Chapter 177: My tea, no one can drink

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"Who is that?"
Zhang Shuming took the lead in returning to the gods, but his eyes were somewhat free. He likes Xia Bingyan for many years. One is to ask for it. The second is Xia Bingyan's appearance is the biggest factor. Most of the men are visual animals. When they see Lin Luoran, they are stunned on the spot.
It’s not just Zhang Shuming’s, but Xia Bingyan’s look at the cold, but most of it is the loneliness that was cultivated by the boys’ pursuits. It is completely different from Lin Luoran’s alienated people’s temperament and has essential differences. She is proud of her own appearance, and she is self-respecting, so she will sneer at the side of the half-face taken by Qian Yuan, thinking that it is a big lie that Yu Yuan has made in order to create a topic.
However, the people in the photo actually appeared in reality!
Xia Bingyan did not know what it was like at the moment. She was fortunate that she wore a baseball cap and covered most of her face.
"Zhuyuan, this is what you said the fairy?" A Ma Zi also came back to God, with a disdain to ask the Yuan, but could not completely conceal the sigh of disdain.
As a girl, Xia Bingyan’s roommate woke up from the shock, but more was pantothenic, and the speech was naturally bitter:
Zhuyuan, don’t you know the so-called fairy? Why don’t you ask you to sit in the past?

Qu Yuan’s good temper is also a bit disgusting. The reason why Xia Bingyan firmly believes that he is lying, this girl named Jiang Ping is not in the middle of the provocation - he said, he is not so much free money, to please this river Ping, when he and Xia Bingyan had a good time, this girl often saw him snarling, it was too much!
If it is normal, it will be gone... Really, it is normal, but this is his encounter with the "fairy". In this way, when he is trying to wash his grievances, Jiang Ping speaks in such a tone, so that Yan Yuan can not help but hold Tight fists -
He was surprised to think about Xia Bingyan’s thoughts. The only thought was that they would discuss these things in person, would they be embarrassed about the fairies... She still didn’t know that she would send photos online? Some Yuan Yuan regretted their own vanity.
The face of Qian Yuan, when it is white and red, red and purple, is more varied than the morning glow.
In fact, Lin Luoran heard the arguments of these students.
She is now a little unforgettable trend. It is said that this college student named Qian Yuan, or the first Chinese person she saw from the Blood Pond Palace, is also a good relationship. Something touched and progressed. She was in a good mood at this time. Under the circumstance, it seems that this Yuanyuan passed her photo on Xiaojin to the net.
Looks like his classmates are laughing at him?
After listening to a few words, Lin Luoran quickly figured out the general situation.
In the case of photographs, she did not take the initiative, nor did she avoid it. It was not a photo of murder and arson. It was rumored that it was a matter of the government. What is her urgency!
Besides, this Qianyuan, but still a student... changed her age, encountered the same thing, I am afraid I also want to share it with others, get approval?
Lin Luoran looked at the Yuanyuan standing in the same place, and he was very upset. The companions were also ridiculous. In a good mood, the work became more and more free.
"Luo Dong, my sister asked a brother to come over to eat with you soon?"
Lin Luodong just cried, as if unloading a big bag, although it is not immediately said to become another person, but for interpersonal communication, because there is a good example of Rongdong Lin, he is also looking forward to paying new friend's.
When Lin Luodong nodded, Lin Luoran smiled and raised his hand and said hello to the direction of several students: "Yuan Yuan, it’s hard to climb a mountain and drink a cup of tea!"
Uh--
what? Is it really calling the name of Qian Yuan? That woman, really knows about Qian Yuan? There is a hint of envy and jealousy in the heart of Zhang Shuming.
Xia Bingyan is slightly uncomfortable, Jiang Ping is sneer: "Hey, you know what you really know, is it that you have made an appointment to meet here, so sing a double spring?... Otherwise, why not see the legendary golden carving?

