842 Master?

Qin Wu raised her head when she heard the sound and looked at the sun and the sky, her eyes were very beautiful, although they were not phoenix eyes like Zhuo Xin, but her eyes were very clear.

However, when she saw Yang Dingtian, her brows were obviously wrinkled.

She looked at Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian was also looking at her, of course she noticed her expression, it was obvious that Yang Dingtian's youth and appearance made her a little dissatisfied.

This is understandable, take Yang Dingtian as an example, the master in his mind, not to mention the fairy wind bones, at least has to be a white beard or something

As for Yang Dingtian, a shirt and a pair of slacks, he doesn't look very good, and then he is not very old, just a young man in his twenties.

Do you believe it?

However, Qin Wu was indeed very cultivated, just frowned, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, and he saluted with his palms together, and said, "Hello, please take a seat." ”

Guan Jian is her smile, not only beautiful, but also very kind, although very light, a little procedural, but at least not like the Italian code, giving people a sense of condescending arrogance.

"Sure enough, she is a noble lady, and she is well educated. Yang Dingtian secretly praised, also clasped his palms and saluted, and sat down on the sofa.

Qin Wu looked at Yang Dingtian and said, "Mr. is Chinese, your surname." ”

"Yes. ”

She smiled kindly, and Yang Dingtian naturally smiled back and nodded: "Free of noble, surnamed Yang, the yang of the sun, Yang Dingtian." ”

"Yang Dingtian? Qin Wu praised and looked at Yang Dingtian: "Mr. Yang, are you studying medicine or Taoism?" ”

As she spoke, a maid came up with a tea, and the teacup was very exquisite, a very delicate teacup, and there was a saucer underneath.

Yang Dingtian didn't answer Qin Wu's words first, but held the teacup with both hands.

His posture is obviously wrong, not only is it impolite, but this is a freshly brewed hot tea, which is hot.

Yima stood on the side, and when he saw Yang Dingtian like this, his eyes almost popped out, and he screamed in his heart: "The Chinese really have no politeness at all." ”

Qin Wu was also taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, be careful, the tea you just brewed is hot." ”

"No, it's not hot. ”

Yang Dingtian smiled, holding the teacup in both hands, his spiritual power reversed, almost in the blink of an eye, the tea stopped steaming, and then began to freeze.

It only takes a minute before and after, and a cup of hot tea turns into an ice stone.

"Hey, this tea is iced, you can't drink it. ”

Yang Dingtian pretended to be pretending, while saying, he put down the teacup, but not in the saucer, but on the table, not flat, but obliquely down, and with a flick of his hand, the tea bowl was dripping on the coffee table.

The tea in the teacup, along with the tea leaves, froze, and now as the cup turns, no tea spills out.

"Mr. Yang, you are so rude. ”

Yi Ma was preconceived, she didn't pay attention to the strange appearance of the teacup at all, and when she saw Yang Dingtian using the teacup as a toy, she was really angry, and couldn't help but scold.

But Qin Wu sighed, and she squinted at the code: "Don't be rude." ”

His eyes then fell on the teacup that was still turning, and his beautiful eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Huh?"

Her voice was very good, Yang Dingtian looked at her with a slight smile, and didn't speak, Qin Wu asked herself: "Mr. Yang, what's going on." ”

Yang Dingtian smiled: "It's frozen." ”

Although he witnessed it with his own eyes, his words were really unbelievable, Qin Wu looked at him in surprise, but he couldn't help it, stretched out his hand, touched the teacup, immediately withdrew his hand, and screamed in his mouth: "It's cold." ”

Yang Dingtian smiled and didn't speak.

Qin Wu still didn't believe it, reached out again, touched it this time, but didn't retract his hand, touched it again, and then simply picked it up, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully: "Ah, it's really frozen, how is this possible?"

When the maid heard this, she also exclaimed in surprise: "It's really frozen, what's the matter, it's impossible, the hot tea I just brewed." ”

Yi Ma was also shocked at this time, and also walked over, stretched out his hand and touched it, and shouted: "Ah, it's so icy, why is it suddenly frozen, is this witchcraft?"

As soon as she screamed, Qin Wu came to her senses, immediately put down the teacup, and clasped her hands together to salute Yang Dingtian: "Mr. Yang is really a master, Qin Wu is rude." ”

"Miss Kotoki is polite. Yang Dingtian also clasped his palms and returned the salute.

Yi Ma also understood now, looking at the sun and the sky, blinking violently.

Yang Dingtian guessed correctly, Zhuo Xin did ask someone to know her and gave her a sum of money, so she introduced Yang Dingtian to Qin Wu.

But Yangdingtian is not outstanding, and she is a little arrogant, unlike ordinary people who hold her and pat her on the back, she is a little unaccustomed to Yangdingtian.

I was already regretting it, I shouldn't have introduced Yang Dingtian, I didn't want Yang Dingtian to have such a hand, but she was shocked, and when she looked at Yang Dingtian at this time, she secretly shouted: "Is he really a master." ”

Qinwu's son's illness, I have seen a lot of doctors, there are modern Western medicine, there are also folk doctors, Myanmar is deeply influenced by Chinese culture, there are also traditional Chinese medicine, but they are called Burmese doctors, the way is the same.

Then, there are witch doctors, as well as Buddhist monks, in short, they are desperately tossing, but none of them are useful.

As Qin Wu's more trusted assistant, Yima has helped introduce a lot, anyway, one more is not more, one less is not less, and he can still collect money, why not?

At this time, she was stunned for a while, which can be said to be surprised and happy.

Qin Wu's surprise was even greater than her, and she looked at Yang Dingtian with a look of surprise: "Mr. Yang, what kind of spell are you? Is it a kind of kung fu? or is it a spell of Buddhism?"

She has several generations of nobles, and as a noble lady, she has received a good education, which is not only a modern Western-style education, but also some things in Chinese and Indian culture, so she understands a lot of things.

Yang Dingtian smiled and shook his head: "It's not a spell, it's a kind of kung fu." ”

Qin Wu put the teacup on the coffee table again at this time, he brought it again, still holding it with both hands, just between words, secretly using spiritual power, the iced tea quickly melted, and after a while, it was hot again.

He held the cup, and Qin Wu looked at it without blinking, and when she saw the ice on the tea surface melting, and then the heat came out, she exclaimed: "Ah, it's hot again." ”

Her upbringing since she was a child, in front of guests, especially in front of male guests, she can't open her mouth like this, but the things in front of her are too magical, allowing her to return to her true nature as a woman.

And the appearance of her red lips opening into an O-shape made Yang Dingtian's heart beat secretly.