The kettle "gurgled" and steamed.

Guye suddenly jumped up, looking at the kettle with weird eyes.

"What's the matter?" Feng Chenglin was also a little nervous by him, and followed his gaze.

The first reaction is-Huang Lao poisoned in the water?

Obviously not!

"Water, I..." Gu Ye stammered, gesturing with his fingers, as if he didn't know what to say: "Just now, I also saw water...the water is boiling..."

Huang Lao: "..."

Is this kid nervous?

What do you see when the water is boiling?

Whose kettle doesn't boil water?

Besides, the visitor is here. He makes some hot tea. Is there anything wrong?

However, it seems that it is not the boiling water that is wrong, but the boiling water!

"I... did I do something wrong?"

Seeing the "sizzling" kettle, he was inexplicable and didn't dare to start carrying it.

"It's okay..." Ling Luoyu stood up calmly and picked up the kettle: "Fatty, are you drinking tea or boiled water?"

"Clean water is good..."

Now he is in a daze, how can he care about what tea to drink?

"Gu Ye?"

"water"

Gu Yehui squatted, staring at the kettle without blinking.

That appearance seemed to be frightened.

Ling Luoyu's lips curled slightly: "I want to drink tea, Grandpa Huang, do you have tea?"

Old Huang was also frightened by the looks of several people. He was stunned when he heard the words, and stood up subconsciously.

"Tea? Tea? Tea...oh, yes, yes..."

Only then did he react and hurried to the house to fetch tea.

"I have thick tea leaves here, which are a bit bitter. If the girl drinks it down, I will put a little less tea..."

He handed the tea bag to Ling Luoyu, looked at her leisurely making tea, and then looked at the expressions of other people, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"I said... Are you trying to do a dumb riddle, or do you have something to say? If there is something to say, then say, although my old man is old, he is also a person who has seen the wind and waves. He will not be beaten so easily. Down."

Ling Luoyu glanced at Huang Lao meaningfully: "It's okay, we just passed by here, tired, just have a cup of tea, rest and leave immediately..."

Huang Lao: "..."

Drinking tea?

Lie!

It looks like it's not like drinking tea, it must be something else!

"Then...then what, if it is inconvenient for you, I will..."

He got up and pointed to the peach grove outside.

"It just so happens, I also have something to do..."

"Grandpa Huang, if you are busy, just do your own thing. We are really just passing by and drinking tea. There is tea and water here. We can do everything ourselves."

Ling Luoyu made a gesture of respectful delivery, please Huang Lao do it yourself.

Looking at a few people suspiciously, Huang Lao left with broken steps.

Guye suddenly hugged his head and scratched his head vigorously, with a puzzled look: "I...I'm afraid I'm swearing to God, you won't believe it? But...but I just..."

He pointed to Huang Lao's back, pointed to the house, and then to the kettle.

Finally, gritted his teeth.

"Anyway, I saw it. Believe it or not, I can't prove it..."

There is really no way to prove it.

how to prove?

No matter how bad, the person who is dead in his eyes is still alive.

Isn't this the tale of sliding the world?

This alone cut off all thoughts behind him.

"What are you in a hurry?" Ling Luoyu blew off the floating leaves of the tea noodles, with a smile.