Gu Fenglin usually doesn't drink tea, so he didn't specially arrange a place to drink tea.
However, with Mu Yunhan's skillful hands, the ordinary furniture was combined to give it a somewhat quaint look.
There is a simple huanghuali wood low table, an exquisite futon, a purple bamboo tea tray with a faint light, a half-dead wisteria in an elegant flower vessel, and a green bamboo in the window.
The dim light penetrated through the window lattice and fell on Mu Yunhan, who was kneeling in front of him.
Her green eyebrows are like feathers, her skin is like jade, and her mood is elegant.
The painting was painted by her, and she is the subject of the painting.
That's what it means to be united between man and nature.
Gu Fenglin looked at this scene and his mood calmed down.
"Master, please." Mu Yunhan nodded slightly, revealing a section of his snow-white and slender neck.
The fine velvet hair is naturally coiled into a beautiful curl and sticks to the neck.
Water vapor rises thickly, and the fragrance is evaporated.
The fragrance spreads thinly and densely with the water vapor, winding around the temples and skin, and penetrates into the heart and spleen through the pores, making people fascinated.
Gu Fenglin's eyes darkened, he picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
It was the familiar, comfortable warmth and comfort that penetrated deep into the bones and limbs. He supported his chin with his hand, leaned on the table, and fell asleep.
Mu Yunhan looked at this scene and was extremely satisfied.
Who would have thought that Gu Fenglin always refused to fall asleep. He forced his eyes to close, dipped in water and wrote: "Read to me."
"Which book do you want to listen to?" Mu Yunhan wanted to laugh inexplicably, feeling that he was like a willful child at this time.
Gu Fenglin casually picked up a book of songs, opened the pages and clicked.
"... Jian Jia is green, white dew is frost, the so-called beauty is on the side of the water..." Mu Yunhan read a few sentences, which was very awkward, what Jian Jia was listening to.
But Gu Fenglin looked calm and listened seriously, so she had no choice but to continue reading.
After reading a paragraph, there was no movement. When he lowered his head, he saw that Gu Fenglin had fallen asleep.
Mu Yunhan took a thin blanket and covered him, then exited quietly.
Goddess Gu and Old Man Gu were hiding outside the door to peek, but they were bumped into by her. They were slightly embarrassed: "How is it?"
Mu Yunhan said with a smile: "Asleep."
Old Man Gu winked at Goddess Gu.
Goddess Gu grabbed Mu Yunhan's hand and whispered: "Feng Lin is getting better these days! You don't have to do housework in the future, so just take care of him!"
Mu Yunhan laughed: "Young master is my savior. He has helped me so much. You don't need to tell me, I will try my best to do it. As for housework, I have to do what I can do. Don't dislike grandma who can't do it well. Young master
, what disease do you have?"
Old Man Gu opened his mouth to speak, but was pulled hard by Goddess Gu, and then he said perfunctorily: "I can't tell, it's hard to see well anyway."
Mu Yunhan didn't force anything: "I'm going to do something."
Gu Fenglin slept deeply this time. Old Man Gu laid him down and didn't wake up.
When Mu Yunhan saw that nothing happened, he was ready to go back.
Goddess Gu insisted on keeping her to eat, and even forced her to give her some delicious fried pork buns, asking her to bring them to Mu An and the others.
The hospitality was hard to refuse, so Mu Yunhan happily accepted it. When he walked to the street, he found that his neighbors were eating out with their rice bowls in hand. Everyone looked strange and whispered to each other.
According to experience, this is usually the case when a big event occurs. (To be continued)