Leisurely, in the afternoon.

A slight cold breeze blew from the balcony.

The hot water on the coffee table was boiling, and after a while, Chen Feng took out a bag of tea leaves from the room, and then began the steps of making tea.

I went through the water again, rinsed the teacup again, and got a tea pet, and finally used up a pot of water to make a pot of tea.

Lift the teapot, slowly pour a cup of tea from low to high, and a mouthful of it will be gone.

Chen Feng felt it carefully, and felt that he was not energetic,

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