nanzhi

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Yin Yuming made a special trip to "Colorless".

Nan Zhi changed into a caramel-colored woolen suit today, and she was also wearing a black cheongsam with dark patterns underneath. Looking up, her jade-like skin was even fairer.

When she saw that it was Yin Yuming, she slightly closed her eyes and smiled.

"Mr. Yin."

Yin Yuming didn't take it seriously, and walked in head-on.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Nan Zhi's slightly relaxed shoulders were straightened up, and the hair on her temples was inadvertently scattered and fell on her chest, adding a bit of charm.

"Drink tea?"

Yin Yuming nodded.

Nan Zhi beckoned, and led Xiao Jiang who was standing by the door to meet the guests.

Xiao Jiang immediately walked over quickly, "Miss Boss?"

Nanzhi pointed at Yin Yuming with her pale fingertips, "Take this guest to a local teahouse."

Xiao Jiang immediately knew the identity of the visitor, facing Yin Yuming, and bent slightly.

"This guest, please."

Yin Yuming looked at Nanzhi.

She looked at herself with the end of her eyes raised, with a slight smile in her eyes, willow brows and star eyes, skin like creamy skin, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

He had to admit that Nan Zhi was the most outstanding person he had ever met.

Yin Yuming was not angry either.

"It's just to catch up on the old days, isn't it necessary?"

There was a somewhat playful smile on his face, and that suave and suave face made him even more handsome.

Nan Zhi raised his eyebrows, but said the words to Xiao Jiang.

"You take this guest up first, and I'll come later."

Xiao Jiang nodded and looked at Yin Yuming, "Guests please."

Yin Yuming no longer insisted, "Then I'll wait for you."

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his heel and followed Xiao Jiang's footsteps to the second floor.

Qinghe, who was standing beside Nanzhi, turned to look at her proprietress.

It was found that she was comfortably flicking the old abacus, her fingertips seemed to be playing with in every possible way, her eyelashes drooped slightly, like a crow's feathers, her lips were red and her teeth were white.

It seemed that he didn't care about Yin Yuming's words at all.

Qinghe couldn't help but ask, "Miss Boss, who is this person?"

Nan Zhi casually played with the round beads on the abacus, which she managed to get from her father.

"An irrelevant person."

She seemed to have remembered something, and stood up straight, in various poses.

Naturally, Qinghe couldn't say much. From the corner of her eye, she saw that Xiaojiang had already gone downstairs, and Nanzhi beside him had already walked towards the second floor.

Yin Yuming didn't sit for a while, when Nan Zhi opened the door and came in.

He and Nan Zhi have known each other for many years. They have met each other since they were young, and they are in the same school as adults. What's more, they are still in the same department and have a good relationship.

But after he chased her, the relationship faded.

This is six months since Yin Yuming saw Nan Zhi last time.

Nan Zhi stretched out his hands to gather his woolen cloth, and sat down sideways.

The layout of this tea room is not quite the same as the one Yin Yuanpei went to, but the layout is also extremely fine.

In front of Yin Yuming was the tea that Xiao Jiang had brewed for him.

Nanzhi Shiran poured a glass for Yin Yuming.

"This tea is Lu'an Guapian, which has the effect of refreshing people. You might as well try it more, Mr. Yin."

Yin Yuming looked down at the purple clay teacup in his hand.

The single piece of tea has no stalks and buds, the rolls are straight, the length is similar, the thickness is well-proportioned, the shape is the same size, the color is green, and the cream is moist, the soup is clear and green, the aroma is high, and the aftertaste is long.

Yin Yuming took a sip and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He knows more than Yin Yuanpei.

"It's really good tea."

Nan Zhi smiled, "Why is Mr. Yin coming this time?"

Yin Yuming knew Nanzhi well, most of her faces were smiling, and her stomach was full of bad water.

"My niece came to your teahouse last time and was very interested."

Nanzhi nodded knowingly, "So?"

Yin Yuming choked up, feeling a little uncomfortable on his face.

"So I'll try it too."

Nanzhi didn't poke him, knowing that he was a good-looking person, so he didn't bother to continue talking.

"That's nothing. There are still guests in the restaurant, so I'll leave first."

Her brows and eyes are full of smiles, and her face is as beautiful as peaches and plums.

Yin Yuming had no choice but to tell his purpose.

"My old man Yin urged me to get married. I have no choice but to come to you."

Nan Zhi picked up the purple sand pot in front of him with his fingertips, and the tea in the tea pot was fragrant.

"Where's your little girl?"

Yin Yuming felt that Nanzhi was too smart to hide anything.

Nan Zhi interrupted his next words, raised his eyes to look at him, the tails of his eyes slanted upwards, his eyes turned slightly.

"Then I won't go."

Yin Yuming knew that his method was a bad strategy, and he went to Nanzhi because he heard Yin Yuanpei mention her, and wanted to use her to hide from old master Yin's thoughts.

Nanzhi didn't want to stay any longer, and when she stood up, there was a fresh fragrance.

She stood in front of the wooden door of the tea room, and glanced at Yin Yuming from the corner of her eye.

"If you really treat that little girl well, it's okay for your Mr. Yin not to agree. What's more," she chuckled softly, with a charming voice, "you, Yin Yuming, are old cows who eat tender grass."

Yin Yuming was annoyed when he heard that, and wanted to raise his head to refute.

Nan Zhi had already walked out, and the wooden door had already been closed.

The fragrance of tea in a room.

Yin Yuanpei worked in the company for almost two months before taking over his own work.

She also met an interesting person named He Jiayi, a very talkative girl.

The situation of He Jiayi and Yin Yuanpei is similar. They have lived longer abroad than in China, and they have something to talk about.

Yin Yuanpei finished his work and planned to call He Jiayi out for a barbecue.

Received Yin Yuming's message.

"Come back and save me!"

Yin Yuming often sent her such messages, and nine out of ten it was Mr. Yin who was reprimanding him again.