Chapter 876: 876, Training, Fall in Love with 6 Chapter 876: 876, Training, Fall in Love with 6 Song Qinghuan thought for a mont, then said softly, “Okay, just wait for .”
With that, Song Qinghuan turned around, went back into the store, told Wen Zhaozhao she would be leaving for a bit and to look around on her own, and that she would co back to find her later, before heading out again.
She pulled open the car door, got in, and hooked a faint smile, “Si Xiangbei, did you co specially to find ?”
Si Jianan lightly raised his right lip, his eyes twinkling with brilliant starlight, like fireflies, “No, I happened to see you. It was such a coincidence that I decided to wait outside for a while.”
As Song Qinghuan fastened her seatbelt, Si Jianan had already driven off, taking the car to a nearby elegant and leisurely teahouse, simple and classical yet luxurious in the modern sense.
The private room was very quiet. Song Qinghuan silently watched Si Jianan as if waiting for him to speak.
She believed it was a coincidence, but she also felt that Si Jianan had been waiting for her for so long because he probably wanted to talk about sothing important.
Si Jianan let out a light laugh and teased, “Qinghuan, staring at absent-mindedly like this will lead to misunderstandings. You couldn’t have fallen for , could you?”
Song Qinghuan frowned, “You’re really full of yourself!”
Si Jianan laughed happily, “Still the sa as before, you can’t take a joke at all.”
Just then, the waiter ca in, followed by a brief silence.
The waiter expertly began to make tea, and soon the fragrance filled the entire private room.
The aroma was intoxicating. Qinghuan, savoring the mont, closed her eyes briefly. She picked up a cup of tea and took a light sniff, “It slls really nice.”
When she saw Si Jianan across from her, sipping the tea elegantly, she couldn’t help but tease him with a chuckle, “It’s hard to imagine soone looking like you, Si Xiangbei, would actually enjoy kung fu tea.”
Si Jianan took a sip of the fragrant tea and countered, “What kind of person do I look like to you?”
Song Qinghuan set down the porcelain cup, cleared her throat, and spoke word for word, her tone very playful, “Young people, you see, nowadays young people don’t usually like kung fu tea!”
Si Jianan laughed, “Seems like you’re even younger than .”
Song Qinghuan laughed, “That’s why I don’t like it.”
Seeing Si Jianan laugh, as if he was especially helpless, Song Qinghuan then asked, “Where have you been recently?”
“Abroad. Stayed there for a while, but still realized China is better, ho is best,” Si Jianan hinted with a sentence.
Song Qinghuan exclaid, “I never noticed before that you were such a hobody and patriot!”
Si Jianan poured himself a cup of tea, humming at Song Qinghuan, “Stop calling kid all the ti, I’m older than you, you know.”
He paused, then sighed, “Besides, people change. I didn’t really have this mindset before.”
“How intriguing, so you’ve changed into what you are now. What were you like before?” The door to the room suddenly opened, and a pleasant voice rang out.
There was a tall short-haired beauty… no, a handso man… because he was very handso. But also not right, as he looked particularly delicate.
Uh, a beautiful woman… or a beautiful man? Song Qinghuan found her vision starting to get confused.
This person ca in uninvited, sitting down as if they owned the place, without the slightest awareness of intruding another’s space.
He (or she) glanced at Song Qinghuan with a playful, almost smiling gaze, then looked at Si Jianan with amusent, “So, this is the type you like.”
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