What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

The teahouse that Bai Zhuting mentioned was a small, unremarkable facade on the side of their high-end community, with two floors, squeezed between high-rise buildings, and I don't know how it survived.

Bai Zhuting tied the Samoyeds to the first floor and asked them to put all their things there before leading them up the stairs through a narrow scarlet door. crowded.

This is not a place for business, but rather an old-fashioned residence.

When he reached the stairs, Bai Zhuting fumbled open a sliding door, and with a click, the bright yellow light came on, and the space inside the room suddenly opened up.

Bai Zhuting entered the door first: "This used to be a tea room, but now it's closed, so I remodeled it, let's go to the back room."

After speaking, he pushed open a door from one side, and there was a small cubicle with a table and low stools, which was a place for small chats.

Bai Zhuting went to get the fruit tea, and said, "Sit down as you please, and I'll get the newly prepared tea."

Jiang Jian pulled Guan Heng and sat on the side. Guan Heng suddenly saw a few red marks on his hands from the shopping bag. He was very distressed and dissatisfied. He kneaded them one by one, and tapped his wrists for a while.

Seeing that his mouth was pursed, Jiang Jian pinched his face with his empty hand: "How could he be so delicate, it's just some traces."

Guan Heng continued to purse his mouth, of course he knew it was nothing, but the appearance of this red mark on Jiang Jian's hand just made him displeased, this person was his most cherished treasure.

Bai Zhuting came back with the cup and teapot, saw this scene and said with a smile: "You two have such a good relationship."

When Guan Heng saw him coming back, he withdrew his hands, but Jiang Jian turned around and crushed his fingers in circles, and the soft white and tender palms and backs of his hands were touched all over.

Seeing this, Bai Zhuting coughed lightly, and silently stood aside, lifted the brown round-bellied teapot to add water to each cup, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

"Now it's early spring, people are most likely to feel tired and sleepy, and they are also prone to dry mouth and tongue, and get angry. I took some mangosteen, water chestnut, yacon and Sydney and simmered for a while. Drinking a little while it’s hot is still a little health-preserving tea.”

Bai Zhuting pushed the cup to Guan Heng: "Try it? I remember you like a sweeter taste, so I added a little rock sugar for you."

Guan Heng thanked him, and was about to pull his hand away from Jiang Jian, but he couldn't pull it out after moving a few times, so he had to use the other empty hand to hold the cup. The tea in the cup was light yellow, and it smelled like Very refreshing with some pear sweetness.

Holding up the cup, he took a sip, his mouth was sweet, warm and fruity, and his dry throat from going out shopping was also moisturized. Guan Heng let out a soothing breath, raised his head and said to Bai Zhuting with a smile: " This is delicious, sweet and comfortable to drink.”

Bai Zhuting glanced at him approvingly: "I'll give this recipe to Ah Jian later, and ask him to cook it for you when he goes back home. It's suitable for this kind of weather."

Jiang Jian took a few sips and nodded to Bai Zhuting.It was still early, so the three chatted aimlessly. Bai Zhuting likes some old things, and Guan Heng is a person who has lived from more than 100 years ago. He can chat a few words about things that Bai Zhuting is interested in. The two chatted in full swing, and they hated seeing each other so late that Bai Zhuting almost didn't ask Guan Heng to have a night chat with Bingzhu.

Jiang Jian was quietly dealing with recent company affairs while holding the notebook contributed by Bai Zhuting.

Guan Heng seldom saw Jiang Jian handling official business, and he would unconsciously look at Jiang Jian while chatting, but Bai Zhuting didn't realize it, he couldn't stop talking when he finally found someone to talk to.

Jiang Jian was wearing the same camel-colored windbreaker as him, with straight shoulders, a sharp side face and slightly wrinkled eyebrows. Her fingers were nimbly and quickly typing on the keyboard, and she would stop from time to time to sort out her thoughts. He lifted his head up to drink the tea, and his Adam's apple would slide up and down accordingly. Guan Heng couldn't take his eyes off this thinking look.

"The background of this pattern is really beautiful." Bai Zhuting was looking at a pattern that Guan Heng had just hand-painted, holding the thin paper and couldn't put it down.

Suddenly there was a sound in the corridor, as if many people had entered the crowded tea room, the three of them all stopped what they were doing and looked towards the sliding door when they heard the sound.

Guan Heng thought it was Bai Zhuting's friend, and when he looked sideways, Bai Zhuting's face became stiff instantly, and the corners of his mouth that were originally raised were suppressed.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. Because of the material of the door, the knock was very dull, just like the current atmosphere.

Jiang Jian put away the notebook and stepped forward to open the door. Bai Zhuting moved his mouth a few times but he didn't make any sound.

Just as Jiang Jian stretched out his hand to open the door, the door was pushed open from left to right, and a man in a black shirt stood outside.

"Boss Jiang, long time no see." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Chen Feng." Jiang Jian didn't let him in, but blocked the door.

"Won't you invite me in for a cup of tea? I think it's quite lively inside. We can catch up on the old days." Chen Feng leaned against the door frame and stared at Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian didn't reply, Bai Zhuting behind him closed his eyes and said, "Let him in."

Only then did Jiang Jian turn sideways to let him in. As soon as he entered, the space that was originally not too big became even narrower. Guan Heng looked at him curiously.

The man was tall and slender, with neat short hair, and a black top that highlighted his strong muscular lines. He had sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, looking at Bai Zhuting with his head bowed like a smile that wasn't a smile.

"You guys... go back first, he and I still have something to talk about." Bai Zhuting whispered while clutching the cup.

Jiang Jian didn't move, and Chen Feng didn't care. He scanned the room, and then saw Guan Heng staring at him with a cup in his hand.

"Is this your little pet?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Jian, asking with a hint of interest in his eyes.

"Ah Jian, take Xiao Jia back first." Bai Zhuting who heard his speech stood up and looked at Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian hesitated for a moment, Bai Zhuting tried his best to look more relaxed and smiled at him: "Let's go, I'll ask you guys to drink tea next time."

Jiang Jian had no choice but to pack up his things and took Guan Heng's hand to lead him out.

Chen Feng got up and closed the door immediately after they went out, then turned around and walked to the table, his tall figure completely covered Bai Zhuting, a natural sense of oppression made Bai Zhuting feel a little difficult to breathe, just want to Get out of this cramped space quickly.

Chen Feng gently but could not refuse, broke off Bai Zhuting's fingers that were tightly gripping the cup one by one and held him in his hand again: "Why are you holding on to a cup so tightly?"

Bai Zhuting didn't speak, tried to pull his hand back but couldn't.

Chen Feng grabbed his hands, those hands were as beautiful as sweet white porcelain: "Don't you have something to tell me?"

Bai Zhuting felt uncomfortable being caught by him, and finally said: "Let go!"

Chen Feng's brows darkened, and his tone was a bit harsh: "Ruan Ruan, as I said, don't always think of rejecting me and running away from me, it's useless, even if you die, I'll still have to dig three feet into the ground." Find you and bury you with me."

The author has something to say: Thank you, little sweetheart, for the nutrient solution, swoop and kiss!