Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the case under the window, like the study of the prince of Xiangfu.

In the middle of the room there was a small red peat fire on which water was burning.

Beside the small stove is an antique table with a set of tea sets on it.

Beside the table were two odd-looking wooden stools, and Gong Yanmo asked his brother and sister to sit down.

Make tea for them yourself. [

Feng Lingyan did not expect that Gong Yanmo had studied the tea ceremony quite well, and his gestures and gestures looked like a tea ceremony master. '

She was able to calm down now, and looked at him coldly, to see how he would explain it.

Seeing his slow and busy work, knowing that this guy won't speak for a while, he looked at his brother: "Brother, why are you here?"

Yun Haotian glanced at Gong Yanmo, smiled wryly and said: "Brother Wei was enjoying flowers and drinking with all the talented scholars in the West Garden, but this guy forced me out and said he wanted to invite me to drink tea, and explain to him by the way. You know, this guy is not so easy to cook tea, in order to solve the problem, I had to come here with him, and it just so happened that you will be here soon..."

Feng Lingyan glanced at Gong Yanmo, and saw that he was wearing a wide robe with long sleeves, and a pair of agarwood clogs.

He is carrying the pot to rinse the tea set with the first brewed tea.

Ordered the gaiwan, the sea of ​​tea, the smelling cup, and the teacup one by one.

The technique is beautiful, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

It looks elegant and elegant, free and easy, quite in the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Feng Lingyan pursed her lips: "How did you know I would find this place?"

This guy is a fairy?

She was able to predict her whereabouts first, and even brought her brother to prepare.

Gong Yanmo smiled, and gave her a dumbfounding answer: "Guess. Intuition. Even if you don't come, I still want to invite the prince to drink tea."

Feng Lingyan was choked by his words, paused for a moment, and snorted: "Okay, tell me, I'll listen! "