Qu Tan'er glanced over at the tea table, seeing that there was indeed tea prepared. She went over and poured another cup, then walked toward Mo Liancheng: "Prince, it's all my fault for carelessly spilling the tea. Please drink this to calm down."
The tea was poured and handed over, but Mo Liancheng sat in the chair beside the desk while Qu Tan'er was standing in front of it. They were separated by just a desk. Not too far, but also not too near, she insisted on bringing the cup directly to him.
So, with a slight tremble of her small hand, another careless move...
"Is this what you wanted to see?" Mo Liancheng glowered as he looked down at his luxurious brocade robe. It was the second time she had spilled tea on him. After the first time, he didn't expect she would dare to do it again. One cup of tea wasn't enough, but two cups were sufficient to drench a good part of his robe.
He was sure she did it on purpose.
