[441 wants to hit, you hit me]

"Drinking tea?"

Qi Xuan held the cup of tea, without looking up, "Jingting Lvxue Tea, Wen Jin spent a lot of time and ordered people to find it from a long distance. The tongue is bitter and fragrant, and it is a high-quality tea."

Tianliang lowered his head and saw that he had presented a cup of tea to her, and said with a smile: "I cooked it myself, girl, try it."

The jade-white cup is floating with tender green leaves, and the pekoe is exposed. Just one smell, you will feel the aftertaste is mellow.

He is always like this, whenever and wherever, with this leisurely mood.

Tianliang took it, took a sip on the lips and tongue, and suddenly felt the taste was mellow and refreshing.

It is also the fact that the tea made by Qixuan did not add a lot of onion, ginger, orange peel and other sundries to lose the original taste of the tea. Instead, the tea was added at the moment of boiling, and the fire was properly controlled, which just retained the original flavor of the tea. Direction and flavor.

Qingming washes the accumulated faintness, and the wonderful fragrance filters the floating dust.

It was the first time she experienced this artistic conception while drinking tea, and most of this artistic conception came from the man standing opposite him with an elegant posture and a picturesque posture pouring tea...

Taking a closer look, I feel that he is still as beautiful and graceful as when we met before, untouched by ordinary people, unconcerned about the chaos of the world.

Where is there a little careerist look?

And where is the slightest bit that can be hated?

Tianliang put down the teacup and sighed: "Qi Xuan, I only ask you one question, I hope you can answer me, just one question is fine."

Qi Xuan put up his sleeves and put up the tea, and said hello.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Tianliang stared at him with a puzzled expression, "I really don't understand, what are you doing, and what do you want to do now, tell me."

Qi Xuan paused for a while, put down the teacup and meditated for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to listen?"

Tianliang nodded, solemnly, "Answer me truthfully."

Mr. Qi said seriously: "Fishing."

Tianliang gritted his teeth, got up and walked to the bed in the tent, picked up the pillow, threw it at him fiercely, and roared in a low voice: "Keep your secret and go to the coffin, I will listen to it in the future!"

After saying that, he flashed out with an angry red face, as fast as a gust of wind.

Qi Xuan didn't pick up the pillow, and watched the pillow hit the table with a bang, and landed on the cup. It all fell to the ground with a bang, the tea cup was destroyed, and the tea dripped all over the floor, splashing on his body. , a mess...

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

Tian Liang was very depressed and very angry. She ran all the way to the bushes behind the camp, raised her hand and punched it, one punch after another, the back of her hand was scratched, it hurt, and it hurt. There is no rest.

When she was depressed, when she raised her fist again, someone grabbed her elbow and blocked her fist.

"What to do!" The man's eager tone was a little ferocious, but after forcibly grabbing her, the strength in his hand became lighter as if he was afraid of hurting her. A bad habit of self-mutilation."

Tianliang turned back immediately, looked at the man's face, and was taken aback.

The face is like a crown jade, the eyebrows are handsome, and the eyes are as clear as gods. She still has the wanton demeanor, but compared to before, her body seems to be a little more refined, and her skin tone is more tanned. The evil spirit was almost completely replaced by this masculine masculinity.

Feng Aotian.

It's Feng Aotian.

Tianliang stared wide-eyed, "You...why are you in the Dongjing barracks?"

"This is what this king wants to ask you." Feng Aotian was full of displeasure, "What are you doing in Dongjing barracks, General Xifeng!"

"People need to be polite," Tian Liang glared at him, "I asked you first."

"What happened to you in Beiyu, Dongjing sent a letter back to the country a few days ago. After the father saw it, he accepted Dongjing's proposal for the coalition to attack Beiyu. You will also lead this soldier," Feng Aotian said calmly. Explain, "I also heard about you. I wanted to go to Beiyu to find you, but after receiving the imperial decree, I realized that you were waiting for reinforcements in Dongjing, so I rushed over with the army."

"When did you arrive?"

"It's this morning", Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "This hall is here, looking for me, General Xifeng, only to find out that you have brought other people's soldiers to fight, general, do you need to explain to this crown prince? "

Tianliang remembered that Qi Xuan said two days ago that she was not bringing Dongjing soldiers, she thought she was asking Li's guards to help her, but she didn't want to involve Xifeng and the alliance army.

The matter is so big, this time, for all Beiyu people, she is bound to be a sinner through the ages.

Tianliang scratched his head, fluffed his hair, looking bored and troubled...

"Is this the general's so-called politeness?" Feng Aotian pulled her hand pinching her head, "You helped someone escape marriage, let Dong Jing take advantage of the loophole, and now you have caused such a big mess, why are you still staying in Dong Jing's barracks?"

Tianliang thought about the things he experienced in Beiyu being calculated by Qixuan, shook his head, and didn't mention it, just said four words, "Keep silent."

Feng Aotian became angry when he heard it, "I ordered you not to remain silent."

"Then I'd better punch my fist." Tianliang made a gesture to get up and raise her fist, Feng Aotian hurriedly grabbed her hand, looking at the fine and broken marks, couldn't help but said with distress: "If you want to hit, you hit me."

Tianliang glared at him, "I'm fine, what are you doing to hit you!"

"You are fine, why are you beating wood?" The third prince's tone was suspicious.

Tian Liang choked for a moment, and angrily punched him on the shoulder, "You are really wrong when you ask for a beating."

"That depends on who fights."

Feng Aotian suddenly smiled, took Tianliang's hand, pulled it into his arms, and hugged it to his chest.

The strong man's breath rushed into his nostrils, enveloping her tightly, Tian Liang cleverly hid to the side, he directly bullied his whole body, pressed down on the grass, embraced her with both arms, and buried his face in the into the crescent of her neck...

"My lord, you are really stubborn..."

Tianliang raised his hand and struggled, but he heard him whispering in her ear: "I didn't close my eyes for two days and two nights in order to come to see you early, General, let me hug you for a while and rest for a while."

"No", Tianliang refused, "I'm going to scout the generals, hand-picked the number of people, and see how the camp is set up..."

"It's all arranged", Feng Aotian looked very tired, and his voice became intermittent, "for a while...just a while..."

I have never heard such a soft tone from him, and I couldn't refute it when it was cold.

She turned her head and pushed him, only to find that this man had fallen asleep in such an instant!

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