Su Tian was a little trembling by the warm breath in his ears, put his hands on Chen An's chest, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Childe is a promise." ”

"Mei'er, you are wrong, this son only values the promise with you." Chen An raised his hand to hook Su Tian's chin and said with a smile.

Su Tian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of charms, and he seemed to be pure and ambiguous.

After the two of them were tempted back and forth, they went back to Su Tian's room.

"Childe, please take a seat, Childe asked me those questions back then, and now I should answer Childe."

"The little woman's name is Hu Meier, a native of Jiangcheng, who lives here in Yicui Pavilion first." Su Tian said softly while making tea.

"Mei'er is from Jiangcheng, why did she come to Jincheng?" Chen An leaned lazily on the Taishi chair, holding his head with one hand and watching Su pour tea, and playing with the wrench on his hand with the other, gradually looking a little fascinated, whether this woman is making tea or playing the piano, she expresses her emotions in it, making people unconsciously follow her rhythm into her world.

When boiling tea, meditate and concentrate, as the heat rises, Su Tilt is hazy shrouded in white mist, a pot of hot water pours down, the water turns in the teacup, and then it stops, and the rich fragrance of tea overflows the entire room in an instant.

Since ancient times, there have been countless beautiful words about beauties making tea, Chen An has seen a lot of beauties, and there are many people who can make tea, but the only one who can really feel worthy of those poems is the one in front of him.

With lowered eyebrows and eyes, her face that is usually always a little smiling is a little deeper at this time, and the processes are orderly, as if she is not cooking tea, but her own life.

"Childe, try it." Su Tian closed his hand neatly, the two cups of tea have been boiled, clear and transparent, the color is very transparent, obviously the water temperature and brewing time are well grasped.

Chen An came back to his senses, raised his hand to take the cup of tea from Su Tian's hand, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his fingers rubbed slightly on the back of Su Tian's hand.

Su leaned and withdrew his hand without changing his color.

Chen An didn't rush to drink it, he smelled it first, and then tasted it shallowly, his eyes lit up slightly, "It's really good tea." ”

Su Tian smiled and calmly accepted his praise, "When I was a child, A-Niang took me to Jincheng to look for my father, but there was a big flood on the way, A-Niang died, my life was great, and I was saved." ”

"The man who rescued me claimed to be my uncle, who raised me for a few years and owed gambling debts, so he sent me to Yicui Pavilion."

Su Tian said lightly.

Chen An was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was answering the question before herself.

"Do you know who your father is?"

"I don't know." Su Tian picked up her cup and took a sip without care, the mist covering the bitterness in her eyes.

"Childe, you have been looking for me for three years, and you have spent so much money to buy me, it won't be just to listen to my story." Su Tian put down the teacup and looked at Chen An with a smile.

Chen An smiled, "I'm seeking a phoenix for a song." ”

Su Tian stopped talking, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Slowly get up and take out your own piano.

When Chen An saw her qin, his eyes darkened.

Su Tian's name is Bishui Qin, and his Xiaoyue is a pair, he has been looking for this Bishui for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be in her hands.

Su Qian didn't seem to see Chen An's expression, gently stroked the blue water, slowly closed his eyes, and sang a phoenix, the sound of the piano was ethereal.