Under the cold plum fragrance, a pot of water was rolling on the sandalwood table. Jiang Shuiyue picked it up gracefully, gently opened the teapot and poured it in.
Shake it gently, but there is already a faint fragrance of tea and plum fragrance coming to your nostrils.
He slightly bent his long fingers and gently picked up the washed cup in the small pot.
Light green tea water, slowly pour in.
That cup is made of fine jade and porcelain, and has a pleasant tea-green color.
I couldn't taste it, but I seemed to feel the fragrance of the tea reaching my throat.
He raised his head and smiled: "Try it."
Luoxue nodded, gently sat down opposite him, took the tea he handed her, put it in front of her nose, and took a slight sniff, only to feel a sweet and cold aroma reaching her heart.
It is actually very different from the usual tea aroma.
I couldn't wait to take a sip. I felt the tea was sweet and fragrant, and the aftertaste was endless after entering my throat.
She closed her eyes and tasted it carefully.
This is the finest Junshan Maojian, and it seems that there is more to it than that. It seems to have a faint, refreshing and cold aroma, not the aroma of tea, so familiar, as if it is right before your eyes.
She was startled and opened it: "There is actually the fragrance of plum blossoms in this tea!"
Jiang Shuiyue smiled slightly, and looked at her tenderly with his gentle eyes. She was always so smart, and she could taste it immediately after just one taste: "This is brewed from the snow water contained in the plum core in the early morning, so,
The aroma of the tea contains the cold plum fragrance and the refreshing scent of snow water, making it sweet in the mouth."
"This is the best tea I have ever drunk in my life." Luo Xue said with a smile.
Jiang Shuiyue just looked at her tenderly. She was always so calm and contented, and would never complain about the world. She would always have just a faint smile, not making any noise, but quietly entering people's hearts.
He wished that he could sit with her under the plum blossom tree every winter, watching the flowers blossom and fade, watching the snow dance on the earth, and sipping a pot of fragrant tea.
Therefore, God please allow him to be selfish this time.
He knew that although Luo Xue said she would consider it, he knew that no matter whether she had any feelings for Xuanyuan Leng, with her kindness, she would definitely agree to his request.
Maybe he made a mistake in doing so, but he was happy in the mistake.
"You can also choose to drink it more often in the future." He smiled.
Luo Xue's face looked a little unnatural, but she just looked into the distance lightly.
"Perhaps it would be a good choice to have such a cup of fragrant tea often." Luo Xue smiled lightly, she could not let Xuanyuan Leng's arm go away and ignore it.
But she didn't want to fight for anything with Shui Yue.
Maybe this request would sound excessive to others. But when Jiang Shuiyue said it, it didn't mean it was excessive.
It just adds a bit of sadness and helplessness.
"I am willing to serve you a cup of fragrant tea every day until you don't want to drink it." His words were gentle but full of affection.
Warm but not sensational.
But when Luoxue listened, she was just silent. She couldn't give him any response.
Her heart was already cold to Xuanyuan at this moment.
Plum blossoms may be very fragrant and beautiful, with their cold fragrance that penetrates people's hearts, and their proud and unyielding figure in winter, but after all, she already has a beloved flower in her heart.
Jiang Shuiyue looked at Luoxue in silence, feeling sadness overflowing lightly in her heart...
He knew that he would be sad, but he still went towards the sadness. He knew that it was impossible, but he still wanted to touch it.
Love turns out to be so bitter!
"It's really snowing!" Luoxue looked at the falling snowflakes in front of her, and her eyes lit up, full of joy. She didn't expect that Jiang Shuiyue was right, it was really snowing.
How did he know?
Is he really an immortal?
Looking at Shui Yue, who was dressed in white and had a gentle smile, Luoxue couldn't help but smile and asked, with a bit of arrogance: "Are you a god? How do you know it's going to snow at this time?"
Jiang Shuiyue smiled: "I have become a semi-immortal, and soon I will be included in the list of gods and immortals!" His words were somewhat humorous, as if he wanted to drive away the sadness just now.
Luoxue smiled and seemed a lot happier.
Gently open the hem of the skirt, squint your eyes slightly, raise your face to face the snowflakes, and gently rotate your body.
Seeing her happy look, Jiang Shuiyue also felt a little more cheerful.
Gentle eyes and a faint smile.
Every piece of snow in his eyes actually fell on her long black and silky hair, forming a dazzling light.
He thought too much, stepped forward and flicked it for her.
However, he could only think about it in his mind but could not put it into action.
The scene of her unscrewing her skirt and facing the snowflakes was so beautiful, so pure, as if she had merged with the snowflakes, so that even after a long, long time, it was still engraved in his heart and would never be forgotten...
"You like snow very much?" he asked.
Luoxue opened her eyes, looked at him and said with a smile: "When I was born, it happened to be the first snowfall. My father hugged me, who was crying loudly, and walked out of the window and looked at the snowflakes.
So, he gave me the name Luoxue."
The white plain flower stretched out gently and took a piece of snowflake: "So, I have always preferred snowflakes. I always feel that snow and I are an intimate body."
"I also want to drink tea." She sat down and said with a smile.
He didn't say anything, he just gently lifted the kettle, made another cup, and handed it to her.
She took it and welcomed a snowflake. When the snowflake met the hot tea, it melted gently and melted into the tea. She drank it gently.
It's slightly warm and cool, but it's still so fragrant and pleasant.
They all seemed to have formed a tacit understanding and did not mention the agreement they had just reached.
Because this kind of agreement, once spoken, makes them become more and more unfamiliar.
Just pretend that she came to him for no reason, just because of friendship...
In this way, they may have less troubles when they get along.
He looked at her appearance and was touched by her thoughtfulness. He made such a rogue request, but she didn't say a word.
Moreover, after being embarrassed to agree, she didn't want him to mind, so she pretended to be indifferent.
Unexpectedly, he felt even more uncomfortable when she was like this.
Because the more I feel good about her, the more reluctant I am to let her go, and the more reluctant I am to let go, the more I feel selfish...
"Try it too. The tea with fresh snowflakes turned out to be even sweeter!" Luoxue said, looking at the faint sadness on his face.
She didn't want to see sadness on his face. He should be the man with a gentle smile, a bit of pride, and an aura of pure snow that was not stained by the dust of the world.
"Okay." He smiled, poured himself a cup, and then followed her example, gently catching a snowflake in the air and watching the snowflake slowly melt into the warm tea.