Chapter 8 Lust (Central)

The sound of water sounded, and the sound of the tea pot boiling interrupted the ambiguous love that spread between the two in time.

Dad, the water is boiling, I'll make tea for you... Yue'er broke free from his arms in panic and took a deep breath

Her face was blushing like a tomato, and her heart, which was jumping quickly and quickly, seemed to be about to break through her chest.

Alas, Lin Yuxuan clenched his fists in annoyance. It was just a little short of that. He could taste the sweetness of the little baby.

However, seeing Yue'er's face turned red, a trace of evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Perhaps... his Yue'er... did not feel nothing about him...

Well, my father hasn't tasted Yue'er's tea art for a long time, so let my father see how much Yue'er's craftsmanship has improved.

Yue'er gently patted her little face to calm her mind, and tried hard to forget the beautiful scene just now (it must be said that this kind of mentality is an ostrich), and then slowly immersed her hand in a basin of clear water beside the table. The cold water effectively comforted her mood.

She washed her hands carefully and picked up the tea cake

Looking at the tea cake in her hand, she sighed: Dad, this tea is really good. It is the best "Stone Top Golden Flower" that has been purchased for less than two days. It is golden in color and as light as a flower. It is worthy of being the emperor of the famous tea.

Lin Yuxuan nodded: Not bad! This is a top-quality famous tea that only matures in ten years, and only one tree can make half a liang of it. Whether it is the aroma, color, and taste, it is more than the top ten famous teas. Only this precious tea can match my Yueer’s ultimate tea art!

Yue'er felt sweet in her heart, but she said angrily: Dad, I am not as good as you said. My tea ceremony is not as great as I am. There are many capable people in the world who are good at this path, and I am just a drop in the ocean.

Who said it! My Lin Yuxuan’s baby daughter is smart and lovely, who can compare with me in the world? Lin Yuxuan smiled proudly, let alone, are those ordinary people worthy of being compared with you?

Dad, stop praising me. If Yue'er lets her down, she will be ashamed. Yue'er said with a blushing face, hoping that Yue'er's tea ceremony will satisfy her.

Taking a deep breath, Yue'er piously picked up the tea cake and her expression became solemn.

She first placed the millstone tray, tea kettle, tea spoon, tea cup, seasoning and other tools neatly around the tea tray in sequence, then placed the tea cakes in the silver millstone tray slowly crushed until they were powdered. She picked up the tea kettle on her left hand, opened the lid, added a spoonful of salt and gently shook it for seasoning. She took out a bamboo clip and stirred it slightly until evenly before putting in the tea cube, stirring it gently again, until the soup flowers appeared in the tea cup.

The whole process was carried out in an orderly manner under her spring onion-like ten fingers, which was pleasing to the eye.

After the soup gradually calmed down, Yue'er slowly poured the tea from the pot into two prepared tea cups, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: Okay, she carefully picked up a cup of tea cup and handed it to Lin Yuxuan. Dad, please taste it, see how your daughter's skills are satisfying?

Lin Yuxuan took the tea cup, and a faint tea fragrance that seemed to be there and there was a refreshing feeling, and he couldn't help but blurt out: Good tea! Give it all your mouth and drink it all.

The tea was just in her mouth, and it was as tasteless as it was. He was surprised. Suddenly, a strange fragrance rose from his chest and abdomen, and slowly penetrated into the heart, liver, spleen and stomach, reaching the muscles and bones. He felt that his whole body was gently washed from the inside out, making people feel a sense of indescribable relaxation and elegance.

Very good! Good tea, good craftsmanship! He sincerely praised

But Yue'er glanced at him and said coquettishly: Dad, how can you drink tea like you? You are not tea tasting? You are completely a cow drink. You have ruined a good cup of tea. Look, tea tasting should be like this...

She gently held up the teacup, and her small and delicate nose twitched slightly, slowly letting the fragrance of tea linger in her nose, which is to smell the fragrance.

After smelling the fragrance, she gently held the edge of the teacup with her thumb and index finger. Her slender and soft middle finger held the bottom of the cup. She sucked a small mouthful of tea from the mouth of the cup, closed her beautiful eyes slightly, and experienced the warm, fresh and elegant feeling.

After a moment, open your eyes and suck it

This is the third thing to do. Sip the tea and water carefully three times so that you can get different enjoyment from the tea every time. This is "tasting tea".

Yue'er gently put down the teacup and smiled: Dad, this is the real tea tasting. If you want to drink like you just now, how can you understand the unique essence of the tea ceremony?

Lin Yuxuan stroked his palm and said: Wonderful! It seems that to experience the different charms of the tea ceremony, I need to "taste" it again! His profound words, his burning eyes flashed with inexplicable light.

Yue'er was a little uncomfortable to avoid his hot eagle eyes, added tender red lips, and said with a forced smile: Why don't I give my dad another cup?

No need, I can do it myself... He stared at the smooth little fragrant tongue with a fiery look, imagining the numb pleasure behind it, and a strong flame surged up on his lower body, which made him unbearable

Well, dad, she didn't know the danger was approaching, I'll help you bring the tea pot.

There is no need, because... He smiled evilly and suddenly approached her, pinched her delicate chin, and forced her to raise her head. The tea I want to taste is in your mouth!

Uh?! She was stunned, what does it mean?

Before she could react, a pair of powerful iron-cast arms tightly clamped her willow waist. Her lips that were about to break down like a nimble eagle, accurately capturing her delicate and delicious petals.

Um... Her almond eyes were wide open, and the only scream she had time to make soon disappeared between his lips. His big hand pressed against her head tightly, pressing her tightly, repeatedly crushing and grinding her lips, forcing her to linger with him

Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with the surface contact, and forcedly prying her beautiful lips with his teeth, allowing his hot tongue to take the opportunity to drill into her wet mouth, gently licking her tongue, greedily swallowing her fragrant muscles, making a shameful sound of tsk.

I don't know how long it took, but when she thought she was almost suffocating, he moved his lips and tongue away from her little mouth, and there was a shiny silver thread between the two of them.