The tea in the cup was steaming, and looking through that layer of heat, everything became blurry.
Seeing Gan Yuan standing still without moving, the man frowned, "Don't want to drink tea?"
"Not at all!"
She reached out with both hands, enclosed the cup along with his large hands, and leaned in to take a light sip of the slightly hot tea from the cup.
Being picky about his tastes, the man naturally expected no less from his tea. The finest leaves, in the most optimal blend, culminated in a perfectly balanced fragrance and a smooth, lingering taste.
"If you don't like this flavor, I can have them change it for you."
She lifted her face and gave him a smile.
"No need, it's delicious."
The man gently wiped the tea from the corner of her lips with the back of his finger, his tone both serious and affectionate.
"In front of me, you never have to pretend. Tell me what you want, and I will do everything in my power to satisfy you."
