"Mr. Ye, please!"
In the end, Ye Mingtian only filled Ye Chenfeng's cup with tea, ignoring Chu Qingxue.
"Hmm?"
Chu Qingxue showed a hint of surprise but didn't say anything.
Faced with such rare tea leaves, Ye Chenfeng also became serious.
As soon as he tasted it, he felt a burst of flames erupt, very domineering.
It even had an effect similar to strong alcohol.
But then, a fragrance of tea spread in the mouth, cooling it down and slowly dissipating the flames.
An unprecedentedly wonderful experience rippled through, making Ye Chenfeng involuntarily close his eyes.
Perhaps due to the domineering flames upon first sip, Ye Chenfeng's face turned rosy, just like he had been drinking.
"This tea is indeed something you can't handle!"
After opening his eyes, Ye Chenfeng's first words to Chu Qingxue were like this.
"..."
Chu Qingxue was puzzled, completely at a loss.
"Hehe!"
Subsequently, Ye Chenfeng and Ye Mingtian exchanged smiles.
"Uh..."
