Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

"If you don't believe it, try it."

Tushan Rongrong reached out to take the teacup, not minding that it was the cup that Fu Changsheng had drunk from, and took a tentative sip from the cup that Fu Changsheng had drunk from.

Then, Tushan Rongrong lowered her brows and pursed her lips, as if she was savoring the taste carefully.

After the tea soaked Tushan Rongrong's mouth, it slowly passed through her throat, and a warm current immediately entered her stomach. The sweetness after the slight bitterness was endless aftertaste.

"......It seems to be true." Tushan Rongrong said as she took another sip and nodded more confirmingly.

"It seems that this new batch of tea is good. We can place two more orders later."

Tushan Rongrong handed the teacup back to Fu Changsheng, who raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I think that the person who makes tea is more important than the tea leaves."

"If someone else used this tea, they would not be able to achieve such a good effect."

Hearing this, Tushan Rongrong withdrew her hand, curled the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, and proudly tucked the hair on her temples behind her ears.

This is not flattery, but the truth. In the whole Tushan, few people can catch up with Tushan Rongrong in tea-making skills. This is the result of years of learning and accumulated experience.

As for why a busy person like Tushan Rongrong would take time out of his busy schedule to learn the art of tea...

Tushan Rongrong glanced at Fu Changsheng who was sipping tea, and a faint smile flashed across her face for a moment, but disappeared the next moment.

That smile is meaningful.

"Who knows?"

But this time, Tushan Rongrong was unable to quickly look away as usual.

Tushan Rongrong opened her eyes slightly, her gaze could not move away from Fu Changsheng, and a strange look suddenly flashed in her brown pupils.

"Is it my imagination?"

Tushan Rongrong thought so while staring at Fu Changsheng's face.

I always feel that Xiao Changsheng's eyes today are much gentler than before.

And it seemed like there was more than just a look.

Her thin lips glowed with a faint glow, her neck seemed whiter than usual, and her fingers holding the teacup were slender and gentle.

Coupled with his silvery white hair, he looked just like the son of an immortal emperor who had been banished to the mortal world.

I just suddenly felt...

I really want to bully you.

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The college entrance examination candidates probably won't be able to see this chapter, but I still want to say that I wish all the college entrance examination candidates, as well as my sister with a weird personality, good luck in the college entrance examination tomorrow.

Before I knew it, three autumns had passed, and looking back I saw bamboos covered with books everywhere.

It was the time when the cold rays of light were competing with each other, I wish the ink would dye the top of the clouds.

Good luck to you all!

Chapter 178 Unreachable Intimacy

"I suddenly want to...bully someone."

Tushan Rongrong lowered her eyebrows slightly and looked at Fu Changsheng calmly.

That look was so innocent, as if he was just admiring the blooming lotus flowers by the pond.

However, what Tushan Rongrong was thinking at this moment was not to watch the lotus flower from afar.

Instead, it pulled the lotus flower out of the water, greedily sucked its scent, and ate it.

For a moment, an erotic scene flashed through Tushan Rongrong's mind.

It was as if it was a paradise, without any worries, and Fu Changsheng was standing on the other side of that paradise, reaching out to her, wanting to pull her into that world as well.

But it was only a moment before this thought was extinguished by Tushan Rongrong. Tushan Rongrong frowned and shook her head slightly, throwing the image out of her mind.

"Why would I think about that kind of thing..." Tu Shan Rongrong frowned, put two fingers together and gently rubbed her temples, as if she was reflecting on herself.

But why can't I take my eyes off him?

Why is it that for a person, every part of his body seems to be created according to the appearance that he is obsessed with, even the action of swallowing tea seems to be designed in advance?

And when he sat in front of her like that, Tushan Rongrong's eyes could no longer accommodate anyone else.

Boom... Boom...

The sound of the heartbeat is so loud.

Tushan Rongrong felt irritated when she was alone with Fu Changsheng for the first time.

"Forget it, let's have tea."

Thinking of this, Tushan Rongrong forced herself to pull herself out of the state of being filled with negative thoughts about Changsheng, and poured herself a cup of tea.

