Chief, Love for you is wrong

"Why, such a big reaction?" on the other side, Shan Yudong, who was chatting with Wen Jili at the tea table, turned his long peach eyes to ridicule. He skillfully Nirvana tea and poured tea, and a series of actions were like clouds and flowing water.

Finally, he placed two delicate porcelain white cups on the tea tray, which were gurgling skillfully into the water filled with tea fragrance, put the small purple clay pot back on the special pot tray, and raised them on the two steaming cups to indicate the action of "please ~ ~".

Wen Jili turned away from Shan Yudong, looked at the tea on the saucer, smelled the tea, pinched the cup with clear fingerbones, and sniffed, "Oh ~ ~ Maojian?"

After a few sips, directly pour a small cup of tea into your mouth. The faint tea fragrance of Tianya fragrance blooms among the taste buds. Wen Jili puts the cup back in place, "90 hair tip."

Shan Yudong picked up his eyebrows, took the rest of the cup and poured it into his throat. When he put the cup back in place, he looked at Wen Jili and said with a smile, "I can't see that you still have so much research on tea? It's not difficult to drink it. You can even taste the year!"

Wen Jili glanced at Shan Yudong faintly, and his handsome face smiled speciously, "the old man Shan I mentioned to you just now loves tea. Grandpa will bring him good tea every year."

Wen Jili's eyes have been staring at Shan Yudong since he spoke. The deep and cold pupils are pressing. The momentum is too strong to be ignored.

Shan Yudong still wiped his chin, glanced at Ji Li's fierce eyes and replied with a smile, "is there anything dirty on my face? Let Ji Li stare at it all the time?"

Wen Jili took back his sight, took Shan Yudong's just action, and began the second tea making, hot pot, hot cup, pouring water and pouring tea. A series of actions are also skilled in idle clouds and flowing water.

Finally, he learned the action that Shan Yudong just did and made a "please ~ ~" move.

Shan Yudong took the tea, poured it in directly, put the cup back in place, looked at Wen Jili, and smiled back to gang's question, "people are dead, and it's a waste to take such good tea to the grave!"

Wen Jili glanced at him and drank the rest of the cup of tea. Without the slowness of the first cup, he directly poured it in and put the cup back in place.

"Grandpa brings a can of good tea and tea sets every year. He comes to old man Shan's grave alone and drinks with him. It's like before old man Shan died, their brothers often sat together to taste tea and chat."

With that, Wen Jili looked at Shan Yudong again. Seeing that he had slightly trimmed his collar, he smiled and appreciated, "it's rare to hear a brother like old man! A brother who has died for more than 20 or 30 years still remembers!"

He said, Shan Yudong looked at Ji Li with a smile. His narrow peach eyes seemed to ridicule and praise. "Such a good brother ~ ~ I think he must have made a lot of efforts when elder Shan had an accident?"

"Oh ~ ~?" Wen Jili raised his voice slightly. "I haven't returned to France for many years, but I know so much about things 30 years ago?" Wen Jili kicked the ball back to Shan Yudong without trace.

"Who doesn't know?" Shan Yudong directly and frankly accepted Wen Jili's remarks. He leaned lazily against the armrest of the sofa, held his chin with his hand against his fist, and his peach blossom eyes shed more pure light than the wintersweet.