Chapter 135

"Hmm?" Murong Xingli asked subconsciously, but Gu Zhili looked more curious.

"What's the matter? Elder brother Gu? Do you need anything? Ah, by the way, please come in and I'll buy you tea." Murong Xingli opened the door, turned sideways and asked Gu Zhili to come in.

Her second bedroom is very large, about 50 or 60 square meters, equivalent to one room and one living room, so her room has an independent bathroom, a living room and a bedroom.

The small hall of the room and the bedroom are separated by a pink yarn, which is quite warm.

Murong Xingli introduced Gu Zhili into the small hall. After she closed the door, she also came to the small hall and sat opposite him.

Looking at Gu Zhili, making tea skillfully and moving gracefully and skillfully, Murong Xingli felt happy for a while. Even if she had been learning the tea art, she didn't know the difference between herself and him until she saw Gu Zhili's performance today.

"Drink." Gu Zhili gently put the tea cup in front of Murong Xingli. Murong Xingli smiled with some embarrassment, "thank you. I was going to entertain you, but I didn't expect..."

"It doesn't matter. We don't distinguish between you and me." Gu Zhili said faintly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Murong Xingli was obsessed with the natural atmosphere of noble gentlemen.

However, hearing his words, Murong Xingli's heart pounded.

Is this... Is this the rhythm of confession

Murong Xingli shook his head secretly, 'Murong Xingli, don't think about it! Elder brother Gu is so kind to everyone! It's not just you! "

"Oh..." Murong Xingli whispered, also picked up the tea cup and drank a mouthful of tea, but she was absent-minded and didn't drink the taste of tea.

"How?" Gu Zhili asked aloud.

"What?" Murong Xingli was puzzled by Gu Zhili's sudden question.

Gu Zhili's lens flashed slightly, "tea, have you drunk its taste?"

"Ah? Oh, it's good to drink." Murong Xingli took another sip and hurriedly said. Her reddish face showed the embarrassment in her heart.

Gu Zhili didn't seem to see Murong Xingli's expression and said to himself, "the taste of this tea is also related to the mood of the tea maker. For example, if a person makes tea with a little sadness, then this cup of tea must be bitter.

If a person makes tea with joy, then this cup of tea must be sweet.

If a person makes tea with happiness, then this cup of tea must be sweet.

If a person is carrying

Xiao Li, you said, "what kind of mood did I take to make this tea?"

Murong Xingli was slightly stunned and subconsciously drank a mouthful of tea. At this time, she felt a trace of bitterness. Was his heart very sad?

"Sad...?" Murong Xingli said carefully.

Gu Zhili pushed the frame and replied without hesitation, "well, it's hard not to be sad to see the woman you like and the woman who is about to become a brother."

Murong Xingli was shocked and looked at Gu Zhili in surprise. Seeing the plainness in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment, "er... Oh... Does brother Gu like a woman..."

"HMM." Gu Zhili affirmed without hesitation.

Murong Xingli's heart was filled with bitterness, and he drank another mouthful of tea, hissing... So bitter!

"Bitter?"

"Bitter..."

"Is Xiaoli's heart the same as mine?" the big gray wolf began to seduce Little Red Riding Hood.

"What?" the silly little red riding hood looked inexplicable.

"That's..." the wolf began to approach Little Red Riding Hood slowly.

"Gu... Brother Gu?!" Little Red Riding Hood panicked.

"Good, call me Ali." continued to seduce.

"... ah?"