Looking at the girl's silly and lovely appearance, Yan fan couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips. His beautiful white face was angry with the smile on the corners of his lips, and the lazy and amazing radian slipped quietly.
The young man sat opposite, and they were far away from the rules.
He slightly side Mou, Mou Guang seems to have some funny, dark blue pupil Ren looks at her, lightly swept over, peach blossom eyes are very seductive.
Then he gathered up a lazy smile and slightly jawed his head.
Yan fan stretched out his hand and said in a gentle voice, "little monk, add another cup of tea to your highness."
Shen Wanqing blinked, then obediently stretched out his hand and handed over the tea cup, "thank you, master Yan fan."
When he took the tea cup, his fingertips inadvertently touched the girl's wrist. His skin was delicate and very smooth.
Yan fan paused a little, then raised his long eyelashes carelessly, and his quiet sight fell on the girl's slender white wrist.
The line of sight only stayed for a few seconds, and then Yan fan took back his line of sight. The dark blue pupil, as before, seemed casual, but there was no waves.
The tea flowed out from the mouth of the pot and poured into the cup like an arc.
The courtyard is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of the breeze blowing ginkgo leaves, so quiet that you can hear the sound of tea, so quiet that you want to stop the beauty of this moment
Yan fan put down the teapot and picked up the teacup in front of him with snow-white and beautiful fingers. He put the teacup in front of Shen Wanqing and said gently: "Your Highness, please."
This time, Shen Wanqing didn't finish drinking at one breath as before. She sat there with a teacup and sipped.
Looking at the girl's good appearance, Yan fan couldn't help laughing.
The little highness in front of me seems different from the rumor. Isn't it said that he is a cold-blooded God of war for a loose dandy? Why does he look like a child.
Yan fan looked at Shen Wanqing carefully and secretly raised his eyebrows.
It doesn't look like people who have been on the battlefield all year round. Their skin is very white. Shouldn't people who have been fighting all year round be full of scars?
Suddenly, Yan fan saw the calluses of Shen Wanqing's tiger mouth. After a pause, he calmly took back his sight.
Shen Wanqing sipped his tea. The smell of sandalwood in the temple always made people feel quiet.
She licked her watery lips and suddenly asked Yan fan, "master Yan fan, can I come to you for tea in the future?"
Drinking afternoon tea is a cover. Of course, the main purpose is for beauty.
Yan fan was stunned for a while when he heard the speech. Then he couldn't help laughing, "little monk, your highness is welcome at any time."
"Then... Can I call you Yan fan?" the girl asked carefully.
Yan fan picked his eyebrows and smiled gently, "good."
Shen Wanqing blinked at the very compromised youth and suddenly asked Yan fan, "in that case, Yan fan, don't call me your highness. That's too angry! You... Just call me clean?"
Yan fan frowned and shook his head, "Your Highness, it's against the rules. How can I call your Highness's name directly."
Shen Wanqing was not used to seeing the young man put away his usual laziness and become serious.
Then, she said regretfully, "well..."
Anyway, the future is long. She doesn't believe she can't win Yan fan!