Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 17

On the wooden couch, round cattail cushions.

An old man in Tang suit and a girl in cheongsam.

The girl's back is straight and elegant, just like the green bamboo embroidered on the satin surface of the cheongsam.

She held a wooden spoon, her fingers were as slender and white as shaving onion roots.

Dial the tea leaves, pour hot water, iron the pot, set the tea, warm the cups, every move is flowing, quiet and peaceful, rendering an ink painting.

Just looking at the girl can calm your heart.

Interrupting at this time is not only impolite, but also a kind of blasphemy.

Ji Mochen, who came back to the house from the courtyard, saw the scene in front of him, his footsteps stopped at the door, and his eyes were deeply and probingly fixed on the tea-making girl.

From this direction, the girl's appearance could not be seen clearly, and the short black hair covered most of her side face.

But Ji Mochen can be sure that anyone who sees the girl at this moment can't take their eyes off her, and knows one fact from the bottom of their hearts: she is beautiful.

"Grandpa, drink tea." The girl's clear and gentle voice sounded with a smile.

She held the porcelain cup in her hand, her fingertips curled up slightly.

Ji Mochen felt that his eyes must be tired, but he actually felt that the woman at this time was astonishingly beautiful even with her fingertips.

The old man took the teacup seriously, and looked at the clear tea soup in the cup. The leaf buds in the cup were stretched, the fluff was light and soft, the green was bright, and the posture was extremely moving.

The surprise in his eyes didn't decrease but increased, this is not a cup of tea, it can already be called art, "Xixi..."

Nancy smiled and said, "Grandpa, this cup of tea won't taste good after a while."

The old man hastily drank it. He drank it in a hurry and burned his mouth, but he had an expression of enjoying himself, and opened his eyes again after three seconds, "Good tea! Good tea!"

It's not like drinking tea, it's more like drinking good wine, sending the cup over, and begging for another cup.

Nancy held down the teapot, raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly at the old man, but what she said was undeniable, "Grandpa, it's getting late, if you drink more, you won't be able to sleep."

"It's okay to have another drink! It's still early, I'm used to staying up late, so what..." The old man's voice became weaker and weaker, staring at Nancy, he said unwillingly: "Is it not possible?"

Nancy looked at him tenderly, and said two words from her red lips, "No."

The old man wanted to cry but had no tears, and pretending to be pitiful failed to soften the granddaughter-in-law's heart. In the end, he was dejected and kept moaning.

The two confronted each other for a minute, and finally Nancy said as if she was defeated, biting her lips, she was more pitiful and forbearing than him, "I really can't drink more, I think grandpa's complexion is not very good, he should be more strict with himself, after drinking tea I can still drink, I shouldn’t be greedy for a while. I think Grandpa will be fine, Grandpa, don’t be sad, or, or..."

"Okay, okay, don't drink, don't drink!" The old man saw that his precious granddaughter-in-law's eyes were red, and he jumped up quickly. He couldn't find the decline just now, "You are right, listen to you, listen to you Yes, I'll drink tea tomorrow morning. I think it's getting late, go clean up and go to bed!"

The old man left after speaking.

Looking at the lively back of the old man, Nan hoped, chuckled, and continued to sit where he was and clean up the tea sets on the table.

A figure came over, sat down in the old man's place, and looked at her unabashedly.

After being watched for about ten seconds, Nancy couldn't bear to look up and asked, "Mr. Ji, what's the matter?" Seeing what people are thinking when they don't speak!
Ji Mochen raised his chin, "Get up, someone is cleaning up here."

Nancy nodded and followed Ji Mochen.

The two of them hadn't reached the door when they were stopped by the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper smiled and looked at the two of them, "Sir, the room has already been cleaned up, and the lady's toiletries have also been sent to the sir's room. You can go back to the room." Wash the room and go to sleep."

Nancy: "..." Looking at Ji Mochen.

Ji Mochen looked at the old housekeeper with cold eyes.

The old butler didn't meet his eyes, but went to look at Nancy, "Ma'am, the old man still wants to drink the tea you made tomorrow morning."

Nancy, who thought she had won a round, suddenly realized that the old man didn't build it, and dug a hole here.

"Mr. Ji..." Nancy pretended to want to stay, but listened to your expression.

Ji Mochen found that she wanted to blame him again, flashed past Doctor Wang's accusatory face, and said lightly, "Well, then stay."

Nancy: "..."

The old housekeeper smiled, "The old man is really happy today."

When Ji Mochen heard this, his eyebrows relaxed, and he nodded to the old housekeeper.

The two were escorted back to the room one by one, and the door was closed.

"Mr. Ji!" Nancy took two steps to the left, one meter away from Ji Mochen, with an irritable and dissatisfied face, "You didn't say you would stay overnight when you came here."

Ji Mochen couldn't adapt to the speed of her face-changing, he was gentle and careless one second, and cruel and empathetic the next second.

Seeing that Ji Mochen didn't speak, Nan Xi rolled her eyes, calmed down, and said with a smile: "Or maybe Mr. Ji wants to confuse them first, and then sneak out later?"

"There are three layers of defense around the old house." Ji Mochen said lightly, "You can't slip out."

Nancy's face turned cold again, "You did it on purpose?"

"Huh?" Ji Mochen raised the corners of his mouth and asked her back, "Stop acting? Panicked?"

Seeing Nancy's unhappy appearance, Ji Mochen was very happy.

Nancy frowned, "What am I acting for? Didn't you ask me to act? It's really interesting to say that now."

When Nancy told the truth, Ji Mochen's mouth was pressed down again, "I let you please grandpa, but I didn't let you make tea for him."

"Heh!" Nancy laughed, "Ji Mochen, don't you feel slapped when you say this yourself?"

Ji Mochen: "..." Don't say it, he regretted it after he finished speaking.

Looking at Nancy irritably, it's all this dead woman, who loses face and loses face when facing her.

Ji Mochen, who calmed himself down, felt that he was arguing with a little girl in the room. This kind of behavior was novel and childish.

"Anyway, things are already like this. I'll take you away after you make tea for the old man tomorrow morning."

Listening to his calm voice, Nancy also calmed down, and compromised: "Okay, but this time it was your mistake and wasted my time." She extended her hand to Ji Mochen.

Ji Mochen looked at the white and tender little hands in front of him, and his mind flashed the wonderful posture of these hands when making tea, and paused for half a second, "What are you doing?"

"Thanks for your patronage, I wasted eight hours, no more, no less, I will count you [-]." Nancy said, "There is no cash, you can swipe your card or transfer money."

Ji Mochen laughed angrily, "Didn't you say you are worth tens of billions? Isn't it a little less to ask for [-] in eight hours?"

Nancy lowered her head in front of the money indifferently, "You think so too? Thank you Mr. Ji for your generosity. Add zero, 80."

"Not even eighty." Ji Mochen said coldly, and turned to go to the bathroom that came with the room.

Behind him, a woman's disdainful voice said, "Stingy."

Ji Mochen: "..."

he……

He doesn't care about little women!

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(End of this chapter)