Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

This cat seems to understand human nature. When you are sad, it will be by the side and accompany you quietly.

When you are angry, it will run over and pose in various funny poses to make you laugh until it vents the depression and unhappiness in your heart.

Huangfulin glanced at the Persian cat that kept rubbing against his arms, frowned, but still held it in his arms.

In fact, he doesn't like to be close to small animals. At that time, when he fell in love with it, he just wanted it to relieve Xiaotong's boredom, but he didn't expect Xiaotong to use it as a substitute for his daughter.

The mother who lost her daughter is so pitiful that she pins her thoughts on a cat, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

And that heartless cat nestled in Huangfu Lin's arms in an extremely comfortable position, staring at Ning Xiaotong who was sitting across from her with big black eyes.

With a stare, his dark eyes flickered for a moment, and he retracted his head into Huangfu Lin's arms. After a long time, he poked his head out cautiously, observing Ning Xiaotong's unfriendly expression.

"Dead cat," Xiaotong scolded with a smile, "Who is your master?"

Huangfu Lin patted the head of the Persian cat in his arms, causing the Persian cat to stretch out its sharp claws to scratch, but when it came into contact with the warning gaze, it retracted its claws embarrassingly, and curled up in Huangfu Lin's arms obediently. at every turn.

Looking back from the cat to Ning Xiaotong's eyes, a deep and magnetic voice sounded, "Are you planning to go back to City H?"

Ning Xiaotong shook her head, "I won't go back for a while."

In the car just now, she had already thought very clearly that City H is not the place for her to stay after all, only here is her destination, the place where her heart rests.

Hearing this, Huangfu Lin's heart relaxed slightly, "It's fine if you don't go back."

Seeing the exhaustion in his eyes, Ning Xiaotong's heart moved, she couldn't help but stand up after sitting down, went to the cupboard for a long time, finally found a bag of tea that her father loved to drink when she was alive, and brewed a cup Tea with a faint aroma was placed in front of him.

"Sorry, only Biluochun is left, you can make do with it." Xiaotong apologized slightly.

"Thank you." He smiled and took it.

In the transparent teacup, the tender green tea leaves are full of water, and the leaves stretch out gently and soothingly, each piece is plump and dripping green, light and agile, making people's heart seem to return to nature, fresh, quiet, curling, like In the vague tea fragrance, there is no trace of impurity and impetuousness.

At this moment, Xiaotong's heart suddenly calmed down.

Only she and the few people around him knew that Huangfulin actually had the same hobby as Mr. Han, which was drinking tea, and he only drank old tea.She also asked the reason curiously, because most people like to drink new teas, and every year new teas are released, they are always the most popular.But his taste is so unique.

However, every time she asked, he just smiled.

This time, perhaps to find a topic, she finally asked the question again, "Why do you like old tea so much?" In her impression, only old people like the old man would like such bitter tea smell.

Huangfu Lin smiled slightly, and said: "Because the old tea has the taste of time infiltrated into it, the faint old fragrance, after the precipitation of four seasons, has a special taste. The new tea is just the gorgeous layer floating on the surface, and the fragrance is too stimulating , so it is easy to confuse people."

After a pause, he continued, "Drinking this kind of old tea is also very particular. You have to drink this tea slowly, and you have to drink it until the third or fourth opening to taste the taste. This is the taste of time, the taste of time." !"