Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The old man smelled the scent of tea with the fragrance of the tip of his nose, and the whole head was buzzing.

For a person who loves to drink tea and taste tea, let alone tasting, you can judge the quality of the tea by smelling the fragrance, plus the unique tea box... So, this tea is definitely the one in his collection A box.

The old man's gaze settled in the bright orange-yellow tea soup, and he couldn't understand why his tea came here? !

Shaking hands, picked up the teacup, took a sip, the sweet taste filled the tip of the tongue, the tea that should have been delicious, but at this time it was like drinking Chinese medicine.

It was so uncomfortable that I wanted to cry.

Father Huo didn't pay attention to the old man's expression. After taking a sip, he closed his eyes and recollected for a moment, then praised: "The entrance is sweet, the floral fragrance is rich, the taste is strong but not astringent, this old red robe is really wonderful."

When the old man heard this comment, his heart hurt even more.

Isn't it good? How much effort has he spent on this box of tea. After seven or eight years, he can't bear to drink it out!

Father Huo poured himself a cup again, and then saw that the old man's cup was empty, so he filled him up too, and asked, "Master, what do you think of this tea?"

The old man shook his hand again, and forced a smile, "It's pretty good..."

After a few seconds, the old man focused his eyes on the tea box on the coffee table and asked: "Where did you buy this tea?"

A fatherly smile appeared on Dad Huo’s face for an instant. He turned his head and looked at Huo Yao, who was lying on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone. “It wasn’t bought, it was given by a friend of Yao Yao.”

When the old man heard this, his heart exploded.

Dog stuff, take his tea out to make favors.

He said that when he returned to the capital last time, the dog didn't return to the old house.

"Looking back and waiting for you to go back, I will bring you something when the time comes. Although there are not many, try one occasionally." Father Huo said politely.

The old man looked at Papa Huo, almost unable to laugh, he shook his head difficultly and refused: "It's okay, a gentleman doesn't take people's favors. Today, he is already...very good."

When Huo Yao, who was playing with a mobile phone, heard the old man's words, "Gentlemen do not take favors", he raised his head and glanced at him faintly.

If you were a gentleman, you wouldn't have touched porcelain and came to her house.

Ah!

The old man kept his head down and continued to drink tea, because his heartache was so painful that he couldn't respond, so he didn't have much energy when chatting with Dad Huo.

In the end, he was really furious. The old man took out his cell phone again, turned out a number in the address book, typed slowly, and sent a message.

"Little bunny, you are dead!"

After sending it out, he just shut down the phone.

*

Next door, when Min Yu saw this message, it was already half an hour later.

"Judging from the content, the old man must be extremely angry when he sent the message." Zhuo Yun held his master's mobile phone and analyzed it seriously.

After putting the phone down, he asked again: "Brother Yu, what did you do today to make the old man so angry?"

Min Yu glanced at him faintly, "Have you found someone?"

"Yes...not yet." Zhuo Yun scratched his head in a jealous manner.

Well, if no one is found, there is no possibility that the master will make the old man angry.

But why did the old man suddenly send this message over?

Zhuo Yun was puzzled, and turned to look at Yang Yi next to him. After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother, you can trace where the old man sent this message."