Hua Manlou happily soaked girls here, and Song Yun in the villa was so angry that he was about to break his teeth. His mother Hua Manlou was such a bastard. Why did I let him take charge of the White Tiger Gate? I would have known that he would slap him on the side and let him stay wherever he was cool.

"Ahem, do you want to drink tea?" Song Yun couldn't stay in the toilet all the time. After he came, he was afraid that he would not find the topic, so he asked this line that has not changed for a century, do you want to drink tea?

Hua Qingcheng tied the broken hair on his cheek behind his ears and said gentlely, "Drink, I know you must have treasured tea here. Don't be stingy when you see me."

Although this sentence was said in a very gentle tone, it could not change the essence of the robber in the words. Song Yun had no choice but to take out the tea that he had collected for many years and was ready to drink after he was old.

This kind of tea is not the famous brands on the market, but when Song Yun followed the old man to visit his old friend, he got it from an old monk who had lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years. Naturally, he didn't have the face to let others give him tea, but the old man had it. The old man's one was his, and he was still his. The tea cake came to Song Yun's hands in the middle of the night.

Song Yun gently broke a few tea leaves and put them in a pot. The tea leaves were soaked. Song Yun felt as if he had been soaked in his heart, and his expression was in pain.

"Drink it, that old monk said that this tea has the effect of prolonging life and detoxifying and nourishing the skin. Anyway, drinking it will be almost like flying in the daytime." Song Yun poured a small cup for Hua Qingcheng with heartache and said.

Hua Qingcheng looked at the small cup in front of him, then looked at the bowl in front of Song Yun, and suddenly felt like he wanted to beat him up.

"Don't you think you've poured me a little less?" Hua Qingcheng reminded Song Yun and said.

"What is the most important thing about drinking tea? It is artistic conception, and using this small celadon cup can best reflect it. Oh, don't look at the bowl I use. In fact, I gave up on myself. It's the same principle as chewing peonies. Alas, drink it quickly, it will be cold if you don't drink tea. If you don't like drinking tea, I'll drink it for you." Song Yun explained the big reason to Hua Qingcheng, while drank two big bowls.

The more Hua Qingcheng looked at Song Yun, the more he felt that he was a bastard. Well, he was still a bastard with a slutty feeling. Didn’t you ask me if I drink tea? I said I had it, but you just treated your guests like this? Pour a small cup for your guests and then dried a pot by yourself. Don’t you worry about drinking too much water and urinating?

If you say this, Song Yun felt that she had misunderstood herself. He asked Hua Qingcheng whether to drink tea. This was just a polite greeting and did not say that you had to drink it. Besides, if you really want to drink tea, there are many big Hongpao Tieguanyin in the house, but you are unwilling to like drinking my treasures. If you pour it on you, you are not happy. Are there anyone in the world who is more difficult to serve than you?

Hua Qingcheng saw Song Yun's eyes glowing green, looking at the small cup of tea in front of her. She firmly believed that if she said she would not drink it, this beast would definitely hold the cup up and suffocate it. Can she make him get what he wants? Of course not, so Hua Qingcheng took the cup dry under Song Yun's regret, and then placed the cup heavily on the table.

Song Yun felt very distressed when he saw cracks from the celadon cup being shaken out. This prodigal girl is really not in charge of the family and doesn’t know that oil and salt are expensive. She bought this set of cups for more than 100 yuan.

Although there are still five or six cups that are the same as this, it does not prevent Song Yun from looking at it with a distressed look.

"Ahem, I came to you today to go shopping with you. I have not changed my clothes in Jiangsu City yet." Hua Qingcheng said with a red face.

"This matter is easy to deal with. I'll call the people under my command and ask them to bring them to you. Don't worry, it's all famous brands that can't treat you badly," Song Yun said with a smile.

"They don't know how I can buy the right clothes with my figure. No, you must accompany me today." Hua Qingcheng said rudely, pulling Song Yun.

Seeing that Song Yun couldn't escape, he drove Hua Qingcheng to an international shopping mall. Everything was sold in the mall, but the price was a bit expensive. Song Yun seemed to have seen many banknotes waving to him and saying goodbye.

"Song Yun, do you think this dress looks good?" Hua Qingcheng said excitedly as he carried a piece of clothing. "This kind of clothes with a slightly ancient flavor is the most loving one."

"Well, if you like it, try it;." Song Yun shrugged and said. Since he had already come out, let's go shopping with her with a good mood.

"But I still like this one." Hua Qingcheng picked up another women's clothing and said hesitantly. "Which one should choose these two?"

"Pack up everything if you like it." Song Yun waved his hand and said very proudly, but he soon knew what the price of saying such pretense was.

I saw Hua Qingcheng lifted up several pieces of clothes in a row and said they looked very good, but I didn’t know how to choose.

Song Yun had no choice but to say, "As long as you like, don't worry about how many items you buy."

The saleswoman next to him looked at the little star in his eyes. There are very few people who are young, rich and handsome now, let alone the rare men you like to buy in such a wealthy place. Alas, why haven’t you met such a man? Why did the man you followed tell me that he didn’t bring enough money when he saw a slightly more expensive clothes? The gap is so big.

After Song Yun finished swiping the card, he looked at the dozen bags of clothes under his hands and felt helpless. How to get so many things back, as if he knew Song Yun’s thoughts. The salesperson next to him smiled and said, “Sir, as long as you leave your address, we will naturally have someone to send it back for you.”

"This is good" Song Yun exclaimed. It seemed that these businesses had learned smartly and knew that some rich people didn't like to bring things up, so they came up with such services.

After asking Hua Qingcheng where she lives, Song Yun went up and saw that she was gone as soon as she looked up. After searching for a long time, she found that the girl had already arrived in another store. Song Yun smiled a sorry smile to the waiter and walked towards Hua Qingcheng casually.

After accompanying Hua Qingcheng for a long time, Song Yun realized that the combat effectiveness of the women shopping was no less than that of a bomb that exploded. They never knew that they were tired. This was unscientific. He had been so strong that he had already felt very tired after walking around for so long. Unexpectedly, Hua Qingcheng was still excited to head towards the next house.

"Would we take a break?" Song Yun carefully expressed his opinion, fearing that the girl would not agree.

Hua Qingcheng glanced at Song Yun and said, "Okay, let's go out and find a coffee shop to have a while."
Chapter completed!