Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

: "What doubts does Your Majesty have?"

"It's nothing." Shen Chun took his hand and said with a smile, "How about I call you Siqi in the future?"

Qi Yubai looked at his smile, and felt a chill for some reason when he heard the name, and said bravely, "It's as long as the king is happy."

It took him a long time to get used to that name.

"Siqi, this kumquat is a bit sweeter, I want tea." Shen Chun said.

Qi Yubai frowned, tested the temperature of the kettle on the table with his hand, got up and said: "The water is a bit cold, my lord, wait a moment."

"Thank you Siqi, Siqi is really virtuous." Shen Chun looked at his back and smiled.

Qi Yubai listened to it twice, and felt a little headache at that moment, and even suspected that he did it on purpose.

But how could it be possible? Few people knew about the replacement marriage. He always covered his head when he got into the carriage, and Qi Siqi wanted to let the dust settle here, which was directly equivalent to confinement.

The water was boiling hot, Qi Yubai covered the kettle with a handkerchief, poured it into the teapot, and shook it gently.

"Siqi, is this Shangchao's tea art?" Shen Chun watched his every move and smiled.

Qi Yubai pursed his lips lightly, and he just took it as if he had heard someone call that name, and he didn't know why this name made him feel so annoyed.

Putting down the cloth towel on the teapot, Qi Yubai picked up the tea and hissed lightly when his fingers unconsciously supported the spout, and then let go of his hand subconsciously. The teapot rolled over and the water splashed. I tried to touch it, but was suddenly grasped by the extended hand: "Ah Bai!"

The teapot fell to the ground and shattered to the ground. The hot water steamed up, but Qi Yubai's eyes did not fall on it, but looked at the man opposite him in shock: "You, what did you call me?!"