea.
"But Wendong, there are many teas for returning sweets? Like Kuding tea, it can be regarded as teas for returning sweets. Although you are fragrant and sweet, I am still worried..."
Ye Wendong grinned and said, "Don't worry, the mystery of this tea is more than this. Okay, I have to continue to stir-fry tea."
Ye Wendong and Sima Ziyan stayed on the mountain all day long, and the sun was about to set, and they hurriedly left the scenic area.
On the way back, Sima Ziyan felt passers-by looking at them frequently, and she was a little puzzled, but when she heard everyone say that she was fragrant, she reported that she should be very close to her when she was frying tea.
The smell was stained with her.
Ye Wendong and the others took the last sightseeing bus back to the city. The driver was very talkative, especially when he saw Ye Wendong and Sima Ziyan, he thought they were young lovers, so he kept saying it.
"There is a kind of fire ant on the mountain that is scary. If you bite it, you will itch all over your body! However, the treatment method is also very simple and crude. Just pat it hard and it will be fine. Have you ever encountered it?"
Sima Ziyan was stunned. She glanced at Ye Wendong suspiciously, and Ye Wendong looked out the window silently.
"Master, does this poisonous blood require special techniques? Or is it useful to shoot a designated person?"
The master frowned, "No, anyone can shoot, just use some force."
Sima Ziyan:...
Her beautiful eyes fell on Ye Wendong, and Ye Wendong felt a little guilty when he was seen.
After getting off the car, Sima Ziyan chased Ye Wendong and asked, "Wendong, should you give me an explanation, huh?"
Ye Wendong covered up and smiled, "Well... well, I don't know much. It turns out that someone else can take pictures, but I was negligent!"
Sima Ziyan snorted softly, "You are a miracle doctor, don't you know? Do you think I am a three-year-old girl?"
Ye Wendong grabbed his head and smiled silly, "Oh, it's exposed."
Sima Ziyan was a little annoyed, and Ye Wendong actually lied to her.
Ye Wendong hurried forward, "Good wife, I was wrong. I won't tease you anymore. Now we have to wash up and change clothes to attend the tea-fighting conference. What do you think?"
"Okay, let's spare you this time, let's go back to the villa."