You're not the best state Banquet Chef in China

The two childish men were at loggerheads, fighting for her affection.

When their eyes met, it was like a spark of lightning. Shi Qing 'an was trying to compete, but Bo Yucheng lazily shifted his gaze.

He picked up the teapot with his well-defined fingers and even poured a cup of tea for Shi qinglan. are you thirsty, miss qingyue? "

"I'm thirsty. Thank you, master Bo." Shi qinglan immediately took the tea.

Even if he wasn't thirsty, he had to be!

The girl's fingers gently rubbed the teacup, and she lowered her head to take a sip of the warm tea. She quietly raised her eyes to look at the man.

Shi qingan gritted her teeth as she watched the interaction between the two.

Goddess qingyue did not want the tea when he handed it to her earlier. This was not her reaction!