my fairy bodyguard

He could see it.What tea fight?These little guys probably don't understand at all.It's just to fight for favor in front of the beauties, so I'm not ashamed to say so.

The downside of being young.

Over there, Xiang Yuehong gave up his seat.Xie Huahua didn't go to sit on her cushion, walked around to the other side, randomly pulled out another black and blue cushion from under the low table, and knelt down slowly and solemnly.

Just this kneeling already shows his difference: a volcanic eruption of noble aura bursts out of his movements, making people look at him as if he is no longer just an ordinary college student , but a young man in troubled times in the prosperity of the prosperous age.

Yue Hong was taken aback.

Han Qufeng glanced at Jing Shan secretly, but found that Jing Shan didn't have any particularly surprised expression.Of course Jing Shan was not surprised.He has long seen all kinds of strange things about Xie Huahua. Buying a pot of flowers for 300 million yuan is not what ordinary people do.

He just never thought about cultivating immortals.In his opinion, Xie Huahua should be a child from a wealthy family-is it rare to play low-key these days?

Xie Huahua suddenly raised his head and smiled at Jing Shan.

Jing Shan's heart became softer and softer.

"Then I'll start."

Xie Hua took his time to start a fire.There was no wind in the room, so the flames were thin, and under the guidance of his spiritual power, they danced like spirit snakes in the air.He picked up the small bamboo clip next to the stove - this is a tool for roasting tea, and it is also very carefully made. The front end of the bamboo joint is opened, so that Xie Huahua can hold the tea cake and place it on the flames to bake stand up.

He moved very carefully.But it is flowing, natural and transparent.With the quick flick of his wrist, the tea cakes were baked into small bumps from time to time, but the green and green ones were really cute.He buried the fire a little longer, watched the fire go down, and then lightly toasted the tea cakes. After a while, he saw that the surface of the tea cakes no longer emits white smoke and heat, but only a faint tea fragrance, slightly lingering in the room.

Han Qufeng shrugged his nose.Sighed: "Good tea."

"Of course it's good tea." Yue Hong pouted, "It's the best Tieguanyin tea."

The two of them talked, but Xie Huahua didn't seem to hear them at all.I saw him take a paper bag, put the tea cakes that had been roasted for tea into it, wait for a while to cool, then took a small silver hammer to smash the tea cakes inside, and took a copper tea grinder , carefully grind the beaten tea leaves into powder.

The more Yue Hong looked at it, the more frightened he became.The skill of fighting tea with tea cakes has basically disappeared after Song and Ming Dynasties.Because no one drinks tea with tea cakes anymore, steamed and fried loose green leaves are used instead.She brought this set of tea sets today, in fact, it can be said that she came here to embarrass others - anyway, she has no hope for Shen Ping and others.

But who knew that Xie Huahua was so familiar with his movements!

Moreover, the aura exuding from his body at this time actually made Yue Hong's heart skip a beat.

Could it be that Xie Huahua came from some great family?

Xie Huahua naturally didn't come from any great family.There is no such thing as a family in heaven.But even if all the immortal energy in him is suppressed, how can these little dolls in the mortal world be able to contend.

And Xie Huahua's heart became more and more quiet.He picked up a tea bag made of silk gauze, and sifted the powder made from the tea cake lightly, and the tea powder that fell fell into the black porcelain rabbit cup that had been placed earlier.This cup has been scalded with boiling water before, so it is very warm.

He suddenly remembered the time in the sky.He followed his master to Qingchu's house as a guest, and they drank tea in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.Chef Qing likes this tea cake technique the most, and he always shows it off in front of his master, as if he is so handsome and unparalleled in the world when he makes tea.

He bowed his head and smiled softly.

Water was already boiling in the teapot on the small stove over there.Xie Huahua didn't press the lid of the teapot so that he could see how the water boiled inside.At the beginning, the water surface fluctuated, and little bubbles floated up like fish eyes, making a little popping sound.After a while, the edge of the water surface was like a spring, and each pearl was connected in a line.After a while, the water finally boiled completely, and the waves agitated.

Xie Hua hurriedly picked up the teapot.First pour a little boiling water into the cup, and then stir it with a teaspoon, so that the finely divided tea powder is condensed and blended into a dense paste.

Seeing the water waves in the teapot on the side slowly and quietly, he held the handle again and pointed the slender spout at the cup.

Han Qufeng said: "The show meat is here."

Yue Hong was still a little unconvinced.Even though Xie Huahua is familiar with the series of preparatory work before, the key lies in the formal tea ordering.If you can't order tea, no matter how beautiful you were before, what's the use?

She rolled her eyes, and suddenly said loudly: "Xiao Xie, can you order tea?" She imitated Jing Shan and called him Xie Hua Hua Xiao Xie.

Jing Shan frowned.

Xie Huahua wasn't angry either—being distracted by shouting during the tea fight was almost like cheating.He raised his face, looked at Yue Hong's pretty little face, and said with a smile, "I've said it before, give it a try."

He has no intention of winning or losing.

Han Qufeng clapped his palms and said, "Okay, okay, this is the duty of the tea ceremony. Integrity, beauty, harmony, and respect, Xiao Xie has a deep charm."

Xie Huahua pursed her lips and smiled: "Mr. Han spoke of me very well."

He lowered his head again, raised his hands high, bent his wrists, and a stream of boiling water gushed down like a waterfall.

The sound of water was gurgling, but Xie Huahua felt extremely quiet in his heart.