Just as she took a sip of the hot tea in her cup, Tushan Rongrong pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

"It tastes not as good as the one that Xiao Changsheng had just now." Tushan Rongrong came to the conclusion after just a moment.

But now Tushan Rongrong was too lazy to think about whether the problem was that the steps of her method of making tea were different twice.

"I'll trade with you." Tushan Rongrong pushed her cup of tea in front of Fu Changsheng.

Then, Tushan Rongrong snatched the cup of tea from Fu Changsheng's hand with an unquestionable look on her face.

Fu Changsheng: “?”

Fu Changsheng turned his head slightly and found that Tushan Rongrong's expression at the moment was somewhat inconsistent with her usual anxiety.

It was not until he took a sip of his cup of tea that his frown relaxed a little.

"Well, this cup tastes better after all."

"That's my cup."

"Oh."

"..."

Now, even a fool could see that Tushan Rongrong was not in good condition.

"Are you angry about what happened just now?"

Fu Changsheng was talking about the two of them arguing just now about which of them had more experience than the other in consummating marriage.

"..."

Faced with Fu Changsheng's question, Tushan Rongrong did not answer, nor did she look at Fu Changsheng. Instead, she turned her head away and drank her tea without saying a word.

"Does she think that the reason I know so much about that kind of thing must be because I have done it with other women before, so she is angry?"

This thought couldn't help but pop up in Fu Changsheng's mind.

After a long silence, Fu Changsheng slowly spoke to break the silence: "Miss San, what happened just now is not actually..."

But before Fu Changsheng could finish his words, Tushan Rongrong stood up and interrupted him.

"It's getting late, please take me back." Tushan Rongrong finished the last of the tea in the cup and returned the cup to Fu Changsheng.

Tushan Rongrong didn't want to sit for a while longer, nor did she not want to listen to Fu Changsheng talk.

But she suddenly realized that whenever she sat next to Fu Changsheng, her mind was filled with images of Fu Changsheng, including scenes of the two of them being intimate on various occasions.

I don't know when, a thin layer of mist appeared in my eyes, and my breathing and heartbeat became much more rapid than usual.

It was as if the body had an instinct and wanted to touch the other person uncontrollably.

"Get some sleep and be quiet."

With this thought in mind, Tushan Rongrong, holding the cold-proof shawl given by Fu Changsheng, walked slowly with Fu Changsheng under the moonlight in Tushan.

The night sky in Tushan is much more beautiful than that in other countries.

After all the lights on the street went out, the bright moon replaced the candlelight, paving a light gray path for Fu Changsheng and Tushan Rongrong who were walking side by side on the empty street.

The two of them slowed down their pace at the same time.

"Why are you holding the shawl in your hands?" Fu Changsheng turned his head and asked lightly.

In the past, when Fu Changsheng handed her a shawl and sent her home, Tushan Rongrong would always smile at him meaningfully, then take the shawl and wrap it around herself.

Tushan Rongrong shook her head gently and said calmly: "It's not cold."

In fact, although she had walked out of the teahouse, Tushan Rongrong did not feel any chill from the cold wind.

On the contrary, Tushan Rongrong only felt her body slightly hot. She opened her lips slightly and the air she exhaled turned into a light white mist.

So hot...

Tushan Rongrong lowered her head, and gently pulled the collar from her neck with her index finger, which barely relieved the heat.

But the next moment, Tushan Rongrong suddenly felt warmth on her shoulder.

The moment she turned her head, Tushan Rongrong found that their faces were suddenly very close.

"You'd better put it on, so you don't catch a cold."

As he spoke, Fu Changsheng took the shawl and put it on Tushan Rongrong's shoulders.

However, this action, which was very ordinary in Fu Changsheng's eyes, seemed to be teasing Tushan Rongrong's already fragile nerves at this moment.

Tushan Rongrong's body stiffened involuntarily and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Fu Changsheng was just about to withdraw his hand when he found that Tushan Rongrong suddenly opened her eyes and her gaze wandered across his face without any concealment.

There was an undisguised possessiveness in those eyes.

Until Tushan Rongrong's beautiful eyes slowly looked at Fu Changsheng's lips, and looked a little dazed.

"what happened?"

Fu Changsheng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Tushan Rongrong's eyes, which brought her back to her senses.