All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

These ghosts have trapped Ruan Xinxin for hundreds of years, so Ruan Xinxin means that they have been trapped for hundreds of years.

After knowing that Tiandao would take care of them personally, Ruan Xinxin no longer worried that they would harm others, so Qian Yan did not need to do anything extra.

As for why Tiandao didn't take action in the past, Qian Yan didn't pursue it further. Every world has its own rules, so maybe the key hasn't been triggered yet.

Shang Xi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Bai Bai.

Could it be that they had trapped her for hundreds of years?

For ordinary people, a hundred years is a lifetime. For a thousand-year ghost king, a hundred years is a long time, but it is not long. At least it is much better than never ending.

From today on, he can count the days and work, and he has some hope for the days.

Today, Tuesday, it’s Luan Qinglin’s turn.

As soon as Qian Yan entered the villa, she met Luan Qinglin. He was still as enthusiastic as before and handed her a cup of hot tea.

Qian Yan looked at him deeply. This tea tree made tea when it was okay and forced people to drink tea. A tea tree, but also likes to learn how to maintain health.

She had already thought about how to teach this tea tree a lesson. I am afraid that from tonight onwards, Luan Qinglin would no longer like to drink tea.

Qian Yan still rejected Luan Qinglin: "I don't like drinking tea."

The smile on Luan Qinglin's face did not diminish and he took the teacup back.

Qian Yan followed him back to the room, and Luan Qinglin's voice sounded behind him: "There's still time, just come to my room and have tea later."

Shang Xi paused as he floated back to the room, almost falling to the ground, and silently burned some paper for Luan Qinglin.

The others in the living room who had been tortured by Qian Yan all had dull expressions.

Luan Qinglin also served them tea, but everyone couldn't say anything and could only say a word of silence in their hearts.

How arrogant is Luan Qinglin now, and how depressed and regretful will he be tomorrow morning, forcing Ruan Qianyan to drink tea? He really wasn't afraid of offending her to death.

At six o'clock in the evening, Qian Yan was rolled into another room by a force just like before, which was Luan Qinglin's room.

As soon as we arrived in the room, the aroma of tea hit our nose.

Luan Qinglin's room also has tea-making equipment, and he is making tea.

Seeing her, he pointed to the stool in front of him and motioned for her to sit there.

Qian Yan walked over and sat down, and a cup of tea was immediately placed in front of him: "Let's try it? It doesn't matter if you haven't had it before. It's not bad to drink it for the first time here. Maybe you can taste a different taste."

Qian Yan still didn't move. Luan Qinglin was really impatient. He was about to do something when he heard Qian Yan ask: "Do you like making tea so much?"

"Of course, the tea tastes wonderful."

"Really don't want to try it?" After answering Qian Yan's words, Luan Qinglin continued to ask.

Qian Yan said: "Since you like it so much, then you will also like these next things."

What?

Before Luan Qinglin came to his senses, Qian Yan waved his hand and a pot appeared, the kind that was plugged in.

Seeing that he was a little confused, Qian Yan pointed to the pot: "Tonight your task is to use this pot to fry tea. You should immediately soak the fried tea in water and drink it. After drinking, you can continue to fry. Where does the tea come from? I shouldn’t need to say more, right?"

Luan Qinglin laughed angrily: "Are you crazy?"

Thinking of Qian Yan suddenly taking out a pot, he asked: "Which of them gave you the space magic weapon? You are quite willing to give it up."

"Okay, from now on you can complete the task. The tea leaves must be freshly picked, and you cannot use the old tea leaves as evidence."