His expression remained motionless, his heart seemed to be empty, and only his hand was still moving slightly.He held a small silver spoon in his other hand, and while adding water, he swirled the teaspoon around in the cup while adding water.The tea leaves that had just been condensed into a paste were washed up by the boiling water, and they were heavy in lumps, like pieces of snow-white milk flowers.

There was still a smile on his lips.It was a very faint smile, but people couldn't take their eyes away after just a glance.At this moment, no one could remember to look at the tea.Everyone involuntarily looked at Xie Huahua, his smile, his ethereal and clear eyes, his attitude as if he was about to fly away with the wind.

Even Shen Ping couldn't help thinking: If Xie Huahua wore that kind of robe and sleeves, he would really look like a fairy.Isn't the fluttering sleeves as beautiful as the undulating sea surface when the wind blows?

They can't be against this man...

"All right!"

In the end, it was Xie Huahua who woke them up.Everyone seemed to be in a dream, and when they looked at Xie Huahua, their faces were hazy, and they felt that there was a faint light on the young man's face, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Yue Hong said in a daze, "Okay... okay?"

Xie Huahua smiled and stood up: "Come and see!"

In fact, if it was Yue Hong, she decided not to waste time, and asked them to come over and have a look.The layer of floating flowers on the surface of Dou Chacha is actually a matter of an instant, and it is about to disperse in a blink of an eye.

But Xie Huahua is not afraid at all.No matter how bad his skills were, he was far superior to these mortals.The foam piled up on the surface of the tea like snow does not disperse for a moment.

Yue Hong hesitated and took two steps towards him.

When she looked down, she almost cried out in surprise——on the pure white tea soup, there was actually a picture of peonies striving for spring.The style of painting is delicate and realistic. Although the petals of the peony are small, even the wrinkles are clearly visible. The posture of wealth and dignity seems to be mocking Yue Hong's overreaching.

"This this--"

She took a staggering step back.

Xie Hua put his arms around his chest and said with a smile, "Is it okay to share the tea with my hand? Peony flowers are very easy to draw, and the time is too short, otherwise I will make you a whole picture of hunting, and that would be amazing."

The skill of dividing tea has gradually disappeared in the late Song Dynasty.This kind of activity, which was originally a passion of the court, did not spread to the people, so it soon disappeared with the war.What's more, even in the heyday of Fencha, how can anyone draw such detailed pictures with foam on the tea surface!

Han Qufeng also approached, looked at the peonies in the black porcelain cup, and sighed: "I can see such a skill of dividing tea with one hand, Xiao Xie, you are an eye-opener for the teacher."

Xie Huahua laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Teacher, you are really serious. I have already said it. Don't praise me so much."

He was originally very wary of Han Qufeng, because Han Qufeng praised him, which made him feel a little bit fond of Han Qufeng.Although he has lived for hundreds of years, after all, he is only a child.

He turned his head again, looked at Shen Ping and said humanely: "How are you, come?"

Shen Ping was ashamed, he just wanted to jump off the balcony and forget about it.

On the contrary, Yue Hong is still a bit magnanimous.She raised her head and said, "Forget it, it's no match! Shen Ping is definitely not as good as you."

Xie Hua shrugged.

Yue Hong said again: "In this case—then you and I will perform on stage together." Xie Huahua has such skills, plus he is quite good-looking, performing with Miss Yue is not an insult to Yue Missy.

Who knew that Xie Huahua spread his hands, "I'm sorry, classmate Yue Hong, but I still won't go."

"What?" Yue Hong's eyes widened.This person surnamed Xie is playing tricks on him!

Xie Huahua smiled amiably: "Student Yue Hong, I think it's better to keep a low profile."

It means that he can't understand Yue Hong's high-profile approach.

Yue Hong's cheeks were flushed with anger.Since she was a child, several people have said such sarcastic words to her!Or Xiehua, this kind of——

She was angry for a while, but confused again.Who is Xie Huahua?Now it seems that it must not be ordinary people.But she has never heard of the wealthy family surnamed Xie.

Just thinking about what to say to support the scene, Xie Huahua walked out of the room from her side without giving her any face.

As soon as he walked down the stairs, there was a sound of dull footsteps behind him, and then Jing Shan grabbed him.

"and many more."

Xie Huahua turned her head and saw the helpless look on Jing Shan's face.He puffed up his cheeks: "Why?"

Jing Shan said: "Honghong is angry..."

"What does she care about me when she gets angry." Xie angrily pulled his hand out of Jing Shan's hand.In fact, he agreed to Yue Hong's tea fight, which was largely out of anger.The close relationship between Yue Hong and Jing Shan made him very unhappy, and he always had to lose some face to Yue Hong to make him satisfied.

Jing Shan smiled lightly.

"Are you jealous?"

Xie Hua turned his head.He's not ashamed to admit, "I'm jealous! So what?"

After a pause, he continued: "Also, I don't like Yue Hong. I just don't like it!"

His voice is a little loud and a little headstrong.But if it wasn't for Jing Shan's hindrance, he still wanted to make his voice louder and his tone more capricious.When he was in the sky, he was not afraid of the sky and the earth, but when he came to the mortal world, did he still have to swallow his anger like this?

Even if Jing Shan was angry, he didn't care anymore.

However, Jing Shan was not angry.

Jing Shan's smile was even bigger.

"I know." He reached out to caress Xie Huahua's cheek.He really likes to caress Xie Huahua's cheeks like this, the soft touch makes his heart rippling slightly.

"It's okay." He said softly, "You don't like her anyway. I don't like her anyway."

He lowered his head and kissed the tip of Xie Huahua's nose.Itchy, like the petals of a peach blossom falling on the surface of the spring river, producing waves of water.

"I like you."