When Jia Chao walked in, Ziyan was sitting in a chair in a daze. Please use this site.

Ziyan, who has not been seen for a long time, is still so beautiful and incomprehensible, but I didn't expect that the last goodbye was actually in a dream, Jia Chao pursed his lips, and the moment he saw Ziyan, tears almost rolled down.

"Super! What are you doing here! Didn't you say you'd come back to see me in a while? When Ziyan looked up, he saw Jia Chao with a gentle face, and he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly stood up and came to Jia Chao's side.

Jia Chao held Ziyan's little hand, and it was difficult to say anything in his heart, "Ziyan, I miss you!" ”

Ziyan did not object to Jia Chao holding her hand, now she is full of joy, and it is already a very happy thing to be able to see Jia Chao coming to her.

"I miss you too! Why did you come to me in such a good way? Ziyan asked curiously.

Jia Chao looked entangled, where did this start? So he sighed and sat down, "I said I missed you, so I came!" ”

Jia Chao's worried face was revealed, and the smart Ziyan could see at a glance that he must have something on his mind, but he didn't say it, and Ziyan wouldn't ask, so he sat back in his original position and took some tea from the tea tray.

"What kind of tea is this?" Jia Chao really doesn't know how to speak, so let's take one step at a time, every time I see Ziyan, my tongue is easy to fight, and I always don't know what I will say, if I say the wrong thing, Ziyan can't wake up, then his sin will be great.

"Alpine oolong tea." Ziyan picked up the tea leaves, while pouring the tea leaves into the tea lotus, watching Yi'er and them make tea every day, she also learned a lot, at this time the tea is also decent, "Alpine oolong tea, belongs to semi-fermented tea, also known as soft branch oolong or Jin Xuan tea, produced in Taiwan's high mountains more than 1,000 meters, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the mountains and mountains are stacked, the fog is deep and the rain is heavy, and the tea soup brewed has a peculiar aroma and a sweet taste. ”

Ziyan and Jia Chao smelled the fragrance of tea, rich with a hint of fruit and milk, Ziyan smiled slightly, and poured all the tea leaves into the purple clay pot, Jia Chao sat obediently next to him, watching Ziyan make tea for him.

Ziyan adjusted the temperature of the kettle water on the side of the tea table to 95 degrees, Jia Chao didn't know why, so he asked, "Why don't you use 100 degrees of water to make tea?" Can 95 degrees be washed away? ”

"The water temperature of 100 degrees is suitable for brewing Pu'er, like Alpine Oolong or Tieguanyin do not need to be brewed with 100 degrees of water, such water temperature will more or less burn the nutrients inside the tea, and it will also make the tea bitter." Ziyan said with a smile.

Jia Chao nodded, with a clear look, I saw Ziyan pick up the kettle and slowly flush the water into the teapot, don't look at this teapot is not big, but the capacity of the round pot is very large, and one after another fragrance overflows, Jia Chao picked up the teacup at hand, and started to be slightly hot, presumably Ziyan had already warmed the teapot and teacup just now.

About 30 seconds later, Ziyan skillfully hooked the teapot and poured the tea soup into the fair cup, the light yellow and bright tea soup appeared in the fair cup, seeing Jia Chao with a greedy face, Ziyan now divided the tea soup into his teacup, and also poured himself a cup.

The first smell of tea, the floral and fruity fragrance is like the nose, not like the orchid fragrance of Tieguanyin, more sweet, the aroma is elegant and thin, taste a sip of tea soup, the unique charm and fragrance of oolong tea is very strong, the mouth is full of relish, and it makes the purple smoke refreshing, sweeping away many days of trouble.

The strange pit fragrance sprouts new sprouts, and the mist and rain absorb the essence.

Yi Gong carefully corrected the fruit, and the oolong descended to the Gan Ming family.

This poem can see the subtlety of oolong tea, a taste of oolong tea, and the taste of purple smoke.

Jia Chao naturally didn't have so many feelings, he just felt that this tea was fragrant and lush, it was just a good tea, if people who like tea heard that he thought like this, he had to sigh: This is really a cow drink!

Ziyan smacked his lips after seeing Jia Chao tasting tea, looking unfinished, Ziyan had to shake his head and sigh, it's a pity that this cup of tea is good!

"Are you joking that I don't know how to taste tea?" Jia Chao looked sorry when he saw Ziyan, and felt a little sad and indignant, is it worth it for you to be like this if you can't taste tea?

"Nothing, am I like that?" Ziyan suddenly changed to an innocent expression, as if you had wronged me.

"It's quite similar, don't look at your innocent and pitiful appearance on the surface, I know the bad eyes in your stomach thoroughly." Jia Chao pursed his lips and played with the teacup in his hand.

"Poof!" Ziyan smiled, "You, obviously don't like to taste tea, but you still have to make a taste of it, how can anyone drink tea and shake their heads, and it's not the ancient times to read the Three Character Classic!" ”

Jia Chao looked at Ziyan with resentment, and stroked his somewhat messy hair, "I don't shake my head when I read the Three Character Sutra, this tea is so delicious that I will forget the shape." ”

A little fart made Ziyan very useful, smiled proudly, and secretly glanced at Jia Chao, and a trace of red glow flew over Ziyan's face.

I don't know why, when I was with Shangguan Lengyi, I felt very natural, and every time I was in front of Jia Chao, I always had an inexplicable feeling, I always blushed and was shy, if she didn't know that this was a unique expression of human feelings, I am afraid she would think that she was sick.

"Purple smoke." Jia Chao glanced at Ziyan and suddenly shouted.

Ziyan tilted her head, a little dazed, and asked, "Huh?" What's wrong. ”

"I'll take you somewhere!" Jia Chao smiled mysteriously and stood up.

"What, so mysterious?"

"You'll find out when you go!" Jia Chao grabbed Ziyan's little hand, this time not only Ziyan blushed, but even Jia Chao himself was a little shy, when his hand touched Ziyan's little hand, he felt the soft warmth, and couldn't help but use a little strength, shook Ziyan's little hand, and suddenly remembered what the fat sheep said, and never let go.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the two got along very mysteriously, obviously they had little to say, but they were still very intimate, as if they were a spiritual fit.

Jia Chao brought Ziyan to a studio, and Ziyan saw that the studio was very messy, with shelfs scattered in the house, and the floor of the room was full of drawing paper, paints, brushes, and painting plates.

Jia Chao was a little embarrassed, he was actually a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he had to clean up the studio every time, but obviously it should be that someone else had just finished using the studio.

"Ziyan, let you laugh, they didn't finish using the studio like a devil entered the village and ransacked it, you wait, I'll sort it out."

Ziyan looked at the careful and refined Jia Chao, and quickly cleaned up the studio little by little, feeling like a dream, this man seems to be very good, so good that he can't even touch it.

"Alright, it's finally done, come in and sit down." Jia Chao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the purple smoke at the door.