Seeing Bai Yuzheng come in, Bai Yuyue turned his head and smiled.
"Third brother, this is 'Jade Qilin'1, which is most suitable for drinking in autumn and winter. I'll cook it for you to try."
She lifted the kettle high with her delicate hands, tilted it slightly, and a thin white line rushed down from the spout.
In the black tea cup, milky white soup flowers appeared.
The warm aroma of tea filled the whole room from the cups and plates.
She was very careful when making tea, as if she was carefully carving a unique work of art.
His brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were covered with a slight mist from the scent of tea, making them look particularly blurry.
She has a high nose and the corners of her lips gently forming a line.
The shiny black hair lies quietly behind her.
Although this is not the first time I know how beautiful my sister is, looking at her perfect profile at such a close distance still feels like a dream.
She has really grown up.
However, after not seeing her for two years, her youthfulness had faded away and she had grown into a perfect woman that even surprised him.
He shines brightly in front of others. Although he is not ostentatious, he is already the focus of everyone.
And she retreated to a small house, yet she was so gentle and virtuous.
Watching her making tea for him and smiling at him, he unconsciously had the illusion of lasting happiness.
Bai Yuyueque didn't know his little thoughts. He just waited for the soup to appear and looked at him with his head tilted:
"Third brother? Why are you still standing? Sit down and try it."
"Um."
Bai Yuzheng calmed down his unwanted thoughts at the right time, and sat down opposite her.