pampered by him

Chapter 70 Making Tea
The cold alienation on his body was conveyed undisguisedly, directly forcing those beautiful women to stop approaching.

"Don't mind your own business." Qiu Mo glanced at Wen Heng, then walked into the bar.

The few women who were frightened by Qiu Mo were not reconciled, but they did not dare to take a half step closer because of his terrifying aura.

Wen Heng smiled, quickly mixed a few glasses of wine and pushed them out: "The ladies are shocked, please don't mind."

He was apologizing for Qiu Mo's rudeness in disguise, and of course he wanted to give them another chance.

If a woman can't handle Qiu Mo, then come a few more.

There is always one who can succeed.

Wen Heng's gentlemanly demeanor instantly won the favor of those beauties, and they chatted with him casually.

He moves effortlessly among the flowers while continuing to mix drinks.

Qiu Mo ignored everything around him, and he found what he wanted behind the bar with familiarity.

Seeing Qiu Mo take out the tools one by one, Wen Heng showed surprise: "I said Qiu Mo, you are not going to make tea here, are you?"

"Any opinion?" Qiu Mo snorted coldly, his hands kept moving.

"No, no objection." Wen Heng coaxed very spinelessly, but after seeing the tea in Qiu Mo's hand, he was not calm again!

"No, the wine I made for you is not good? You still want to drink tea? It's fine to drink tea, this place is not suitable for such a good tea! Why don't you change it, I have other good teas, absolutely Can enter your mouth!"

Wen Heng was in a hurry.

The price per gram of the can of tea in Qiu Mo's hand is more expensive than gold, and the output this year is not high, so he worked so hard to get such a small can.

Qiu Mo focused on making tea and ignored Wen Heng.

The man's movements are smooth and smooth, and every move is elegant like art.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his curvaceous little arms. With his movements, the muscle texture seemed to be plated with a layer of gold under the light, enough to make people imagine the strength and masculine charm it can produce.

The steam with the aroma of tea gradually diffused, wrapping the place where Qiu Mo was in a fairyland-like world.

The women sitting at the bar couldn't help but look over.

At this moment, their wine seems to be sober. The clear soup is green and the aftertaste is fragrant. Even people who don't understand tea can feel that this cup of tea is different.

Finally, Qiu Mo stopped his movements.

In front of him were two white porcelain teacups and a larger refined teapot on the carved red sandalwood tea tray.

Wen Heng was a little shivered by the tea fragrance, and reached out to reach for the teacup.

"Snapped!"

Qiu Mo opened Wen Heng's hand with a tool beside him: "This is not for you."

"Aren't there two cups?" Wen Heng didn't know why.

"It's not yours." After finishing speaking, Qiu Mo took a glass away, then glanced at the subordinate who stood beside him like a ghost, "deliver the things"

The subordinates naturally obeyed Qiu Mo's orders unconditionally. To be on the safe side, the two of them set off together.

"Hey..." Wen Heng didn't have time to say anything, he could only watch them go away from him.

While the tea was still steaming hot, they were delivered to Weici intact.

The Class [-] students were very confused by the sudden appearance of strangers, but after knowing that it was sent by Teacher Qiu, they lost the desire/desire to inquire.

The squad leader, Sun Debo, had told everyone that he had met Mr. Qiu, so it was not a surprise to hear his name now.

It's just that no one wants to touch that cup of tea.

(End of this chapter)