Gu Yanfei wanted to drink, but when she looked at the purple clay pot and red clay stove beside her, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. She wanted to see him make tea.
It was so pleasing to watch a handsome guy make tea.
Hence, she naturally changed her words. "Tea."
As she spoke, she adjusted her sitting posture into a comfortable posture. She looked delicate and lazy as she waited to see him make tea.
Chu Yi nodded and opened the teapot on the table.
After a while, the sound of boiling water in the purple clay pot on the red clay stove became louder, like a spring.
