Zhang Ling's technique is like a butterfly playing with flowers, which requires the skills of both hands. Ou Ruixuan was fascinated by it, but Zhang Ling gradually calmed down as the water boiled.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which vaguely contained Zhang Ling's understanding. The boiling water, under Zhang Ling's hands, was like an obedient water snake, gliding on the tea tray.

The uniformly colored tea, under Han Xin's skillful hands, fell evenly into the teacup without any spillage.

However, just when Zhang Ling was about to finish the last step and taste the tea he had carefully brewed with a peaceful heart, Ou Ruixuan, who was sitting opposite Zhang Ling, suddenly put down his coffee and moved the tea cup.

Not only did the tea overflow, it also interrupted Zhang Ling's enlightenment. Frightened, Zhang Ling raised his head and saw Ou Ruixuan furious. "Asshole!"

Holding the Dow finger, Zhang Ling swore that Ou Ruixuan didn't even know his mother if he didn't fight, so I was not Zhang Ling.

However, just as Zhang Ling stretched out his hand, he was quickly grabbed by Ou Ruixuan. Ou Ruixuan crossed the table, condescending, with a smile of success on his lips. He came to Zhang Ling's side and whispered in his ear: "You are not Zhang Ling

spirit!"

When Zhang Ling heard this, his whole body stiffened. His eyes widened and he looked at Ou Ruixuan in surprise, as if he was questioning, how could Ou Ruixuan discover this matter?

Revealing his wisdom and seeing through everything, he watched Zhang Ling's expression changes closely.

He gave the answer to Zhang Ling's doubts: "After I learned from my mom that my fiancée was Zhang Ling, I did some research. Zhang Ling has been pampered since he was a child, he is domineering, and he is deeply doted on by Mr. Zhang.

Every day he shows off his power, eats, drinks and has fun. He doesn't know how to play tea art, let alone your extremely complicated techniques. In addition, Zhang Ling has never had contact with strangers, warlocks and the like since he was a child.

Therefore, Zhang Ling doesn’t know Taoism at all, so you are not Zhang Ling at all! Although, I still don’t know for the time being, in what way you deceived Zhang Ling’s face and fooled her parents, but you can’t deceive her.

Me! Goddess!"

"Goddess? You bastard!"

Ou Ruixuan's previous investigation really calmed Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling was worried that his identity would be exposed, and even more afraid that the mission of the King of Hell would be revealed. However, hearing the words "Ou Ruixuan Goddess" made Zhang Ling furious.

His feet came into close contact with Orixuan's belly, causing pain and Orixuan fell down in his seat like a shrimp.

Zhang Ling was so angry that he stood up, scolded Orixuan, and read out the charges against Orixuan.

"Asshole, this is all because of you! That day, this body wanted to confess to Zhao Yichen, but was hit by the shabby car you drove, and the confession failed. As a last resort, he wanted to jump off the building to force Zhao Yichen to agree.

But I was hit by another guy, fell to the ground, and fainted from fright. If it hadn't been like this, we wouldn't have had all these troubles!"

Zhang Ling said angrily, meaning that if this were not the case, Zhang Ling's soul would not have gone to the underworld, and he would not have entered Zhang Ling's body.

However, Ou Ruixuan did not hear the hidden meaning. Seeing Zhang Ling being so messy, he also gave up his doubts about Zhang Ling. "Well... I can confirm now that you are Zhang Ling."

Zhang Ling was startled, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Ou Ruixuan in confusion. Did his attitude change too quickly? Zhang Ling's technique is like a butterfly playing with a flower, which requires the skills of both hands.

Ou Ruixuan was stunned, but Zhang Ling gradually calmed down as the water boiled.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which vaguely contained Zhang Ling's understanding. The boiling water, under Zhang Ling's hands, was like an obedient water snake, gliding on the tea tray.

The uniformly colored tea, under Han Xin's skillful hands, fell evenly into the teacup without any spillage.

However, just when Zhang Ling was about to finish the last step and taste the tea he had carefully brewed with a peaceful heart, Ou Ruixuan, who was sitting opposite Zhang Ling, suddenly put down his coffee and moved the tea cup.

Not only did the tea overflow, it also interrupted Zhang Ling's enlightenment. Frightened, Zhang Ling raised his head and saw Ou Ruixuan furious. "Asshole!"

Holding the Dow finger, Zhang Ling swore that Ou Ruixuan didn't even know his mother if he didn't fight, so I was not Zhang Ling.

However, just as Zhang Ling stretched out his hand, he was quickly grabbed by Ou Ruixuan. Ou Ruixuan crossed the table, condescending, with a smile of success on his lips. He came to Zhang Ling's side and whispered in his ear: "You are not Zhang Ling

spirit!"

When Zhang Ling heard this, his whole body stiffened. His eyes widened and he looked at Ou Ruixuan in surprise, as if he was questioning, how could Ou Ruixuan discover this matter?

Revealing his wisdom and seeing through everything, he watched Zhang Ling's expression changes closely.

He gave the answer to Zhang Ling's doubts: "After I learned from my mom that my fiancée was Zhang Ling, I did some research. Zhang Ling has been pampered since he was a child, he is domineering, and he is deeply doted on by Mr. Zhang.

Every day he shows off his power, eats, drinks and has fun. He doesn't know how to play tea art, let alone your extremely complicated techniques. In addition, Zhang Ling has never had contact with strangers, warlocks and the like since he was a child.

Therefore, Zhang Ling doesn’t know Taoism at all, so you are not Zhang Ling at all! Although, I still don’t know for the time being, in what way you deceived Zhang Ling’s face and fooled her parents, but you can’t deceive her.

Me! Goddess!"

"Goddess? You bastard!"

Ou Ruixuan's previous investigation really calmed Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling was worried that his identity would be exposed, and even more afraid that the mission of the King of Hell would be revealed. However, hearing the words "Ou Ruixuan Goddess" made Zhang Ling furious.

His feet came into close contact with Orixuan's belly, causing pain and Orixuan fell down in his seat like a shrimp.

Zhang Ling was so angry that he stood up, scolded Orixuan, and read out the charges against Orixuan.

"Asshole, this is all because of you! That day, this body wanted to confess to Zhao Yichen, but was hit by the shabby car you drove, and the confession failed. As a last resort, he wanted to jump off the building to force Zhao Yichen to agree.

But I was hit by another guy, fell to the ground, and fainted from fright. If it hadn't been like this, we wouldn't have had all these troubles!"

Zhang Ling said angrily, meaning that if this were not the case, Zhang Ling's soul would not have gone to the underworld, and he would not have entered Zhang Ling's body.

However, Ou Ruixuan did not hear the hidden meaning. Seeing Zhang Ling being so messy, he also gave up his doubts about Zhang Ling. "Well... I can confirm now that you are Zhang Ling."
Chapter completed!