Chapter 91: The Question of Fate
Mu Jinchen calmly brewed tea and explained, "This tea house was opened by my sister to pass the time, and I don't come once a week on weekdays, but I bumped into it today." ”
"I see, Ranran and I also like to come here to pass the time, elegant and clean, much better than those high-end cafes."
Mu Jinchen asked lightly, "You also met here yesterday?" ”
Wushuang held the small purple sand cup and looked at him in surprise, "How do you know?" ”
"I happened to talk to Jun Xiang on the phone and said that."
Wushuang suddenly felt that her work, relatives, and friends seemed to overlap with Mu Jinchen's circle, and she really couldn't hide if she wanted to.
Last time she sprained her foot, he called Junxiang to inform Ranran, this time......
She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to agree to such an offer, and she always felt that there was an indissoluble net between him and her, and she couldn't hide from it.
"What are you thinking?" Mu Jinchen saw that she was fixedly distracted, and asked lightly.
"I'm thinking about the fate between people."
The waiter brought some snacks over, Mu Jinchen poured tea for her, and the corners of her lips were beautifully curved, "You can't hide from the encounter, it's useless to think about it, come and taste this lotus root crisp and bitter gourd cake, although it is not in season, it tastes good." ”
Hearing this, Wushuang smiled, and ate some snacks with tea.
"Sure enough, how did you come up with the idea of being here? Aren't you afraid that your sister will see it? Wushuang asked curiously, the blind date was actually in his sister's tea house.
Mu Jinchen pinched a piece of bitter gourd cake and put it in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and took a sip of tea before saying, "I didn't know it was you at first, I just wanted her to see that the corners of her eyes were higher than me, if I didn't like it, talk to her, and she would help in front of the old man at home." ”
Wushuang remembered something, laughed out loud, and teased, "Why didn't the girl who didn't fit in with her gender last time make an appointment here?" ”
Mu Jinchen raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, "I've learned to joke about me." ”
Wushuang pinched a mouthful of lotus root crisp and put it in his mouth, gently patted the crumbs on his hands, took the boiling kettle on the side and said, "Don't dare, don't dare, I'll make a pot of tea to make amends for you." ”
Looking at his elegant and leisurely movements, it is really itchy.
"It's an honor."
After dropping these four words, he pushed the purple clay pot to her.
The corners of Wushuang's mouth are slightly curved, and when she is happy, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes will unexpectedly rise slightly, giving people a sense of pleasure.
Although the action of making tea is not as neat as Mu Jinchen's, it is also extremely skillful and smooth, and it can be seen that a lot of effort has been put in.
Mu Jinchen was not surprised at all, a woman like her could make tea, arrange flowers, paint, play chess, and play the piano...... Such things are not surprising at all, and the innate grace of doing these things is only pleasing to the eye.
It's surprising that I will participate in a sanda competition.
"Not bad." Mu Jinchen commented pertinently.
"It's nothing, practice makes perfect, grandpa likes to drink tea, and he will make a few pots in his spare time."
Wushuang said, pushing the brewed tea to him, "Come, please Mr. Mu to taste it." ”
The dark and clear starry eyes stared at him for a good time, as sincere as a primary school student waiting for the teacher's comments.
Mu Jinchen's slender fingers took the purple sand cup, took a sip, nodded and said, "The water temperature is better controlled than mine, not bad." ”
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