Transmigrated into the second generation of Chengxiu, I betrayed the family

Han Qianlong went to help her.

Ling Gu Yue mechanically followed his movements to stand up.

Looking up, he asked him dumbly, "Eldest senior brother, Master doesn't want me anymore?"

"How could it be?" Her state made Han Qianlong a little distressed, and also felt that Zhenzun Luo Pan had done too much, "Uncle Six just hates that iron cannot be made into steel, and is mad at you for always gambling with your own life."

Seeing that she still didn't respond, Han Qianlong tapped her on the head, "Yue'er, do you think Uncle Six loves you? How is your relationship with him?"

"Of course he loves me." Ling Guyue replied without any hesitation, "Although he is my master, he is no different from my father."

Han Qianlong sighed, "So, Yue'er, what old father would want his daughter to risk everything to go on adventures in search of excitement? You are using a knife to stir his heart."

He brought Ling Guyue back to his own yard, where Long Yu was lying on a deck chair basking in the sun, his enchanting figure did not look like a snake, but rather a charming fox.

"Hey, rare guest, why did Xiaoyue'er come to your elder brother's yard today? Where's Xiao Qi?"

Han Qianlong gave him a sharp knife and told him to go away.

Years of tacit understanding allowed Long Yu to receive the signal at once, put away his cynical expression, and was sitting at the stone table to make tea in a leisurely manner.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Long Yu's feeling of making tea is completely different from that of Han Qianlong.

It seems that as soon as Long Yu sat there, the whole world became peaceful, only seeing his pleasing movements, and hearing the different sounds of water pouring from one container to another.

Ling Guyue suddenly felt calm down.

Smelling the fresh fragrance of tea, she seemed to be in a dream.

"Is it alright?"

Hearing Han Qianlong's question, Long Yu rolled his eyes in a nonchalant manner, "It would be too useless for me to miss such a foundation-builder as Xiaoyue'er."

Han Qianlong felt relieved, and had some fun arguing with Long Yu.

"Yes, before someone met me, there was indeed such a waste."

The corners of Han Qianlong's mouth rose uncontrollably when he thought of the disheveled and vicious kid before his awakening.

This look is really underwhelming.

Long Yu felt angry, but he didn't stop moving his hands. He decided that after Ling Guyue recovered, he had to fool Ling Guyue into calling him Brother Longyu to see if Han Ganlong was angry.

On weekdays, she knew how to be angry with him, and she acted like a gentle and modest gentleman in front of others. When she came to him, she had to bully him before giving up.

Before he got too angry, he saw Han Qianlong pick up a cup of tea, blew on it twice, and put it to his lips to sip the tea.

"Well! If you only talk about the skill of making tea, you will be second, and no one will dare to be the first."

Long Yu was once again angered by adding fuel to the fire, and made him angry and even drank tea leisurely in front of him to force Lai Lai.

He couldn't help but squeezed his throat and began to reply, "Brother is really a philanthropic person. I think I have drunk a lot of tea made by others, otherwise how would I make such an evaluation."

Long Yu was born beautiful, but now he is holding his throat and imitating a woman's accent. Even if he is a straight man, he might want to be bent by him for a moment.

"What A Yu said makes sense." Han Qianlong played with the cup in his hand, then drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, approached him and said, "My brother has countless confidante friends, but there is only one person who can go hand in hand. This person , but jealous?"

Very good, but I can't say it, I can't flirt with it, I don't even have the thick skin of others, Long Yu is impatient, if he is not still creating a peaceful illusion, he really wants to draw Han Qianlong into a fight.

He will not show mercy.

As soon as this idea came out, he instantly felt that it was reliable, and with a pause, the speed of casting the spell slowed down a bit.

Ling Guyue, who was sitting across from him, suddenly slapped the table, "Xiaoyue'er! Try to mess around with me again!"