Tea Ceremony Trouble

Chapter 32

"Please come in."

The voice of the person inside the door was a little hoarse, the sound of the silver spoon colliding with the porcelain cup came, like the sound of ice clinking in summer, it was cold and refreshing.

Wu Sheyuan went in with a cup of hot soup.

The deputy captain held a stack of coated paper in his hand, and he put it aside casually, frowning to wipe off the milk that had been accidentally spilled in front of him.

Then he wiped off the milk stains between his fingers with a paper towel, and after tidying himself up, he nodded on the table: "Sit."

Fifth Sheyuan stared at the milk stains hanging on the wall of the cup in a daze.

...The deputy team likes to drink milk?

A tough guy with a tough exterior and a soft heart...it's scary when you think about it, okay? qaq

The deputy team's eyes lightly glanced at the hot soup in Wu Sheyuan's hand, and then restrained himself.He pushed aside the milky white porcelain cup that had already bottomed out, rolled up his sleeves, fastened the dark gold cuff buttons, and looked directly at Wu Sheyuan calmly.

The deputy team, who has been wandering and fighting in the interstellar world for many years and tempering his mind, has always been very indulgent towards Wu Sheyuan. Compared with those problematic players who are often invited to drink tea, Wu Sheyuan rarely has the opportunity to have a private interview with the deputy team , I couldn't help being a little nervous, and the topic seemed to be impossible to talk about.

"Deputy team."

Shuai Jun looked at Wu Sheyuan very intently, with encouragement in his eyes. He has always been rigorous in his actions, and he also attaches great importance to the members' active expression of ideas.

Fifth Sheyuan was also affected by the tense atmosphere, his expression was a little heavy, his brows were frowned, and his tone was considered and cautious: "...Do you want some soup?"

……

What?

wtf?

Shuai Jun thought for a moment that he had heard wrong.

It's been a long time since I've been in touch with the fashion industry, is it the current meeting etiquette to drink soup first?

Shuai Jun took a cup of soup in silence.

The hot touch touched the fingertips intimately, and when the soup lid was lifted, there was a very delicious smell... and a little fishy smell.

The spoon filled a spoonful of milky white soup, and there were some milky white minced meat in it, very plump and tender (Lu Citang chopped xx to prevent the deputy team from suspecting --), it looked like it melted in the mouth, and it was extremely delicious.

Fifth Sheyuan watched nervously.

The deputy raised his wrist.

The fifth expression became more and more solemn.

The spoon touched the corner of his lips, and the milky white soup moistened his lips.

Does the captain actually drink this kind of soup? Thinking about it makes me nervous qaq

The familiar umami taste came from the tip of the tongue, and Shuai Jun analyzed the source of the ingredients of this soup almost at that moment.

Snowy wolf, pungent, non-toxic, mild in nature, nourishes the stomach and nourishes the kidneys... Which part is it?

...The memory of Lu Citang's sole control over the dinner in the past came back to his mind. Thinking of that humiliating memory, the deputy team's face stiffened slightly, and then he seemed to put down the spoon very casually, and pushed the soup aside.

Fingers together, Shuai Jun made a serious expression: We are people who want to do big things, and we should put aside such trivial matters as children's affection like drinking soup.

Hey, why don't you drink it?

Fifth Sheyuan looked at the deputy team meaningfully.

Don't be cowardly, just do it.

The deputy team never received Wu Sheyuan's gaze at all, as if he had already detached everything (such as soup), and nothing could stop him from talking to the team members about life.

Vice-team: Don’t do it, it’s cowardly_(:3)∠)_

"Captain..." The hint failed to make it clear. Watching the captain drink the same soup as himself has become Wu Sheyuan's obsession. opening.

Then Shuaijun cut through the mess with his usual vigorous and resolute style, and directly brought the topic to the right path: "I found the newly born Tibetan halberd in the city of Xinghai."

"That's great, I'm so excited... Would you like some more soup for the vice team?"

"The ability that has been explored so far is the materialization of illusion."

"Senior Lu made (buy) it very hard, and it's still hot."

"Personally, I think it matches you very well." The long topic ended with one sentence, and veins appeared faintly on the deputy team's head, tangled into a cross.

