In the residential area, the rain poured down like a torrent.
Some cars couldn't be driven at all in this kind of weather, while others could fly on the road despite it.
In the back seat of the car, the engine had already trembled and shaken, now there was only the quiet after the mad rush.
Cheng Zhu listened to the Tea Language of the green tea senior sister, and naturally understood what she was saying, what she was asking.
For such a small scene, Cheng Zhu was not flustered at all.
He even wanted to counter her with a question, "Which 'her' are you talking about?"
Are you asking which 'her' would do for me what you just did?
Of course, he knew very well that the green tea senior sister was asking about Lin Lu.
He was a tea-tasting master, well capable of understanding the real purpose of this Tea Language.
First, to discern the extent of intimacy, to find out whether their progress was faster, or ours was.