Xia Bingyan whispered: "Jiang Ping!"
Jiang Ping spit out his tongue. "Well, Xia Damei is angry, I won't say it!"
Xia Bingyan looked at Qi Yuan, and they also counted each other for many years. She believed that even if she would lie for the vanity of the moment, she should not be able to make an accidental arrangement of "encounter" to show them these classmates.
Yan Yuan was blushing and stood in the same place. Lin Luoran wore a costume and took a golden eagle from the Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum to the front of them. It was a few fingers, and the pictures of those Koreans were inscribed. In the depths of Qian Yuan’s memory, the shock to him was too great, so it was hard to believe that such a woman who was swaying in the fairy tales still remembered his name. He also told him to drink tea in the past... Drinking tea in Huashan ?
Qian Yuan suspected that he had misunderstood himself.
Lin Luoran once again raised his voice: "Yuan Yuan classmates!"
It seems that he is called a Yuan Yuan alone? Jiang Ping covered his mouth and smiled: "Yuyuan, your fairy called you!"
Yan Yuanzhen stared at her, but it was completely recovered, finishing the clothes, and really went to the rock.
The tent was picked up by Luo Dong, one short, one folding table, three straw-shaped futons, and the squatting hands, Lin Luoran smiled and said: "You sit down."
Although she felt that she was too far away from the woman who was flying by the engraving, Luo Dong was too affable, and Yuan Yuan touched his backpack. Only a bag of sweet potato was dried and he gave it to Luo Dong.
"Thank you, my brother. Brother, you are here!" Lin Luodong arranged the futon for Qianyuan, and Qianyuan was sitting down. The soft touch seemed to be more comfortable than the leather sofa. Is this really a straw-studded futon?
He didn't dare to look directly at Lin Luoran, only to see the low table in front of him.
Is he correct? salmon? Peaches, apples, peaches, cheese, grapes, fried eggs? It’s also a neat tea set. It’s not a set of words. It’s not a set of words. These things are bought at the top of the mountain or backed up. It’s too big to eat a breakfast. This kind of college student can There is very little to eat breakfast, at most, bite a bag of bread and drink yogurt, where I have seen tea before I have seen it.
"Well, we are also embarrassed." Jiang Ping saw that Yuan Yuan really sat down and couldn't help but open her mouth. Her proposal this time, even Xia Bingyan agreed from the heart.
Xia Bingyan took the lead and walked over. He was listening to Lin Luoran and said: "Yu Yuan, I have been there for more than a month since I met last time. How are you doing?"
Qian Yuan lived, Yu Guangyan saw a few students coming, suddenly understood, the original fairy is helping him face?
This cognition made him feel moved and scared, feeling nodded: "Thank you for your concern, I have a good time... just take the liberty to upload your photo..."
Lin Luoran waved his hand. "Don't say this, try the tea I brewed."
Although she is just learning, but can not stand the comprehension of the process of high savvy, clean hands, tea set, tea set, boil water, tea, brewing ... this series of actions, such as the flow of water in one go, giving people a kind of spring breeze a feeling of.
The most important thing is that Lin Luoran's momentum is in line with the tea ceremony. The kind of Panasonic incense, like the feeling of going out in the painting, is as far-reaching as the tea.
What makes the eyeballs of the Yuan Yuan fall out quickly is how the water mass of the net hand appears to be out of thin air? There is also a small stove, which is clear from his point of view. There is no charcoal at all, but there are flames in the move... are the means of immortality?
The cockroach stuffed with salmon in his mouth and saw Lin Luoran make a gesture of asking, almost screaming at him.
This sashimi is delicious...
Lin Luodong laughed, but it was a kind smile. He called Yuan Yuan to lose a lot of restraint. He took the tea and took a sip. The golden red tea soup, smooth and not bitter taste, seems to have a little bit of Caramel flavor, five, aftertaste is sweet, the most important thing is that the taste of this tea is too fragrant... How can a cup of small tea change so much?
"What kind of tea is this, it's so delicious." Qian Yuan grew a long gas, and the tea was so fragrant that there was a taste of orchids.
Lin Luoran has not spoken yet, Luo Dong spit out his tongue: "Mu Grandpa said what Wuyishan mother tree Dahongpao, my brother feels good?"
Lin Luoran smiled and went on to say: "If you feel good, give you some, but I also get from others, there is not much stock, you don't want too much."
Although Qian Yuan is a tour guide and a tea party, he is a layman. He has heard that Wuyishan Dahongpao is very famous, but he does not know the preciousness of this mother tree tea. Lin Luoran said that he wants to send it. He postponed two sentences, and it should be Come down.
Qian Yuan was waiting to drink again, but behind him came the voice of Zhang Shuming:
"Zhuyuan, your fairy friend is really generous, Wuyishan mother tree Dahongpao, but there is no price, except for the dozens and twenty grams that are occasionally sold at the auction price, seven tea trees, one year two I have supplied the above. I only know today that it can be sent by hand."
"Zhang Shao, you know a lot..." Jiang Ping covered his mouth, this Qian Yuan pretending to be a model, Wu Yishan Dahongpao is expensive, he wants such a rich and expensive friend, why go to work hard to be a tour guide?
One yuan, one day, the sky price auction, he did not doubt the true and false tea, but he accepted such a valuable gift, is it not appropriate?
Lin Luoran smashed a grape. These classmates of Qianyuan are really very villainous. They are all a school. Why do they do things so badly? In public, they don’t like it. .
Anyone who is familiar with Lin Luoran knows that she rarely hates someone or an item. She really wants her to hate it. Lin Luoran is doing things, why is it necessary to leave a face for that person?
Therefore, when Zhang Shuming was self-righteous and proposed to discuss a cup of tea and taste the taste of Dahongpao, Lin Luoran did not have the usual good speech. Instead, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said faintly: "Excuse me, who are you?"
amount--
Everyone stood up on the spot, Jiang Ping first reacted, "Hey, it won't be fake tea, afraid to be exposed by Zhang Shao..."
Lin Luoran’s eyes swept over Jiang Ping, and she jumped in her heart, and could not help but shrink next to Xia Bingyan.
Lin Luoran’s eyes were mild, but these students had seen such an imposing person, and suddenly they were silent, but she suddenly laughed:
"My tea, not everyone can drink ... Qian Yuan, are these your classmates?"
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