Doomsday Rebirth: Jun Shao's Favorite

Chapter 510 To live well
But when it comes to making tea, apart from the old man, the young master in front of him, and the young master are good at it.

This Jun's family can't find any other good ones.

But that was all in the past.

Knowing that the man in front of him likes to drink tea and still has the smell of tea on his body, he has a little determination.

He wants to learn the tea ceremony, and he wants to make tea for him to drink.

Even just once.

So in addition to practicing ancient martial arts day and night, he has a new task.

That is to learn the tea ceremony.

He studied very hard and studied very seriously.

Later he finally learned it.

When the man tasted his craft for the first time, he joked with a smile: "Xiao Siran, I am the only one who dares to try your tea. I am trying to show you face."

No one knew how nervous he was at that time.

No one knew how much he longed for that face.

He has studied for so long just to let the other party appreciate it.

So watching the other party drink the tea he made with his own eyes, his heart almost jumped out.

After that, there is no after.

Because at that time, as long as he was often at Jun's house when he had no tasks, he would make tea for the man in front of him.

Everyone in the Jun family knows that he is the special tea maker for the eldest and young master.

But as he got older, the number of times he stayed at Jun's house became less and less.

It has been a long time since the current situation has happened.

Less than a year, or over a year?
Maybe two years.

He has forgotten.

But every time at this time, his heart is always the most at ease,
Because the man in front of him still needs him.

Mu Siran was very happy at this time, but it didn't show on his face.

Jun Beichen put the teacup into Mu Siran's hand, "One more cup, and only your tea makes me enjoy it the most."

Hearing this, Mu Siran looked at the empty teacup in his hand, and quietly went to the side to pour tea.

As for what the man said, he couldn't remember how many times.

But every time he heard this, he still made people's heart beat faster as if it was the first time he heard it.

Holding the second cup of tea in his hand, Jun Beichen's previous joy dissipated.

He has become more and more afraid to think about the long-lasting memory these years.

Every time I think about it, his temper afterwards is always cloudy or cloudy.

Because I don't want to accept it, because I still can't let it go.

In the end, it was just because of reluctance.

When did he become aware of such emotions, he no longer remembers.

When he found out, he couldn't let it go.

Jun Beichen suddenly looked up at the young man standing beside him.

"Xiao Siran, how old are you?"

The sudden inquiry made Mu Siran unable to react for a moment.

There was still confusion on his face, as if the question bothered him a lot.

"I don't remember much."

twenty? twenty one?Or 21?

Yes, I don't remember much, at that time he was very small and looked up to this man.

In the end, he was taken back to Jun's house by this man.

Jun Beichen smiled when he heard the words, and reached out to him, "Come here."

Mu Siran obediently squatted down and lowered his head.

Warm hands stroked his hair.

"Good boy, live well in the future."

Jun Beichen's actions were full of pity, indescribable cherishment, and feelings that could hardly be concealed.

"Crack..."

The bathroom door was pushed open from the inside.

Jun Beimo changed his clothes and came out from inside.

Seeing the actions of Mu Siran and his brother, he was taken aback for a moment, and then walked towards the door as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, Jun Beichen moved his hand away and said to the person in front of him, "Go out, I'm sleepy."

(End of this chapter)