usatvline Chapter 153: I Don’t Plan to Get Married
Chapter 153: I Don’t Plan to Get Married
Tang Yixian took a sip of tea, then lowered his eyes, thought for a moment and said:
"Xiaoxiao, do you have someone you like?"
Jin Xiaoxiao paused while pouring her own tea, then continued to pour it lazily.
Wisps of tea fragrance linger in the air.
He put down the teapot, raised his eyes and looked straight at Tang Yixian, but there was a deep and unfathomable tenderness in his eyes.
Tang Yixien frowned slightly when he saw Jin Xiaoxiao looking at him like that, and lowered his gaze to the amber-colored tea in the cup.
He suddenly wondered if he had been too abrupt.
The young man never wants to tell others about this kind of thing.
But how could he explain it clearly and ask Jin Xiaoxiao to refuse the marriage proposal?
You can't just say that you don't want to be a Taoist partner with your master, right?
Do you have a woman you like?
After all, if his family owned dozens of brothels, he would not want to marry his skinny master.
Therefore, Tang Yixien concluded that Jin Xiaoxiao was also forced to become his Taoist partner.
Then they are on the same front.
He saw that Jin Xiaoxiao was just looking at him without saying anything.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
He leaned back on the carved chair and said calmly:
"Master feels that the matter of a Taoist partner is a lifelong matter, and one must think it through carefully. One cannot just follow the family's arrangements."
Tang Yixien finally thought of an obscure wording.
Talking to disciples requires skill.
A dark light flashed in Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and she said sincerely:
"I know what Master wants to say. I will return home tomorrow to persuade my parents to cancel the engagement letter, but I don't know if I will succeed."
Tang Yixien's eyes lit up indifferently.
Jin Xiaoxiao was indeed very smart and understood what he meant so quickly.
According to the original book, Jin Xiaoxiao's father loved him very much, and so did his mother.
According to his speculation, it should not be difficult to take back the letter of appointment.
It seems that there is hope for this matter with Jin Xiaoxiao.
Thinking of this, Tang Yixien's expression became noticeably brighter and he felt more relaxed.
Jin Xiaoxiao felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
It seems that it was right to propose the marriage.
Otherwise, he would have no chance of living.
Tang Yixian was in the mood to drink tea at this time. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said:
"Is this Huang Jingui Oolong?"
"Yes." Jin Xiaoxiao said immediately.
He actually didn't know that his master also had such attainments in tea.
He had never heard that the eldest son of the Tang family liked drinking tea.
Tang Yixian looked at the tea leaves in the transparent amber teapot in the middle of the table, his eyebrows raised brightly, and he said:
"Xiaoxiao, the water you're using to make tea isn't hot enough. The leaves aren't the right color, and they're not fully stretched. The ideal temperature for brewing oolong tea is 100 degrees."
One hundred?
What do you mean?
Jin Xiaoxiao heard her master say these incomprehensible words again.
Then Tang Yixin started talking about the temperature of brewing tea. He studied chemistry and had learned specifically about the temperature of tea leaves.
He likes to drink tea, so he has some knowledge of it.
Maybe it’s the excitement of tea polyphenols, or maybe it’s the overly fragrant tea aroma under the sunset.
Tang Yixien slowly forgot his aloof personality and began to talk about tea with a chuckle.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Tang Yixien's long eyelashes were coated with a halo, and his narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly raised, as if shining.
This is quite different from the usual coolness.
Vivid and colorful.
Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes couldn't help but darken. He couldn't hear what his master was saying at all, and his heart beat faster.
He really wanted to go over and lift up his master and push him down on the table.
What is he thinking about?
Have you read too many storybooks?
He quickly took a sip of tea to cover it up.
He seemed to understand Sheng Qingye a little. With his personality, he was suppressing himself if he didn't snatch the things from his master in front of him.
As a teacher, Tang Yixien actually likes to talk.
By the time he talked about the temperature of tea polyphenols, it had already darkened.
Not long afterward, he stood up and said goodbye.
"Disciple is here to see Master off." Jin Xiaoxiao stood up and saluted.
Tang Yixien had just left the house when the lingering fragrance of the magnolia flowers still lingered.
Jin Xiaoxiao sat back by the window again. This time, he listened to his master and used the 100-degree water he had mentioned to make oolong tea.
He thought about the look on Master’s face when he was talking about tea just now.
Although Master’s conversation is always cool and elegant, sometimes it is so lively that it makes people’s hearts move.
This is completely different from the impression I have of the eldest son of the Tang family.
And some weird knowledge.
He poured water at 100 degrees into the teapot and watched the tea leaves slowly, unable to struggle, unfold in the water.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.
I took a sip of the tea and it tasted much better, but it was a little hot.
On his way back, Tang Yixien passed by the rockery again.
A bad premonition suddenly came to his mind, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
However, his hunch was right.
He only felt a gust of black wind, and then someone hugged his waist.
In an instant, he was pressed down on the rockery behind the tree.
A clear and elegant fragrance of snow bamboo hits you in the face.
It’s Sheng Qingye.
"Let go." Tang Yixien had said this countless times.
"Master, I just finished copying the scriptures you punished me with, and my hands hurt."
There was still a bright light in Sheng Qingye's eyes, and he said with a faint smile.
"Copy it another thirty times." Tang Yixien felt that Sheng Qingye was not calm enough.
Sheng Qingye's expression suddenly turned cold. He looked at Tang Yixian and said in a low voice:
"Master, when are you going to accept the Sheng family's offer of employment?"
Tang Yixian faced Sheng Qingye's straightforward personality and didn't beat around the bush. He slowly stepped back to avoid Sheng Qingye's approach and said firmly:
"Master, I don't plan to get married."
Tang Yixin only felt his waist tighten, and Sheng Qingye's sudden hug made him feel a little painful.
"Master, that depends on whether Lord Tang agrees. I will ask my father to find Lord Tang, and then I will seal Master's cultivation and throw him on my bed."
Sheng Qingye started to speak incoherently.
As he spoke, he moved closer until his lips were touching Tang Yixin's fair neck.
He had wanted to kiss her for a long time.
Tang Yixin's cultivation level is now slightly lower than Sheng Qingye's, so he has no chance of resisting.
"Be good, Master, and don't move."
Tang Yixian stopped struggling, and Sheng Qingye's grip on Tang Yixian's hand also loosened.
Just when Sheng Qingye kissed her lips, she suddenly felt the same feeling as before.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was kissing his master's white hand.
Just now, Tang Yixien took the opportunity to break free with one hand.
He realized it immediately, which meant that he might not have kissed his master at all last time.
Just as he was shocked, he suddenly felt a flash of blue light coming towards him with a strong wind.