Ye Lancheng was silent again. He looked at An Zhisu and didn't know what he was thinking.
An Zhisu, the point of frustration is that she has said so much with her mouth. The point of frustration is that even if you don't speak, can you give a reaction first? Don't make her feel that she has said so much to a piece of wood.
"Would you like tea?" After a while, Ye Lancheng finally spoke again, saying that it had nothing to do with the agreement, so he had nothing to say.
An Zhisu opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Can you give me a reaction on what kind of tea you want to drink?" But he pursed his lips and felt it was real. He felt thirsty and subconsciously nodded, "Drink."
After saying this, I later realized that I had been led astray by Ye Lancheng, and I regretted it and bit my lip.
The corner of Ye Lancheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he took his hand off his forehead, took out the tea set from the drawer, put the tea sets one by one, and began to brew tea.
An Zhisu had nowhere to look, so he focused on his busy hands. His hands were very long, and the joints were clearly more beautiful than those of a pianist. He should make tea often, and his movements were very skillful, and his skills were fluent.
Feeling like that.
I have to say that he is good-looking, and he is really pleasing to the eye no matter what he does. An Zhisu's heart was inexplicably gone because of his total silence and energy.
Realizing that Ye Lancheng had magically and invisibly resolved his own anger, An Zhisu sighed again. It was true that he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to be angry in front of a good-looking face.
"Have a try." Ye Lancheng suddenly realized that the tea had been brewed and he used tweezers to twist a small porcelain cup and put it in front of her. It was tea-colored with a faint golden red inside.
An Zhisu took a breath and found that the tea was as fragrant as the tea. It smelled good.
An Zhisu picked up the tea cup and took a sip first. She didn't know much about tea, but she still tasted the Pu'er. There was a chrysanthemum fragrance in the Pu'er, which seemed to be the result of adding a little chrysanthemum. The two blended together to produce the result.
A particularly tempting and flavourful one.
An Zhisu didn't stop and drank a few sips. After drinking a cup of tea, her thirst was relieved and the gas in her stomach disappeared. Then she suddenly remembered that the chrysanthemum dropped.
fire!
Ye Lancheng deliberately added chrysanthemum tea to Pu'er to tease her because she was so angry just now.
Dark belly!
An Zhisu glanced at Ye Lancheng angrily and secretly made a conclusion about him.
"Do you want more?" Ye Lancheng pretended not to, and asked with a blank expression when he saw her shy look in her eyes.
An Zhisu was so angry that he put the tea cup in front of him and said, "Yes!"
Ye Lancheng's lips curled up again to give her a cup of tea.
An Zhisu picked it up and continued to drink. This time, he was not in a hurry when drinking, but took his time and tasted it.
Seeing that she was losing her temper, Ye Lancheng continued what she had said before and said, "I will not sign this agreement."
An Zhisu paused while drinking tea and asked, "What are you dissatisfied about?"
"No, not satisfied." Ye Lancheng shook his head and paused, "It's just not necessary."
An Zhisu frowned because he didn't quite understand what he meant.
"I said that marriage is not a child's play. Once married, I will not divorce. Since you and I have a wife, I have everything that belongs to you. I will give you whatever you want. I will
I’m protecting you so that others won’t bully you.” Ye Lancheng spoke neither fast nor slow and had no emotion at all, but he was extremely serious when he said it.
An Zhisu's heart suddenly skipped a beat for half a beat. Ye Lancheng had something to say that was very sultry. Even though his tone was very indifferent, it gave An Zhisu a powerful impact. For many years, An Zhisu had been protecting himself. Suddenly, a man said that he
An Zhisu was inexplicably moved that he would protect her.
"I...I'm afraid that you will regret it in the future because you don't understand me. You should know that I just want to lend you my wings to hide away. With your status, you can marry a well-matched man." An Zhi suppressed the feeling in his heart.
Su said frankly.
"We will understand slowly in the future." Ye Lancheng didn't seem to mind at all An Zhisu's desire to use him to gain his power, but he only said eight words without any hesitation.