How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Shen Xitang stared at those words for a few breaths before suddenly realizing something, and looked up in disbelief.

Outside the window is her quiet and secluded little yard, of course you can't see beyond the yard.But at this moment, she has already reacted belatedly, what is the meaning of the touch she felt with her spiritual sense.

Before combing his hair again and immediately going to open the door to prevent Wei Xiaomo from waiting, Shen Xitang still chose the latter.

It's getting dark, and it's not impolite for her to let her hair loose.

Shen Xitang got up, put on a robe, walked to the door, paused, then stepped back, and carefully looked at his appearance in the mirror.

Not pompous or dignified.

After all, it was a double-breasted nightdress, and her long hair was loose, and all the hairpins were removed and thrown on the dressing table.

But wearing a robe is still a daily routine.

In other words, thanks to her overly beautiful face, even such a simple and casual dress can be set off by her face with a charming and grand grandeur.

The moment the door was opened, the flash of light in the eyes of the handsome young man in green clothes and tall body standing at the door was enough to prove this point.

Shen Xitang turned sideways to welcome him in: "Please come in."

Wei Xiaomo wore a cyan Taoist robe with a silver edge that resembled Wen Shizhou today, but the texture was obviously much better. The moment he was wrong, Shen Xitang clearly saw that the silver edge was finely outlined. Intricate flower patterns.At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and the spirit stone lamp on the wall lit up a bright yellowish light, shining on the silver edge, like a flickering Milky Way above the blue sky.

"I didn't expect you to come." Shen Xitang closed the door, walked in front of him and opened the door of the living room: "I should have made some tea to welcome the guests, but I haven't even figured out where the teapot is yet. Shouldn’t you be in a hurry? Let me see how this thing works.”

She laughed and joked, obviously she was still unfamiliar with everything here and was still groping.

Naturally, he did not observe that Wei Xiaomo's demeanor and movements were extremely natural and casual.

"Do you like to drink tea?" Wei Xiaomo glanced at her, followed her footsteps and sat down in the living room, and asked gently.

Shen Xitang was still working hard on how to brew the tea driven by the spirit array, and he replied casually: "I really like it."

Wei Xiaomo then took out a white jade box, and his voice was still that pleasant: "It seems that I did not choose the wrong door-to-door ceremony."

Then she set her eyes on the tea table in front of Shen Xitang, which made her feel confused, and asked politely: "If you don't mind, I'll come?"

Only then did Shen Xitang remember that Wei Xiaomo should be a monk of the Wangling Immortal Sect after all, and he must be more familiar with such things than she is.

Of course she didn't mind, so she got up to get out of the way.

However, before she got up, Wei Xiaomo had already moved to sit beside her, and said in a natural tone, "The one who invented this tea table was Elder Xu from Yunlian Peak. Others said that he was addicted to this heresy pleasure. It is only when the realm has been improved. Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, Elder Xu, who was still at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Stage at that time, broke through three realms in a row, and went straight to the late Nascent Soul Stage."

Shen Xitang was engrossed in listening, so he naturally missed the initial opportunity to get up, so he gave up, and just sat casually next to Wei Xiaomo, and happened to find that only from this angle can he better see how the tea table operates.

This is for convenience, the process is not complicated, it is nothing more than injecting spiritual energy and igniting the tea array.

While boiling the water, Wei Xiaomo handed over the white jade tea box: "Do you want to try it? I don't know if it suits your taste."

In the last days, Shen Xitang, who has almost forgotten what tea tastes like, has no taste.

She took the tea box with both hands, looked down for a moment, then raised her finger to lift the lid of the box, and sniffed it seriously.

It is a rich fragrance.

"I like it very much, thank you." She looked at him seriously and smiled naturally.

When Wei Xiaomo turned his face to the side, he bumped into the pupils of her eyes that were curled up in laughter.

