Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Han Sicheng gently leaned against a small cup of flower tea with his beautiful fingers like jade shoots, and then pushed it to Wang Jing's children and said, "you can drink it." Then he picked up a small cup of scented tea in front of him, tasted it with his thin lips, raised his neck, dried it with one mouthful, and breathed out gently with satisfaction. While lowering his head, he picked up the pot of flower tea to add tea to two small cups, and said calmly, "I said, I'm not used to waiting."“ You're not used to waiting for people, so you let the children lie? " Ye Qingxia asked angrily. He put down the pot of flower tea and looked at the girl opposite without a wave. She had crimson cheeks and bright black eyes. Although he was questioning him, he was so shy that he couldn't help laughing. Laugh! Laugh! Laugh! Ye Qingxia didn't expect that he would be so brazen as to smile at her. How could he smile? This shameless man! She was very angry. Holding the cup of hot green tea just changed by the waiter in her hand, she suddenly splashed it on Han Sicheng's face. A golden light flashed and blocked the hot water rushing towards his face. After the water rebounded, it almost fell on the table and splashed again. A small white shirt wet his chest, and a lot of water flowed along the table“ I just said, "let him help scare the man away." Han Sicheng looked down at his slightly wet clothes, took a deep breath and explained“ yes! Uncle just said to let me scare the man away. Lord silver, you're wrong about uncle. My uncle didn't let me call him Baba. I thought it was so fast and effective. " Wang Jing stood on the chair, supported the table with both hands, pursed her ass and looked at Ye Qingxia seriously. Ye Qingxia widened her eyes and looked at him incredulously. His chest was slightly wet and a vague red appeared. Although she couldn't see what the red was, ye Qingxia knew that there was no red on his chest. There was white smoke on the white shirt and it dried up in a moment, but she didn't see clearly what it was. Ye Qingxia smiled at him, stood up, picked up the pot of flower tea, came to him and said, "I wronged you and made amends for you." She spoke with great sincerity. Then she threatened under her feet, "ah..." the pot of flower tea in her hand also flew out and flew to Han Sicheng's chest... Then Han Sicheng [picked up the flower] and the thumb and index finger of her right hand firmly caught the pot of flower tea. Not a drop of water spilled! Ye Qingxia looked at the pot of tea fiercely, but didn't care where he fell. She was black in front of her eyes, with the touch of silk and cotton high-grade fabrics on her face. Ben didn't feel anything, but she only breathed and breathed. She just felt a hot thing expanding rapidly and sticking it on top of her face. She blinked and knew what it was in an instant. The heart beat faster and jumped up suddenly, trying to leave. But his head suddenly knocked over the pot of flower tea just held in Han Sicheng's hand. The pot of scented tea drenched her head and face, and she just wanted to leave him quickly. However, she took a step back, but her feet slipped again, her face buried on his wet suit pants, and the hot temperature came to her face. She slowly raised her hot face and saw a big bag bulging out of the black suit pants. Take a deep breath and slowly look up at him. He looked unchanged. He just sat up silently, gathered his white shirt and covered it with his clothes. A pair of cold eyes looked at her faintly, and his thin lips opened his way: "you are strange in addition to swearing ruthlessly, and the way to make amends is also very special." This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.