Qin Yanwan looked at Qin Yanzhao suspiciously, a little puzzled in her heart.

When Fang was in the car, it was clear that there was tea to drink, but Qin Yanzhao didn't drink it, and he said that he was thirsty again, which was really weird.

As if seeing her thoughts, Qin Yanzhao turned to her and frowned, "That lotus seed tea is too sweet, only you girls love to drink this." ”

When Qin Yanwan heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little apologetic, and bent down and said, "Second brother, forgive me, but I didn't think about it well, and next time I asked someone to prepare more tea in the car." As he spoke, he turned to Tao Wenjuan again: "There is Lao Tao Niangzi Zhang Luo for my second brother." ”

"It's just a trivial matter, the second lady is too polite. It's Erlangjun who is thirsty to come all the way, and I think it's uncomfortable, so I'll go to the study to make tea for Erlangjun first. Tao Wenjuan said naturally at this point, suddenly paused, paused, and added: "Hmm...... Erlangjun is not used to drinking the tea made by others, and several Langjun usually go to class, and the tea is also made by me. ”

She didn't show any panic, only a pair of eyes looked to the side, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

She has always been dignified and generous, such a look rarely appears on her face, but fortunately, Qin Yanwan can't see her face with a power fence to cover her face. Hearing this at this time, Qin Yanwan became more and more reluctant in her heart, and said softly: "That's really thanks to you, this matter is mine." After a pause, he laughed again: "So, I'll go inside and wait for you first." ”

"Don't blame the second lady for neglecting her." Tao Wenjuan's etiquette was very thorough, and she summoned a little mustache to come over and instructed her: "You take the second lady of the Qin family to sit inside, and I will come in a while." ”

As he spoke, he greeted Qin Yanwan again, then took Xiao Yanwan's hand and went slowly.

Qin Yanzhao lowered his hands, the corner of his eyes was on the half-old light blue fence, and after a while, he retracted his gaze, turned to Qin Yanwan and smiled: "Second sister, let's go in, I'll go to the study and wait for Master Tao." ”

Qin Yanwan answered yes, and followed the little mustache to the backyard.

Tao Wenjuan went to the study first, and ordered the little man to boil water, and she went to the east head and opened the cabinet to find tea.

The tea leaves were all in sealed clay pots, three in all, neatly stacked in the cabinet. Tao Wenjuan took off the power fence, found a vermilion lacquer tray and held it with one hand, half-bowed her head, and removed the lid on the clay pot in the middle with one hand, and was about to take a wooden spoon to scoop some tea leaves into the porcelain pot, when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

She expected that the little mustache would talk back and forth, but she didn't look back, only bent her eyebrows and carefully took the tea leaves, and said, "I told you to boil water, what are you doing here?" Didn't you come to beg for maltose? ”

There was a cough behind him, followed by a man's deep voice: "Senior sister, it's me." ”

Tao Wenjuan's hand scooping the tea leaves shook for some reason, and shook off half a spoonful of the tea leaves.

After concentrating, she still scooped up the tea leaves, and then turned around, but the smile on her face was usual: "How did Erlangjun get here?" There are piles of miscellaneous items here, and it is very messy, but Lang Jun is still waiting in front of him, and the tea will be ready soon. ”

Qin Yanzhao sighed, but his body didn't move, and after standing at the bottom of the stairs for a while, he asked, "I heard that you had a wind injury a few days ago, are you better now?" ”

A very simple greeting, if it weren't for the urgency of his eyes, it wouldn't have been worth mentioning.

However, in the end, he still looked at her like this, it was the eager gaze of the young man, not nothing, but with a clear intention.

Tao Wenjuan stood in a daze, and suddenly felt that his eyes were like two deep springs, flowing through the Taiji, through the lintel covered by the bamboo curtain, and flowing to her.

Her heartbeat missed a beat inexplicably.

Then her face turned pale, and an emotion that bordered on shame spread from the depths of her heart.

She looked at him with a pale face, but his eyes were indescribably persistent. It is the most enthusiastic expectation when people are young, a little childish, but mixed with a man's composure.

Tao Wenjuan subconsciously took half a step back.

Almost suddenly, another more vigorous and vigorous mood rushed up steeply, like a flower blown by the spring breeze, and it bloomed all over the heart in an instant.

She narrowed her eyes a little confused, and caught the deep, sparkling light in her eyes.

However, soon she calmed down again, turned around and closed the lid of the clay pot, and after a "support" sound, it was a very light response: "I'm fine, don't work Erlang Jun to ask." ”

Qin Yanzhao's expression darkened.

However, he was still standing at the foot of the stairs, leaning forward slightly, as if he was eager to say something, and his mouth was a little opener, as if something in the depths of his heart was about to gush out.

"Girl, the water is boiling." A voice suddenly interjected, like a severed blade, and with a sudden, it split the stretch of those emotions.

Qin Yanzhao's forward posture paused for a moment, then straightened up and took a small half step back.

The little mustache who came to the side was unaware, with an innocent smile on his face, and when he saw Qin Yanzhao here, he smiled and bowed, and then walked to Tao Wenjuan's side, reaching out to pick up the tray.

"I'll do it." Tao Wenjuan stepped aside, still holding the tray in one hand, and stretched out her empty hand to Mingjian'er: "You go and take Qin Erlangjun to Mingjian'er to sit, don't surprise the guests." ”

Qin Yanzhao's face instantly turned a little pale.

Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Guest, there is probably no more distant name in the world.

"Erlang-kun, please come with me." The little mustache stepped forward to lead the way, and his round face was bent into the eyebrows.

Qin Yanzhao ignored her, and his gaze stopped on the figure holding the tray in front of him.

A half-worn dress, white on the top and vermilion on the bottom, with elegant orchids embroidered on the cuffs and neckline.

He recognized the embroidery, the pattern he had drawn for her.

She was wearing the orchid he painted, but her expression was cold, as if she had been thousands of miles away from him.

Seeing that he still didn't move, Tao Wenjuan couldn't help but glance at him, and then found out where he was looking.

Her face turned a little red, and her eyebrows were a little embarrassed.

She quickly held both hands under the tray, turned around for half a circle, and bent her knees to him sideways: "Erlangjun is good to go, I won't send it." ”

Qin Yanzhao stared at her closely, and the sight seemed to be mixed with extremely hot temperature, and the red on her cheeks deepened little by little, but it turned pale at a faster speed.

Bending her knees again, she stepped forward and lifted the curtain with one hand that led to the ear chamber. "Brush" sounded, the bamboo curtain lifted and fell, and the scissors and scissors touched the beautiful shadow, and they were hidden into the room by the curtain.