Chapter 183: The Teahouse

Quickly pushed open the bathroom door, reached out and took off the towel on the wall, Uncle Lai supported the edge of the sink with his left hand, and probed in his mouth with his right hand, and from time to time some residue fed up from his stomach.

Whoa—

The loud sound of water muffled his vomiting, as a housekeeper, he shouldn't have been able to react so much to the young master's food, but he really couldn't help it!

After a long while, when the waves in his stomach calmed down, Uncle Lai had already made up his mind.

The next time Si Xiuwen cooks, he must be on the side to supervise!

Uncle Lai sighed deeply and lay on the bed, the feeling of nausea still coming to his heart.

He closed his eyes in pain, trying to get himself to sleep as quickly as possible.

……

The next day is a rest day.

Si Xiuwen had already woken up, leaning sideways to support his head with one hand, and turned his head to look at the little woman who was sleeping soundly.

She was also lying on her side, her mouth slightly open, and there seemed to be some crystal liquid at the corner of her mouth.

It's so cute.

It's a rare sight.

The corners of the man's mouth were raised, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, skillfully turned off the sound, focused on her face, focused on the corners of his lips, and took several photos in a row.

"Hmm......" Xin Shuitong suddenly groaned.

She turned over and lay down completely, still asleep.

A faint snoring wafted through the silent room.

Si Xiuwen gently put away the phone, put it aside, and moved his body slightly, just enough to hug Xin Shuitong's position.

He reached out and carefully pinched her little face, smooth and elastic, and pinched the tip of her nose again, teasing her to keep her from breathing.

Coo-hoo-hoo –

The irregular sound in the nasal cavity came out intermittently, as if it had encountered an obstacle. Because her nose couldn't breathe smoothly and her body couldn't absorb fresh oxygen, her face gradually flushed.

"Hmm......" Xin Shuitong snorted lightly, his hand unconsciously raised, and knocked off the hand that was pinching his nose.

And after Si Xiuwen, who was about to be funny, was beaten by her, he put away his hand coyly, looked at her, and didn't dare to move.

After the obstacle blocking the nose disappeared, the originally frowning brow was also stretched out at this moment, and the slightly agitated small mouth opened and closed, like a fish getting water, which was very comfortable.

The man smiled, his eyes fixed on her.

The original funny heart is gone. After looking at her for a long time, he gently dropped a kiss on her forehead, got off the bed, and walked into the bathroom.

Bang

The sound of turbulent running water sounded, Si Xiuwen began to wash after changing his clothes, and at the same time squeezed some cream and water lotion and wiped it on his face, the movement was smooth, without dragging mud and water.

There was a cacophony of sounds throughout the bathroom.

But they were all well isolated in the bathroom, and no sound leaked out, and they didn't disturb Xin Shuitong, who was sleeping.

When he had finished washing, he quietly pushed the door open and walked forward in two steps, controlling the strength of his steps so as not to make a loud noise.

He picked up the two sheets on the table, folded them a few times, made them smaller than the original, stuffed them into his pocket, and slowly pushed open the door and walked out.

"Young Master!" Thirteen hung a thin coat in one hand, standing at the top of the stairs waiting for Si Xiuwen, holding a glass of warm water on his left hand.

"Hmm." The man nodded slightly, took the coat in Thirteen's hand, shook his hand, picked it up, easily put the coat on his body, took the water in his hand, and drank it all.

After Si Xiuwen handed the water cup in his hand to the servant next to him, he walked straight to the door.

Thirteen followed closely behind him, and the two of them got into the car one after the other, and the car disappeared into the distance with a roar accompanied by the wind and sand.

The trees on both sides quickly retreated, leaving behind afterimages.

It was extremely fast, and only the clouds in the sky kept up with it.

"Young master, Bai Ju has already sent me the address this morning, the distance is very far, he wants us to go over early." The voice echoed in the car, and it entered Si Xiuwen's ears word for word.

Thirteen hands clasped the steering wheel and stared at the straight avenue ahead.

There were no people or cars in the early morning, and it drove relatively smoothly, although there were several intersections where the traffic lights were not met.

Si Xiuwen didn't respond to Thirteen's words, and leaned his head against the window with his right hand, staring at the scenery outside the window.

The rising sun is reflected in the eyes, like a deep fire, blazing and shining.

Boom –

After a while, all that remained in the car was the remnants of the wind stabbing through the air and the faint sound of breathing, even and rhythmic.

Thirteen looked through the rearview mirror and noticed that Si Xiuwen had closed his eyes, looking like he was recuperating.

Knowing it in his heart, he slowly slowed down the speed of the car with his hand in neutral, trying his best to control the stability of the body.

Time is passing little by little, the rising sun gradually fades her gentleness, step by step towards the sun, when the first rays of the sun shine on the earth, there are many more restless factors in the air.

Hiss –

The slightest murmur sounded restlessly in the car, Si Xiuwen slowly opened his eyes, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master, we're here." Thirteen looked back at him and whispered.

Thirteen smoothly drove the car to the place of appointment, and after parking the car, he woke up Si Xiuwen, who was recuperating.

"Well, let's go." The man nodded slightly, reached out and rubbed his eyes, and moved slightly to sit down close to the car door.

Si Xiuwen tapped the button, the door was slowly lifted up to leave an opening for entry and exit, and he picked up his mobile phone and got out of the car, and when he looked up, he saw an antique teahouse.

"Young master, this is the place where the White Bureau made an appointment." After Thirteen parked the car next to him, he walked over with Si Xiuwen's briefcase in his hand and stood beside him.

"Well, I'm pretty good at picking a position." The man nodded lightly and looked at the building not far away.

He was quite happy with the place.

The teahouse is located on the outskirts of the city, far away from the city, surrounded by grass and trees, and a few miles behind the teahouse, there are several tea tree orchards, as if in the deep mountains and jungles, making people have a sense of returning to the pastoral life.

It stands to reason that there should be no commercial things in such a remote place, but the lavishly decorated teahouse, a straight and flat avenue and some valuable sports cars parked around it hint at the prosperity behind it, and a sense of abruptness arises spontaneously.

Thirteen's eyes looked around, constantly deepening the surrounding scene in his heart, his eyes seemed to have not seen these plants and vegetation for a long time, and he saw so many at once, and the eye-catching dark green made his eyes feel extremely comfortable.