Chu Qing was deceived by Jiang Xiaoyu.

Chu Qing felt a little bit of despair in this moment, and thousands of words really couldn't describe this sense of despair.

Chu Qing discovered that the simplest trust between people has disappeared.

Jiang Xiaoyu's previous appearance was so painful and heavy. This kind of acting was just as good as some big actors in the entertainment industry. He even deceived Chu Qing, the real actor. More importantly, Chu Qing also comforted Jiang Xiaoyu, so that Jiang Xiaoyu would not be too sad, and also brought comfort words such as life and death, mourning and adapting to change.

But now it seems that Chu Qing found that all this was nonsense.

How could this old man look like he is suffering from a terminal illness?

These people have cross-dressing habits?

Whether Jiang Xiaoyu believes it or not, at least Chu Qing doesn't believe it.

Many times, Chu Qing has heard his mother tell him that the more beautiful a girl is, the more she will be able to deceive people, and maybe she will deceive you into losing everything. Now Chu Qing deeply agrees with it and agrees with it very much.

He thought Jiang Xiaoyu was a big liar, and he was a senior liar who could fool people into limping.

After the old man said this, all the atmosphere became a little awkward. The originally noisy hall became a little bit terrifying. The men and women in Hanfu looked at me, I looked at you, and finally all looked at Chu Qing.

They looked at Chu Qing up and down, as if they were looking at some national treasure.

"Xiaoyu... how to explain this?" After embarrassing for a long time, Chu Qing finally subconsciously looked at Jiang Xiaoyu, who was full of depression and frustration.

"Brother Qing...I...I can't explain, Brother Qing, I'm sorry, I lied to you. What you saw when you came in the door just now was not my cousin, he was my senior brother, and these people were my senior brothers and sisters..." Jiang Xiaoyu stuck out his tongue at Chu Qing, looking like he knew he was wrong.

"..." Chu Qing looked at Jiang Xiaoyu's apologetic look and suddenly didn't know what to say.

What else can he say?

He swears on the spot?

Looking at these people, they look big and thick, as if they dare to swear, these people will repair you in minutes.

"Son-in-law, you are also blamed for Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is such a savvy person. Come on, come on, and have tea with me..." Seeing that the atmosphere was really awkward and a little depressed, the old man with all the hair and beard suddenly burst into laughter, then patted Chu Qing on the shoulder, and enthusiastically pulled Chu Qing, who was not sure about the situation, into the second floor. This situation was like the urban manager pulling a shoe vendor to wipe his shoes.

Chu Qing subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he didn't expect that the old man's hand was very strong, and he grabbed Chu Qing like a vise, making Chu Qing unable to move at all...

This old man is not simple.

"Little junior sister, is this the partner you are looking for? Why don't you look very good at fighting?"

"Yes, junior sister, why do you look a little weak?"

"Little junior sister, you might have found an ordinary person?"

"Little Junior Sister, you have always been so arrogant, how could you find ordinary people? This shouldn't be."

"Didn't you say that the person you are looking for is definitely different, and is definitely the Prince Charming type? Why doesn't he look too tall and he is barely handsome, but no matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a prince..."

"Little junior sister... this person seems to be a big star, right? I seem to have seen him on TV..."

When Chu Qing was pulled over to have tea by Jiang Xiaoyu Grandpa, everyone surrounded Jiang Xiaoyu and began to ask questions one after another.

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Many literati and scholars in ancient times liked art.

Chu Qing felt like he had entered the ancient times. The stairs were quite simple, and there were ink paintings with very cultural charm when hung.

After Chu Qing was pulled to the tea room on the second floor, he saw that there were countless ancient tea sets displayed on the tea table, which made Chu Qing fireworks linger.

When Chu Qing accidentally saw one of the small tea cups, an idea emerged from his heart.

Of course, the first feeling that came out was not how exquisite and artistic the workmanship of this little teacup was. The first thought that came out of heaven was one million!

Yes, it's one million. Chu Qing once read the quotes on the Internet, and it costs one million!

A small square-inch tea cup costs one million.

He was a little scared.

"Qingzi, Yu'er always makes trouble, don't take it to heart, haha." The old man looked kind-hearted, but there was a trace of light in his eyes. He seemed to be making tea inadvertently, but in fact he could see Chu Qing's movements clearly.

"It's okay...it's just...it's not a good feeling to be cheated." Chu Qing scratched his head.

Although the old man looked amiable, he had an irresistible mysterious aura, which was somewhat extraordinary, just like an ancient immortal.

