The water in the small stove churned over the flowers. Xia Xiyan looked at the blue tea soup in the kiln tea bowl in front of her, and knew that it was good tea just by looking at the color. "Is there an ice coke?" Xia Xiyan unbuttoned the collar of her shirt. Long Qingfeng was silent and snapped his fingers. Immediately, a waiter brought an ice cola with water droplets hanging on it, as if it had been prepared in the morning, and it seemed to be inadvertently in the refrigerator, not pretentious at all. ...

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