The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

He bowed his head and sent a message to Bai Jingxuan:

[The old man of the Li family actively invited me to drink tea. It seems that you don't have that honor anymore. 】

As soon as Bai Jingxuan entered the yard, she saw Bai Ruoyao and Li Zhenshan drinking tea at the same table. She seemed to have a good chat, and she was a little surprised.

When did her half-sister know him so well with Old Man Li?

Ding! Screamed.

When the text message came in, Bai Jingxuan glanced at it, and Li Tinghe, who was with her next to her, also caught a glimpse, frowning.

Bai Ruoyao's eyes lit up when she saw Li Tinghe had come.

Li Zhenshan stood up from his seat with a kind smile on his face, "Xuan Xuan is here, Ting He, come and sit."

"When did you invite Bai Ruoyao?" Li Tinghe stepped to the side of Li Zhenshan, his tone obviously a little unhappy.

"I didn't invite her." Li Zhenshan said, "She was here waiting for me for a few days. I made up the birthday banquet and asked for a cup of tea, so I wouldn't refuse."

"..." The face slap came too suddenly, and Bai Ruoyao's expression was instantly embarrassed.

Li Tinghe opened the chair with an elegant and noble hand, and made a gesture to Bai Jingxuan, apparently to let her take a seat.

After Bai Jingxuan was seated, she clicked on the text message and put her mobile phone on the tea table.

Li Zhenshan saw the content of the information, dissatisfaction flashed in the old eyes, "Bai's big girl, your face is worthless."

"Grandpa Li taught right." Bai Ruoyao had to lower her head and pretend to be clever, humiliating her heart.

Li Tinghe was sitting next to Bai Jingxuan, and Bai Ruoyao was sitting right across from him.

For the first time in her life, Bai Ruoyao and Li Tinghe were at the same table, and the natural overbearing pressure from him forced her heart to burst out of her throat with tension.

Then I thought, she was going to be Mrs. Li, and she wanted to be on the stage.

Taking a deep breath, a shy smile appeared on Bai Ruoyao's face, and she said as calmly as possible, "How come Young Master Li is free?"

Li Tinghe didn't say anything with his face frozen, obviously too lazy to pay attention to her.

Bai Ruoyao awkwardly gathered her hair and raised her hands, showing the demeanor of everyone who had been trained in advance.

Unfortunately, Li Tinghe's sight never fell on her.

The servant offered four cups of tea. Four people at a table serve cups separately.

Bai Ruoyao took a sip, and saw that there was no name on the porcelain pot containing the tea. She had a plan, "I have already commented on this tea with Grandpa Li, and Grandpa Li praised me. Sister, you can drink this. What kind of tea is it?"

Waiting to see Bai Jingxuan lose face.

Li Tinghe thought, his sweet wife had never studied tea. Just as she was about to get out of the siege, Bai Jingxuan said, "An old Icelandic tree of 200,000 catties, a handful of tea leaves are equivalent to gold leaves." He took a sip, "The taste is weak at the entrance," When it reaches the throat, it is piled up to form a sweet and clear taste. After entering the stomach, it has a rich layering and refreshing and pleasant."

Li Zhenshan stroked the goat’s beard and smiled, “I don’t think my grandson-in-law is also a tea ceremony person.”

"Li Tinghe's taste is better than you." Bai Jingxuan said with a light smile, "Follow him in He Ting Yushu and get used to good things."

This is true.

But she herself is rich and rich. No matter how expensive the tea is, it's nothing.

"Hahaha!" Li Zhenshan smiled openly.

Bai Ruoyao didn't save Bai Jingxuan's face, but instead made this **** show off, his face especially ugly. Sooner or later, these will become hers!

Li Tinghe felt a little strange, his wife had never drunk Iceland in He Ting. Could it be... she has dabbled before?