Of course, in front of this mysterious old man, Chu Qing was as if he had no secret...

"Haha, no one is cheated and the taste is not very good. Yuer was very savvy when she was a child. I was deceived by her several times, but her starting point was good and she had no malice. She just likes to make people funny." The old man laughed and skillfully brewed tea.

"Hehe." Chu Qing nodded and continued to scratch his head.

"Qingzi, are you still a boy?"

"Ah?" Chu Qing couldn't react when he heard the old man's question. The previous sentence was still talking about Jiang Xiaoyu, and the next sentence suddenly asked this question for no reason.

This made Chu Qing a little embarrassed.

He suddenly felt that the crotch of his pants was inexplicably unnatural.

Although I am still a virgin, where do you know that I am a virgin?

All this is OK?

"I believe Yu'er has told you that I am a doctor. There are still some eye-catching prices. However, Qingzi, there are not many people who can keep themselves clean in the drama circle, and there are even fewer people like you who can maintain a boy's body. It's great." The old man ignored Chu Qing's confusion and continued to smile and nodded.

The tea is ready.

The old man picked up a cup for Chu Qing, and Chu Qing carefully took the cup and took a sip.

He was afraid that he would be broken by himself in his life.

This is one million.

After taking a sip of tea, Chu Qing suddenly felt the fragrance coming to his nose, and his internal organs were instantly smooth, making Chu Qing unable to help but breathe a sigh of relief...

This feeling is very pleasant.

"Grandpa Jiang, what kind of tea is this?" After breathing a sigh of relief, Chu Qing subconsciously looked at the old man.

"This tea is called Kecha."

"Kecha?"

Chu Qing thought the name was strange, at least he had never heard of it.

"The guests drink tea, so they call it "

"Oh oh oh." Chu Qing nodded and continued to take a light sip. The second sip felt a little uncomfortable.

"Qingzi, your body is too weak, your steps are floating, and some depressed energy condenses in your body. The yang fire is slightly strong. This is not a good sign." The old man looked up and down at Chu Qing again, and said something Chu Qing couldn't understand the inexplicable words.

The depression energy is condensed, and the yang fire is slightly strong?

How much does this mean?

"Uncle, I don't understand..." Chu Qing shook his head.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't understand these things. Depending on the situation, Yuer should have helped you improve your physical fitness, and he should also teach you some simple ways to strengthen your body, right?"

"Uh...yes." Chu Qing nodded honestly. Although Jiang Xiaoyu had taught him, he persisted for several weeks and was busy with various things.

"You didn't stick to it?"

"Yeah..." Chu Qing nodded.

"This is not possible. I look at your complexion. If the yang energy rises a little more and impacts your heart, then you will have to get sick within two months. Oh, and it's not a minor illness or a major illness..." The old man shook his head freely and sighed.

"Ah, serious illness?" Chu Qing looked at the old man and felt that the old man was very alarmist.

Is it so serious? It's impossible.

"Don't believe it?" The old man knew that Chu Qing didn't believe it after looking at Chu Qing's expression.

"It's a little bit."

"So do you believe in Qigong?"

"Uh, to be honest, I don't believe this thing very much... Of course, I don't deny the existence of this thing. This thing may exist, but I have never touched it before, so it's hard to believe it... After all, seeing it is true..." Chu Qing shook his head honestly. After all, things like qigong sound a bit mysterious.

"Then, do you want to get in touch? It's good to practice qigong in a boy's body. Although you are old, you can practice some tricks as long as you have a little conditioning of Chinese medicine."

"Ah?" Chu Qing looked at the old man again. Although the old man still looked kind, Chu Qing didn't know why he always felt that the old man was like a liar selling dog skin plaster.

Could this old man want to fool himself, right?

But what can a person who is worth a million in a small tea cup?

"Let me do this, I'm sitting on the chair over there now. Come and press me later, press me with all your strength, and let you experience what it means to see." The old man stood up with a smile, then walked to the chair in the corner of the second floor and sat down very seriously.

"Uncle, is that true?"

Chu Qing nodded and pressed the old man's shoulder.

"Press up a little more, the power is too light." The old man shook his head. "You won't really feel such a light power."

"No matter how heavy?" Chu Qing increased his strength. "What about this?"

"It's not enough. You have to press all the strength in your body on my shoulders. You don't have to worry about me. Don't worry, my old bones can still bear it."

"Uh." Chu Qing simply used all his strength, and even pressed all his body power on the old man.
To be continued...