"soup……"

"Now go to integrate the Tibetan halberd, life and death are at your own risk."

Fifth Sheyuan was about to struggle, but was thrown into the confinement room by the neckline by the deputy team leader. His slightly cold fingers were icy and he immediately woke up.

The rough nature of the deputy team is undoubtedly revealed. When the fifth ignorant was pushed into the confinement room, the perspective was instantly plunged into darkness. There was a faint musty smell mixed with the moisture of moss growing in his nose, and there was even a very secret rust smell. .

That threshold is like a dividing line, dividing the inner world into two worlds.Outside the door is warm and bright lights and morning tea, but inside the door is dark and cold green bricks and iron bars.

It seems to have crossed the boundaries of space and even time.

Fifth Sheyuan: Hell, why is there a strange confinement room 2000 years behind the times on a starship with highly developed science and technology!

Shuai Jun stood at the door of the confinement room, his slender figure covered the light, his eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, forming a very blunt arc.

"I wish you success."

The confinement room will be ruthlessly locked.

Fifth Sheyuan stared deeply at the deputy team, as if he wanted to see through his stalwart heart through his stalwart body.

...This is obviously a venue for dungeon play, don't lie to me!

The door closed gradually, and the light that disturbed the peace of the confinement room gradually disappeared, and that beam of light was replaced by a shadow, falling on Fifth Sheyuan's face.

Fifth Sheyuan's eyes reflected in the darkness, like a caged animal, the tyranny and carnage hidden in the bottom of his heart surging up, surged through the darkness.

"Bah."

A soft chirping sound came from the deputy team's arms.

Fifth Sheyuan: Huh?

Shuai Jun stiffened for a moment, but still closed the door calmly.Fifth Sheyuan rushed forward, pinned the crack of the door tightly with his fingers, raised his eyes to look at the deputy team, with the word "question" written on his face.

"What the hell?"

The deputy team was unmoved: "Come out and give it to you."

Fifth Sheyuan's face became more hesitant: "Give it to me? Then it's the same now."

"You're wasted when you die."

"It's even more wasteful if I don't die." Wu Sheyuan's eyes lit up, and he seemed as if I wouldn't go in until I got the things.

Shuai Jun stared at him calmly.

The fifth muddled poorly received the deputy team's death threat signal, and still looked at it with a wicked smile.

Seeing that if they looked at each other for another two seconds, the sky would explode, and the vice-captain, who had always been extremely tolerant of Wu Sheyuan, took a step back.

He unbuttoned the dull black coat on the outside, and unbuttoned it little by little with his white fingertips, his movements were gentle and unspeakably noble, especially when the deputy team, who had always been abstinent, made a few more Color separation.

Fifth Sheyuan: If you have something to say, what kind of clothes do you want to take off, and you want to fight--?

The deputy team obviously didn't want to fight Wu Sheyuan. After unbuttoning the buttons completely, he turned his coat upside down and presented it in front of Wu Sheyuan—that's right, the kind of very naughty and bad guy. It's just that the deputy team's coat is not a silver scimitar or a cold gray gun/armor, but a blue floral cloth pocket sewn on it.

Looks very warm and convenient blue floral cloth pocket.

Fifth Sheyuan: ...

The cloth pocket was not big, it was probably used to put a wad of money or two cigarettes in it for someone. At this time, it bulged into a spherical shape, taking up all the capacity of the cloth pocket, and it trembled from time to time.

Shuaijun explained with a cold expression: "This is the guardian beast I encountered when I captured the Tibetan halberd."

Fifth Sheyuan: "Is it really a Guardian Beast?"

The deputy team nodded firmly: "It's just that I haven't grown up yet."

As he spoke, he took out the things in his cloth pocket, stretched his palms, and put them in front of Fifth Sheyuan.

It was a white fluffy dumpling.

Wu Sheyuan, a rather uncaring guy, pinched the soft hair and lifted it, and lifted the ball that was half the size of his palm over.

The touch is really soft, and the thick layer of hair is very comfortable to the touch. When you stroke the hair backwards, you can find the ball on the palm of your hand shaking.

When Wu Sheyuan poked it boredly, the ball rolled twice on the palm of his hand, and lay on one spot without moving.

