Chapter 1213: Tea tasting
"......" Fan Bingjing was speechless for a while, and she could only use fiddling with the things on the tea table to hide her gaffe at the moment.
Ouyang Qingfeng was really not simple, she actually understood herself so thoroughly, her every word pointed to what Fan Bingjing was thinking, which made Fan Bingjing's back feel cold.
She began to regret that she had worked so hard to invite Ouyang Qingfeng to her home to recuperate, and promised to find the best expert to treat her, was this right or wrong?
That's right, she is looking forward to Ouyang Qingfeng's early death, then there will be one less strong obstacle on the road to the completion of their plan to recover the Ye family, but Ye Di's thoughts are different from her, Ye Di insists on saving Ouyang Qingfeng, and does not want Ouyang Qingfeng to die so early.
There is only one reason, because of the relationship between Lan Cao and Ouyang Qingfeng, he doesn't want Lan Cao to be sad because of Ouyang Qingfeng's condition.
Oh, what a good son who does not hesitate to be right with his mother for the sake of women!
Whenever she remembered the scene where Ye Di's stubborn and determined eyes warned her not to hurt Ouyang Qingfeng, Fan Bingjing hated her teeth and felt pain in her heart.
I have raised Ye Di for so many years, and my relationship is not as good as that of Ouyang Qingfeng, who has little to do with Ye Di!
So, the culprit is still bluegrass.
Thinking of this, Fan Bingjing's eyes drifted to the girl standing next to the swing at the bottom of the garden and smiling brightly, and her gaze became cold.
Very good, when the child in this girl's belly is born, then everything should be back on track, and at that time, there will be no reason for Nightshade to continue to maintain such an intimate relationship with Bluegrass.
Ouyang Qingfeng turned her head to look at Fan Bingjing, and when she found that the focus of her eyes was on Lan Cao, she said coldly, "Although there is no blood relationship, I have always been the nominal elder of Lan Cao, and she has to call me Grandma, so Bing Jing, you listen to me, I will not allow you to hurt Lan Cao, otherwise I will not let you go, and I will definitely curse your so-called dream of recovering the glory of the Ye Clan will always be a dream, and you will not be able to achieve it no matter what." β
"You!" Fan Bingjing didn't expect Ouyang Qingfeng to warn himself so bluntly not to hurt Blue Grass.
Why did this woman reprimand herself in a commanding tone for what to do and what not to do?
Fan Bingjing was annoyed and regretted again.
She really shouldn't invite Ouyang Qingfeng, the big Buddha, into the house, as the saying goes, it is easy to invite God and difficult to send God, which is what she is talking about at the moment.
As soon as Ouyang Qingfeng entered her home, her posture and tone of voice changed, and the content of what she said became more and more embarrassing to her.
It's the equivalent of inviting a vengeful messenger who is unkind to him to his home.
Is it too late to send Ouyang Qingfeng away now?
"Ice crystal, what are you thinking? The water is boiling, don't you know? Ouyang Qingfeng interrupted Fan Bingjing's thoughts with a smile.
Fan Bingjing came back to her senses suddenly, and then saw that the water in the electric kettle had boiled.
She smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about what you just said, I was so engrossed in thinking about it, so I forgot that I was going to make you tea." β
"Ice Crystal, are you really thinking about what I've said?" Ouyang Qingfeng questioned.
"Or what do you think?" Fan Bingjing asked angrily, although she still had a smile on her face, but the words she asked were sour.
Ouyang Qingfeng naturally understood her mentality, and smiled slightly, "It's okay, you make me tea, I can't wait to taste the tea you brewed yourself." β
Hearing this, Fan Bingjing's hand holding the teacup trembled, and for a moment, she really wanted to smash the teacup on Ouyang Qingfeng's head, and then she yelled hysterically, so that she could vent the madness in her heart.
But in the end, she still didn't do such a lack of morality, she still maintained an elegant smile and made the tea with a set of elegant movements.
"You have a taste?" Fan Bingjing sent a cup of pale yellow and clear tea to Ouyang Qingfeng.
Ouyang Qingfeng took the teacup and put it to his nose and sniffed, "What kind of tea is this?" β
'Rest assured, this is an authentic tea produced in China and is not adulterated. β
"Really?" Ouyang Qingfeng frowned, then lowered his head and took a sip, savored it carefully, and then said, "It's a very ordinary Chinese tea, it's not a famous tea, but it's expensive on the basis of your tea making process expertise, so you can throw out such a fragrant and pleasant, and the taste is not inferior to the authentic famous tea, it's really good, I take back the words that mocked you for being a person who forgot your roots." β
"Then I really want to thank you Sister Qingfeng, I didn't expect you to be so broad-minded, so tolerant of our juniors, I am very ashamed, in the tea art, I will just some foundations, next, I have to ask you to give me a lot of advice, you and I are the same, although you live abroad all the year round, but there is a Chinese knot, this is very good, I and you finally found resonance, I hope in the next few days, the two of us can find more resonance with each other, so that we will get along very harmoniously!" Fan Bingjing's words were really humble.
Next, it was Ouyang Qingfeng's turn to be speechless.
She naturally used the action of drinking tea to cover up her embarrassment that she had nothing to say at this moment.
After a cup of tea, Ouyang Qingfeng's eyes returned to the few young people in the garden again, but he saw that the men and women who had been separated by two and two for a long distance were entangled together at this moment, looking at their expressions, it seemed that they were quarreling because of something.
Ouyang Qingfeng turned his head to look at the woman who was making tea elegantly, "Bingjing, you go down and take a look at them, it's not good for these young people to always quarrel when they meet." β
Fan Bingjing glanced at the young people in the garden, and smiled disappreδΈι¨ly, "It's okay, they are all adults, they know what they are doing, I, as a mother, will not mess around, otherwise if I don't do it well, it will intensify the contradictions between their young people, so let them handle their own affairs." β
Ouyang Qingfeng sighed, "It's really not biological, no wonder he indulged in the night death so much, making him look ruthless today." β
Fan Bingjing's heart was unhappy, "Miss Ouyang, can you please make your words clear?" I don't understand, can you please explain? β
Ouyang Qingfeng smiled faintly, "You are so smart, I think you will definitely hear my extraneous sound, so I won't explain." β
Her words really made Fan Bingjing difficult to accept, as long as she hated it, she lowered her head and filled Ouyang Qingfeng's empty teacup with tea, "Okay, since you don't want to explain, I won't force it, come, we don't care what these young people do, it's rare to be so idle at this moment, let's enjoy this moment of tea together." β
"The smell of tea?" Ouyang Qingfeng sniffed the tea in his hand, and rarely agreed, "Yes, after drinking the second cup of this tea, it slowly tasted a little, yes, I finally found the feeling of tasting tea from you." β