However, it is true that no one can match Baili Fenghua's beauty.
"The water is boiling!" Song Yu didn't want to continue this topic. While the water was boiling, he elegantly lifted the kettle.
Boiling water was poured into the teapot, and then the tea set was carefully rinsed with hot water.
Then he put down the kettle, poured out the water in the teapot, picked up the tea leaves on the side, and put small handfuls of them into the teapot that was warmed with hot water.
He picked up the kettle again and poured the water into the tea. A faint fragrance hit his nostrils.
It is indeed a top-quality tea, and the aroma alone is charming.
He will pour it out the first time.
Then he picked up the kettle and poured it in again.
Hot water is served with tea, and the second time is to serve guests.
The transparent and emerald green tea is like the most beautiful lake in spring. It is permeable and refreshing. The faint fragrance of tea floats in the air and slowly enters the nose.
Lu Qingqing was a little intoxicated.
"Princess, please!" Song Yu made an elegant invitation gesture.
Lu Qingqing nodded: "Thank you, Master Song!"
She took the tea, put it gently between her nose, and took a closer sniff. The aroma of the tea was indeed tempting. She was not usually the kind of little woman who lived a delicate life. For her, tea was just to quench her thirst most of the time.
But when faced with such elegant and exquisite tea-making techniques and such good tea with such an attractive aroma, you will be drawn into this atmosphere unconsciously.
It seems that I have become more refined.
The way you move your hands and feet can't help but be gentle and elegant. Take a slow sniff and taste it carefully.
When the sweet tea enters the throat, it feels like a stream of clear water flowing from the tip of the tongue, slowly entering the throat and flowing into the lower abdomen.
The best quality of tea is the sweetness that remains after the tea.
Lightly sweet aroma, endless aftertaste between tongue and teeth.
"Good tea!" Lu Qingqing praised again.
Song Yu also smiled happily, her smile as bright as the spring breeze.
When it comes to tea lovers, the most important thing is that each other understands tea, so that they can enjoy the taste together.
He remained silent and picked up the tea and tasted it carefully.
The room is quiet and the fragrance of tea is wafting.
The two of them were quietly immersed in the fragrance of tea, and did not mention the business matters again.
Everything seems to be fine.
Song Yu also gradually relaxed her mood, and her movements were very elegant and brisk.
Lu Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at him. With his head slightly lowered, he poured hot water into the teapot seriously and carefully.
He has a fair face, handsome and tender facial features, but he has a sophisticated heart.
There was a cunning look in his eyes.
Suddenly, her pink lips parted and she said, "Master Song, how about marrying my Ma Zhi?"
"hiss!"
Song Yu's expression changed almost immediately, and his body moved. The hot water kettle in his hand became unstable, and the hot water poured in suddenly, overflowing the kettle, flowing down the table, and burning his thighs.
He turned his legs slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
But he soon calmed down. When he raised his head, he had a helpless smile on his face and stared at Lu Qingqing with a look of complaint:
"Princess, please stop being so scary all of a sudden!"
His tone seemed coquettish, and his face was full of helplessness.
Lu Qingqing also laughed: "What do you mean, are you being wronged by marrying my Ma Zhi?"
"Well, why did you mention Liu San as the head of the family?"
Song Yu smiled silently, put down the hot water bottle with a calm expression, then picked up the handkerchief on the side, carefully wiped the wet robe, and wiped away the water stains on the table.