Then it stretched out its soft four hooves.Probably because the hooves were too short and the belly was too soft and thick, the four hooves scratched the palm, but they couldn't touch the skin.

In the end, the goat baa on the palm popped out its cute head again, and looked around tremblingly with jet-black and moist eyes, paddling its hooves desperately, and actually stood up with its short legs.Then it galloped on all fours, looking as if it was trying to escape.

The fifth dazed pressed his index finger on the lamb's soft, fluffy back.

--Little Yang Baa was pressed down again, and at this time he cried out very aggrieved: "Baa..."

Such a soft animal that can fit in the palm of the hand can really arouse the love of others, but it is a pity that Wu Sheyuan, this incomprehensible guy, rubbed the lamb over and over again, and poked his belly in disgust. Said: "This is the Guardian Beast? Deputy team, you must have been deceived by unscrupulous traders."

The deputy team was expressionless: "I caught this with my own hands."

"That means the guardian beast that was waiting for the Tibetan halberd died a long time ago." Wu Sheyuan thought for a while and said, "This one just happened to pass by, and you caught it before it finished eating the grass."

"It's called Shifang Sheep."

There was a strange look in the deputy team's eyes, and he reorganized the language, omitting some important factors: "I don't eat grass, I only eat tea."

Fifth Sheyuan sounded familiar to these words. Not long ago, he joked that Chu Fengci was a sheep eating tea.

Xiao Chu corrected him with a serious face, sheep eat grass, not tea.As a result, a sheep who only eats tea leaves and no grass comes here.Immediately, his interest was high, and he wanted to keep it a little bit more, so he put the lamb in his pocket, and he was not afraid of being suffocated, so he said calmly, "I want it."

This lamb is still in its infancy, and besides eating tea, it can also drink a little milk.The deputy team worked tirelessly to make a cup of milk for the little guy, fed it spoonful by spoonful, and was spat all over by the bubbles it spit out.If it weren't for the innate sense of responsibility, who would have enjoyed the honor of being breastfed by Mr. Shuaijun himself?

Mr. Shuai didn't have any special preference for these soft animals, and he was very happy to let go, and Mr. Yang Baa fell directly into the clutches of Wu Sheyuan.

In fact, most of the guardian beasts of Tibetan halberds are very dangerous beasts, but this Tibetan halberd is probably really something wrong with the big monster guarding, leaving behind an unacceptable offspring. The kind that catches without panting.

Even if it can grow into a monster with explosive combat power in the future, it is just a lamb that can be pushed down by a finger and cannot get up.

There has never been a precedent for raising Tibetan halberd guardian beasts. Although the number of Tibetan halberds is very rare, the ferocity of the guardian beasts is also the root cause.

Sheep·Violent·Beast·Baa could only tremblingly lick his own fur, and when the soft fur was smoothed, it would form a white sheep ball, quietly huddled in his pocket.

——The environment here is a little better than the crowded place just now.

The lamb thought so.

Then the world began to shake violently, the person carrying him was spinning and jumping without stopping, the little sheep was rolling around in his pocket, and he didn't know what year it was.

Wu Sheyuan really forgot about the lamb's baa, he didn't mean to throw the wool off it.

The contented Fifth Sheyuan was finally kicked into the confinement room by the deputy team.Not long after he was in complete darkness, a flame the size of a green pea appeared in front of him. The very small flame illuminated a huge area around him, showing the purity and brightness of its flame.

Speaking of which, just staring at it doesn't make it feel bright.

It was a blue-gray color, not bright at all, with a lifeless evil spirit, as if it could burn into everything in the world, burning the sun and the moon.

The air around it has a strange "wall-forming" phenomenon, as if there is a layer of transparent glass next to it, which is being burned by it into gurgling glass water, boiling in mid-air, reflecting a distorted space scene.

At this time, the Tibetan halberd has been purified for the first time - it can have many forms, such as birds and fish, but what Wu Sheyuan saw was burning flames, which implicitly hinted that What kind of power the fifth Sheyuan wants to get, and after merging with the virtual manipulator, this power will also develop in this direction.

