"It's okay, it's all about the artistic conception!" Liu Mazhi smiled softly.
He also laughed: "Yes, the beauty lies in the artistic conception, and fortunately, although I didn't bring a tea set, I did bring two ounces of high-quality tea!"
He said, proudly raising the good tea in his hand.
That leisurely and elegant look made Liu Mazhi smile and arch her eyebrows.
"Okay, come on, let you have a taste of my good craftsmanship!" Song Yu said with a low smile.
Then the teahouse was carefully placed on the table.
This is just a simple set of ancient utensils, with only a teapot and two small cups, but Song Yu has quite a lot of experience in making tea, and this is good tea.
I saw him lighting up the small stove and then putting the kettle on it.
Over there, he has started to wipe the tea set again with a clean wet handkerchief. His movements are very elegant, and every step looks so beautiful.
She looked a little obsessed.
The small kettle boiled quickly, and he scalded all the tea sets with hot water. After making sure they were clean, he picked up the tea leaves and put them in.
The fine royal tributes are all sharp and green, each one beautiful and beautiful.
After putting it away, he picked up the kettle and slowly poured the water into the teapot. As the water poured in, the green Junshan hair tips rolled and played gently in the water like elves, which was very beautiful.
The tea is emerald green and clear, with a light and refreshing fragrance.
"Well, good tea!" Liu Mazhi said with a smile, and kept fanning the scent of tea to her nose with her slender hands, with an intoxicated look on her face.
Song Yu also laughed: "Here comes tea!"
As he spoke, he raised the teapot gracefully and poured fragrant tea into the teacup.
After pouring it, he made an elegant invitation: "Come on, beautiful woman, let's enjoy life while drinking tea and tasting cakes!"
"Okay!" She nodded without being polite, picked up the tea and took a sip.
"It smells so good!" The fragrance is sweet and sweet, and it is sweet when it enters the throat. It has an endless aftertaste!
"Of course it tastes good. This is Junshan Maojian from the south. It only produces about twenty kilograms in total in a year, and almost half of it goes to the palace!"
"So expensive?" She was a little surprised.
He nodded silently, but smiled: "But I think that only such a precious tea is worthy of you Ma Zhi!"
There is no woman who doesn't like sweet words, and Liu Mazhi is the same. She has always been trapped in Song Yu's sweet words.
"Yulang, if one day I do something for you that is unacceptable to you, will you... hate me?"
Liu Mazhi suddenly asked with a smile, looking straight at him with clear eyes.
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly: "Ma Zhi, do you know? The only person in this world who will never let me down the most is you. Even I myself may not be able to treat me like you do."
Good! How could I hate someone who treats me better than myself?"
"What if that thing will ruin our love?" She was very moved when she heard his words.
"Nonsense, what could happen that would ruin our love? Could it be that...you don't like me anymore?" Song Yu suddenly asked.
Liu Mazhi quickly shook her head: "Of course not! My love for you will last forever!"
"What else can there be? No one can destroy our love! Ma Zhi, believe me, I will love you! But in fact, you should be able to live well even without me, right?
