The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

With her eyes lowered, Luo Qingzhi felt a trace of pity deep in her heart, but now she was not sure what kind of emotion that was.

At this time, she didn't know yet that she, who had always been cold and distant towards other strange men, had a good impression of Yan Yunqi at first sight.

When he accidentally touched her breast, she should have been angry and disgusted, instead of acting calmly as if nothing had happened.

After all, she doesn't like being touched by others.

However, everything went on so naturally and harmoniously, even though the two of them didn't communicate much.

"Sir, there is a tea stall up ahead. Should we take a break and have some tea before we go?" Mo Yi asked outside.

They had been driving for several hours. The summer sun was very strong, so they kept stopping and walking. Especially at noon when the sun was the strongest, they were basically not in a hurry.

It was exactly noon, when the sun was at its hottest.

Yan Yunqi looked at the sun outside the carriage. Well, the sunlight was so dazzling and scorching that it seemed to burn the earth to a crisp.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Mo Yi rushed for a while and then let out a "whoosh".

"Sir, it's here."

"Okay." He said and was about to get off the carriage.

Ke Shu asked from the side: "Sir, do you want to wear a mask?"

It was so hot, and even though the mask was thin and breathable, it was still hot. Yan Yunqi shook his head and said, "There are few people here, so I won't wear it."

"Okay, sir." Ke Shu carefully put down the mask in his hand, jumped off the carriage, and then turned around to help his own son.

After they stopped, Luo Qingzhi's carriage also stopped not far behind.

Everyone came to the tea stall.

The owner of the tea stall heard the sound of horse hooves from a long distance away.

There is no way. This is not an official road. There is only one tea stall. In the middle of summer, there are not many people coming and going.

The shop owner is a woman in her forties with thick eyebrows, and her husband has a thumb-sized scar on his face from a burn.

"Hey, sir, please come in, please come in..." The old lady came out to greet people very enthusiastically.

However, when he looked closely, his pupils were deeply shocked!

What a beautiful little boy!

The beauty is simply indescribable!

But at a glance, she felt a cold gaze coming from the side. She shuddered and turned her head to look.

Oh my! Such a strong aura, that cold gaze seemed to freeze her. The old lady trembled and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look around again, until that gaze was withdrawn, her stiff body finally relaxed.

Waiting to speak.

Ming Feng walked forward, took out his waist bag and handed it to the old lady, "Auntie, make two pots of the best tea and the best snacks and send them over."

The old lady adjusted herself and greeted the guests carefully and warmly, "Hey, sir, please sit here." Then she went in with a smile.

"Sir, sit here." Ke Shu walked to a vent and shouted happily, "It's cool here."

"Yeah." Yan Yunqi hummed calmly, then looked back and walked away without saying anything.

Luo Qingzhi had already calmly retracted her gaze, and naturally noticed Yan Yunqi looking over at her, and then followed him.

You know what, it’s quite cool.

"Ah! It's so comfortable." Mingyu and the others, including Keshu, sat at another table. She sighed comfortably, "This summer is so hot."

"That's right." Ke Shu rolled his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sir, Biluochun is here!" The old lady brought a pot of tea and came to the table of Luo Qingzhi and Yan Yunqi.

After seeing people of all kinds coming and going for so many years, it was not difficult for her to see that each of them was outstanding. However, these two were the main group, so she sent the tea to them first.

The old lady carefully placed the teapot on the table and said with a smile, "Sir, please enjoy your meal."

Luo Qingzhi nodded.

She was wearing a mask on her face, but compared to before, this time it was a half-mask, revealing her sexy, rosy thin lips.

The old lady was used to seeing people wearing masks in the underworld, but she was still surprised in her heart. This person exuded a cold and distant aura. Although it was not obvious now, the aura from the inside out was captivating.

No wonder there was such a creepy look, but fortunately there was no malice in that look. He just simply didn't like the look I received at that time.

The old lady’s eyes were very sharp. Although I was scared at the time, I only remembered it after I came to my senses.

Could it be that the young man is the one this woman likes?

But as the saying goes, "curiosity kills the cat," the old lady just sighed inwardly and then went back in. Her husband was making pastries inside, so she had to go and help.

"Drive~~~"

"Drive~~~"

When Luo Qingzhi and others were drinking tea, the sound of horse hooves was heard not far away.

Soon they were in front of us, and I heard the driver of the carriage in front tighten the reins, "Whoa..."

"Sir, we're here at the tea stall." The coachman turned and said to the carriage behind him.

"Yeah." Only a cold voice came from the carriage.

The curtain was opened, and a cute servant came out, jumped off the carriage, and then stretched out his hand respectfully, "Sir."

A slender finger as white as jade stretched out and placed on the back of the boy's hand, while with the other hand she slightly lifted her skirt and got out of the carriage.

When the lady working in the tea stall saw it, she was amazed again and gasped.

"What are you looking at?" The cute little servant came over with the young master, with a domineering look between his eyebrows, and scolded the old lady, "Don't you want your eyes? Do you think you can look at my young master?"

“Um, sorry, sorry…” the old lady withdrew her astonished gaze and apologized repeatedly.

"Hmph!" The servant snorted, "Get out of here!"

The old lady quickly stepped aside, bent over and said with a smile, "Sir, please come in, please come in..."

The people who came were Hua Heyan and his personal servant Xiang'er.

Hua Heyan noticed the gaze of the lady in the tea stall. Because the weather was too hot, she frowned slightly, not wearing a veil at the moment, as if she was unhappy. Then she walked into the tea stall with her chin slightly raised.

A beautiful woman walked out from behind him and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Ah Yan, what's wrong?"

It’s not a big deal, Hua Heyan shook her head coldly.

Hua Heming didn't care and just said, "Let's go!"

"Ah."

They walked into the teahouse, and the servant quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped the stool again and again. Only after the third time did he help his son to sit down, "Sir, it's done, you can sit down now."

Hua Heming saw it but didn't take it to heart. She knew that her brother was not only aloof, but also had a serious obsession with mysophobia.

The teahouse lady also saw this, but since these people were either rich or noble, it was normal for them to have some mysophobia. She stepped forward with a smile and said, "Miss, would you like some tea, young master?"

"Well, give me a pot of good tea and some snacks." Hua Heming said to the lady at the tea stall with a hint of arrogance.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The old lady went in quickly to make tea.

The arrival of a group of people did not affect Luo Qingzhi and others. They were still leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks, and no one paid attention to Hua Heming and others.

However, just because they don't pay attention to others doesn't mean others don't pay attention to them.