The baa was very uncomfortable being squeezed. Even though it was balled into a ball of fluff, it was still very worried that it would fall from a high place and break its lamb's hoof.

So it hesitated for a while, and gave up the more comfortable ball shape, and stretched out two little sheep's hoofs to clamp the fabric of the inner pocket to ensure the safety of its posture-but this was of no use, the two The little goat's hoof couldn't hold anything at all, and was shaken around again dizzy, but the goat baa returned to the ball with tears in its eyes.

The sheep in the pocket was squeezed again, as if it had returned to the mother's womb and was born again.Its spiritual intelligence has just opened, and its ideas in all aspects are actually very naive. In layman's terms, its IQ is a bit low.

But at this time, I can make a self-taught comparison: If I had known this, I might as well have relied on that vicious person qaq

The stomach is also very hungry, and the lamb began to regret the milk that it spit bubbles and played with. Although it tasted weird, but it was hot milk at any rate, but now it can only take two wool from its body and suck it. qaq

In fact, the fusion ceremony is almost coming to an end, and the fifth Sheyuan moves very neatly. If there is a "Tibetan halberd fusion time ranking list", he must belong to the top three.

At this time, the incompetent Guardian Beast vaguely sensed something was wrong——

Ma Ma, the treasure you gave me was eaten by someone qaq!

The breath of the baby is decreasing bit by bit, and it is replaced by the "taste" that belongs exclusively to Fifth Sheyuan.Sheep Baa was so angry that she was not afraid of falling, her hoof grabbed the edge of her pocket and was about to crawl out, she struggled for a long time before sticking her head out.

As a result, for some reason at this moment, Wu Sheyuan happened to bend over, and the sheep baa slid down, and the hooves couldn't pinch the material of the clothes, so it was barely hanging in the opening of the pocket, and it fell down——

The sheep baa weakly yelled "baa" twice in fright.

Fifth Sheyuan touched his pocket casually, and felt a ball of soft fluff, pinched it directly between his fingertips and brought it up.

He raised his eyebrows, and then he remembered the origin of the baa ♂, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he remembered his very violent action just now: "It almost fell off."

The sheep held by its fingertips was very dull, and hadn't recovered from the shock just now. When he opened his eyes, he saw the high ground again, which was very scary. He couldn't help but "baa" again in aggrieved .

Fifth Sheyuan found it interesting, so he put it in the palm of his hand, let it lie softly on his stomach, gently stroked its wool with his index finger, and blew air on the soft wool like a breeze: "I just frightened gone?"

The lamb's bleat was very comfortable, its fur was stroked smoothly, and the whole sheep lay idly on Wu Sheyuan's palm, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Feeling comfortable being served by the shit-shoveling officer, Yang Baa twisted her limp neck and stretched out her pink tongue to lick Fifth Sheyuan's palm.

It was really too small, so Wu Sheyuan didn't notice it when he was licked. It wasn't until Yang Baa licked it a few times later that he felt a little itching from his palm.

After discovering this, Fifth She gave a sheep a smile for the first time.

Just after merging the Tibetan halberd, the full and violent energy in the virtual manipulator even affected its owner.Very secretive negative emotions are accumulating bit by bit in the corner, which is in a gray field, which may never cause any consequences, and may also severely hinder the life and death of life and death.

However, these innocuous little troubles brought about by the fusion miraculously disappeared after being licked by the sheep a few times, as if they were really licked off by that stupid sheep.

Fifth Sheyuan felt this change - as if his body suddenly became lighter, and he couldn't tell the difference from before, at least his mood became happier all of a sudden.

So Wu Sheyuan, an interestist, rarely has a good look at a lamb.

Under those eyes full of joy and encouragement, what Wu Sheyuan thought was: catch him back, let him lick his eyes for Chu Chu.

If the eyes can't be cured, stew mutton soup.

The silly white sweet sheep bleated softly at Wu Sheyuan, who was smiling twice. At this time, it couldn't tell the difference between the baby and Wu Sheyuan, so it could only tilt its head in a daze, After licking my palm for a while, I rolled back into a ball and went to rest.

This time Wu Sheyuan still put the sheep in his pocket, but changed his posture, pinched its soft wool with two fingers, and carried it back all the way.