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Chapter 910(2/2)

Tang Luo resisted the urge to look at it with his heavenly eyes and asked.

"you……"

Xiaohong's pretty face changed. Is this guy teasing her?

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm just curious."

Seeing Xiaohong's reaction, Tang Luo was afraid that she would turn against her, so he hurriedly said.

Xiaohong gritted her teeth and said, "Miss, the lady shouldn't care about this bastard, it's best if someone kills her!"

When he arrived upstairs, Xiaohong knocked on the door.

Click.

The door opened, revealing Xiaolu's delicate face.

"Mr. Tang is here."

After Xiao Lu opened the door, she greeted Tang Luo.

"Um."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Mr. Tang, my lady is waiting for you inside, please come in."

Xiaolu glanced at Xiaohong's face and wondered in her heart, could Mr. Tang bully her again?

"good."

Tang Luo nodded and strode into the room.

The room is not small, divided into two rooms inside and outside, and the privacy is also good.

As for the decoration, it is also ancient and antique, and it doesn't look very luxurious, but it makes people feel very comfortable.

Tang Luo sniffed, and a faint fragrance filled his body.

He could smell it, which was the smell of top sandalwood, which could make people calm and concentrate.

Even... it is very beneficial for ancient martial artists to click a plate when practicing.

"Tang Luo, sit down."

Xiao Lu lifted up the white veil and saw Ning Yu'er sitting at a low table.

On the table, in addition to a set of quaint tea sets, there is also a copper incense burner, with smoke rising.

"good."

Tang Luo looked at Ning Yuer's beautiful face, smiled, and sat opposite him.

Then, the white veil fell down again, and Xiaohong and Xiaolu stood outside without coming in.

Ning Yuer picked up the tea set and started making tea.

Tang Luo didn't say anything, and quietly admired it.

For a moment, the room was quiet, a man and a woman sat opposite each other, and the smoke was curling...

It looks beautiful.

Ning Yuer's tea making moves are very slow, but it has a natural beauty.

At least, in Tang Luo's opinion, she is more skilled than that beautiful tea artist!

About three or four minutes, a cup of hot tea was placed in front of Tang Luo.

"Please use tea."

Ning Yuer said softly.

"Haha, OK."

Tang Luo nodded, picked it up, and took a sip.

Ning Yu'er looked at Tang Luo, and a trace of expectation flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Chapter completed!
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