Under the spirit stone lamp, the girl's skin was delicate and fair, and the hand holding the white jade tea box looked a little more attractive than the color of the white jade. She turned her head and looked up at him like this, the tip of her nose was small and shiny, and her eyes were illuminated by the light, shining brightly Reflect his figure and face.

Only him.

Wei Xiaomo felt a strange itching in his heart.

Kind of like a kitten scratching.

He gently lowered his eyelashes to hide his strange urge to stare at her for a long time: "Just like it."

After speaking, he reached for the tea box.

When receiving the white jade tea box, the fingers of the two accidentally crossed slightly.

I don't know if it's the dew in the middle of the night, or Shen Xitang's body is naturally cold. Her hands are as cool as jade, just like the wedding contract that day.

The warm touch is instant, Shen Xitang has not realized why his perception has become so delicate at this moment, and even inexplicably cares about such unexpected skin contact, he just feels a warm current flowing through the spiritual veins, making him Her whole body became a little warm.

"I hope I didn't offend you." Wei Xiaomo raised his wrist, lowered his eyelashes, and made a set of movements for making tea in a smooth, elegant and noble manner: "Yanhui Peak has no temperature control array, the seasons are the same, and nightfall It's always a little cold."

Shen Xitang was slightly taken aback.

She couldn't help but look sideways at Wei Xiaomo.

This person seemed as cold as a banished fairy, but he actually sent such a spiritual energy for her.

The tea is gurgling, brewing a room of fragrance.

The formation can block the line of sight and block all the eyes that want to watch.

But can't stop the smell.

So this overly clear tea fragrance came out from No. [-] Guishanju, and quietly drifted all the way to No. [-] and No. [-] next door, and then meandering up, the disciples of Dongyi School who had a better nose, I couldn't help but take two more breaths.

"Have you smelled anything? Why do I feel that my Lingtai is clear and my meridians are all connected? Is it my illusion?"

"I thought it was my hallucination just now, so you too?"

……

The smell is hard to find, especially the number zero back to the mountain residence is somewhat mysterious, and the new disciples who have just arrived do not dare to rush in at night.

And the old disciples who smelled this smell didn't even ask where they were going. They just sat cross-legged and meditated immediately, unfolding their spiritual consciousness, hoping to inhale more of this fragrance.

The disciples of the aristocratic family who are good enough to know the goods have already smelled it. This is probably the Youshan Silver Needle Tea that the owner of the family treasured.This tea was born in the sword mound of Youshan, Mu Jiangang did not die, it came out from the dry stone, it has the most vigorous vitality in the world, and it is naturally one of the most precious and rare teas in the world.

Just the fragrance of tea can already make people's meridians unobstructed. If you drink it, it is said that it has the effect of purifying the aura in the spiritual veins, almost like washing the marrow.

It's a pity, regardless of the output, how many people can enter the Youshan Sword Tomb, but blowing the sword is just to get a taste of tea.

Even in the family of a great family, the Youshan Silver Needle reserves are extremely low, only one or two needles are taken out when entertaining the most solemn guests, how could there be such a strong smell.

I don't know who is here at this moment, which rich and rich disciple is so arrogant, but boiled this Youshan Silver Needle with such a strong taste.

How many needles were used, what a loser, what a heartache.

Well... Take a good breath.

Shen Xitang is watching Wei Xiaomo make tea.

His wrist bones are as beautiful as this person, or in other words, even at such a close distance, after so many contacts, Shen Xitang didn't find any flaws on his body.

Wei Xiaomo's appearance is too perfect. When he concentrates on doing one thing like this, the color of his pupils, which are so indifferent to almost nothing, will become darker than usual. The bone spur frozen flower tea set made this focused gaze seem almost gentle, making people want to become something like his.

"This tea is called Youshan Silver Needle." Returning to the middle of the mountain on the [-]th, Wei Xiaomo had already brewed a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Xitang, his voice was like the ups and downs of tea: "Try it?"