She pulled out a tea bowl resembling a thermos from her bosom, removed the wooden stopper, and placed it on the wooden table.
It seemed she planned to pour tea into this bowl to drink on the way.
The white-clad elder smiled doting behind the girl in the yellow skirt, not stopping her, and silently took out some fragments of silver, handing them to the tea house server.
Then he simply waited for the tea to be served.
The girl in the yellow skirt, lively by nature, looked around curiously while waiting for the tea, and her gaze soon fell on Cheng Guang nearby.
Seeing Cheng Guang's handsome appearance and the noble aura enshrouding him,
she was startled for a moment.
Then quickly turned her gaze away, daring not to look any longer.
The girl in the yellow skirt could tell at a glance that the noble son sitting not far from herself was someone whose status and identity were beyond her reach.
So she only gave Cheng Guang a quick glance before moving her gaze away.
