Yang Qing lightly chuckled at their preference. They may act a bit too mature for their age but there were some things they couldn't overcome and that was a love for sweet things.
"Okay," said Yang Qing as he shook his head.
"Can you bring me the sweet fermented rice wine first, a single large bowl will do and for them, bring them the 500-year-old ginkgo tea," said Yang Qing as he finished his order.
"Big brother Yang Qing it's not that we are being inconsiderate and unthankful but can we have the pearl milk tea instead?" Zhi Da hesitantly suggested.
Both he and Zhi Luoran flinched when they heard the ginkgo tea being mentioned as if they'd been afflicted with unpleasant memories.
