The weather these two days cannot be described as good.
The wind is gentle and the weather is clear.
Looking up, the blue sky is like a beautiful fairyland in the painter's pen.
The shadows of the trees sway and move with the wind.
Zheng Yingying got out of the car, and there was a huge black super on her delicate nose.
When I opened the door, a fragrant smell came to my nose.
Ruan Anlan knelt on the cushion, her eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and waved her hand to signal Zheng Yingying to come over quickly.
"Come and try the tea I made."
Ruan Anlan put down the tea tweezers and smiled and handed the tea cup to Zheng Yingying.
Zheng Yingying took it with a smile, "Why are you so leisurely and thought of asking me for tea?"
"Not to talk about this for now." Ruan Anlan interrupted Zheng Yingying, "Take it first, how is my craft?"
Zheng Yingying nodded and slowly put it into her mouth.
The top notes are slightly bitter, and then a long and sweet fragrance slowly blooms on the tip of the tongue, entering the heart.
Zheng Yingying gave a thumbs up and asked Ruan Anlan to pour another cup for herself, "To be honest, although I don't like tea, it tastes just right."
"Tell me, what are you doing?"
"Look at what you said." Ruan Anlan raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Why, do you need a reason to ask her sister to have tea and chat?"
Zheng Yingying doesn't believe this statement.
Although the two of them are not considered extremely busy.
But their respective careers and current situations determine that the other party is definitely not as leisurely and content as ordinary people.
At least, there is no serious thing to say, and there is no need to make an appointment in such a place suitable for heart-to-heart talks.
"Okay, I'm actually here to come to you today. I really have something to discuss with you."
As he said that, Ruan Anlan gently pushed a kraft paper bag beside her knees to Zheng Yingying's eyes.
Zheng Yingying raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
Ruan Anlan said: "Open it first and take a look?"
Zheng Yingying hesitated for two seconds and took apart the kraft paper bag.
Seeing what was inside, Zheng Yingying's eyebrows raised high, and she looked up at Ruan Anlan in disbelief.
Ruan Anlan said with curved eyebrows and eyes: "How is it? Are you still satisfied with what you see? Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Yingying choked and started coughing violently. Ruan Anlan handed her a cup of tea to relieve her.
"Don't be so excited, Mr. Zheng, you must have seen people with strong storms."
"An Lan, I..." She really didn't know what to say, her eyes were filled with tears, "Anyway, thank you very much for coming to help you in time."
"I know your situation is not simple now, but I don't understand what you are in your circle so much. That's all I can do."
After drinking a cup of tea, Ruan Anlan put down the tea set.
"Speaking of this, it's still the advice Gu Tingyuan gave me."
Zheng Yingying was even more surprised and then showed an envious expression, "I really envy you, sister."
Ruan Anlan raised his hand and signaled, "Don't you have it too? What do you envy?"
Zheng Yingying showed a disappointed expression and shook her head, obviously she wanted to speak but stopped, but didn't know how to say it.
There is a story...
Remembering what Zheng Zhonghong and Zheng Junyang said before, Ruan Anlan raised her eyebrows.
"Drink tea."
Then Ruan Anlan actually continued to make tea again.
Zheng Yingying laughed in surprise, "No, I thought you would ask me what's wrong."
Ruan Anlan didn't care, "When you want to say it, you will naturally say it. If you don't want to say it, no matter how much I ask, it will only interfere with your mood."
Zheng Yingying sighed: "I finally understand why my brother-in-law has to do with you."
Speaking of Gu Tingyuan, Ruan Anlan smiled and bent her eyes, "Of course he must be me."