This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 194 A woman like her!

  Two o'clock in the afternoon, Yuhe Tea House.

  This tea art building is located on the seventh floor of the Ginza shopping mall, surrounded by many tea sets and tea shops.

The facade of   Yuhe Tea Art Building is decorated in an antique style. The concierge standing in front of the door also wears cheongsam, with a respectful and rigorous attitude.

  Learning that Yan Shiqi had booked a tea art class, the lady concierge leaned slightly, glanced at the reservation form, and smiled affectionately: "Miss Yan, please come with me."

   Stepping into the threshold of the Tea Art Building, a burst of tangy tea fragrance wafted in the air.

   Bypassing the carved hollow screen, there is a bone-wood tea table in front of you, and further down is an independent tea art classroom, with different names on the doorplates, and the fragrance of tea becomes more and more intense as it deepens.

  "Miss Yan, your classroom is here, and the tea master is already waiting for you in it!" The concierge stopped in front of the door of the last tea art classroom and opened half the door carefully for her.

  Yan Shiqi thanked him, and looked up at the number plate of the tea house: Chan Xuan.

  She opened the door and entered, the exquisite tea table, the original wood-colored armchair, and a figure in a water-silver gown sat back.

  Yan Shiqi walked to the door with a flash of surprise from the bottom of his eyes.

  She thought that the tea teacher should be a woman, but she did not expect to be a man.

"Hello, teacher."

  Yan Shiqi took the bag and took two steps before calling his back.

  "You are here!" This voice is very familiar!

  With the voice of landing, the man in the chair of the teacher looked back and caught the surprise of Yan Shiqi. He smiled, "Student Yan, I am surprised to see me?"

  This is a bit of a joke.

  Yan Shiqi was stunned for half a second, "Ms. Song?" Then he couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm really surprised, so you are my tea art teacher?"

  While she was talking, she paced forward, and Song Qiyu got up to greet him, "I am also surprised, you want to learn tea art, sit down."

  This conversation is enough to prove that Song Qiyu is indeed her tea master.

After Yan Shiqi was seated, the two eyes met briefly in the air.

  Afterwards, she looked down at the furnishings on the tea table, such as water boiler, tea tray, pot holder, tea towel, fair cup, tea strainer, tea lotus, tea clip, etc...

  The tea utensils she had been familiar with in the morning were presented on the tea table in different categories.

  Yan Shiqi condensed his thoughts, and looked at Song Qiyu’s eyes, "Why would you be a tea artist here?"

  As a teacher, plus the background of the richest man in Quancheng, she doesn't believe it because of lack of money.

  Is it an interest?

  Song Qiyu opened his eyes and looked faintly, picked up the tea lotus, scooped up a spoonful of tea, and said flatly, "This is my tea house, and I will come to a few classes occasionally when I have nothing to do."

  Yan Shiqi laughed and shook his head, silent.

  Should she thank Ling Zihuan, and just report to her for a class, and then report to Song Qiyu’s Tea House.

   "Why are you laughing? Don't believe I can teach you tea art?" Song Qiyu looked at her chuckle, and a stream of light appeared in his eyes.

  In the rich fragrance of tea, she sat opposite, wearing a blue long dress and beige knitted jacket, like a pale lily, elegant and graceful.

  He faintly understood the reason why Qin Baiyu felt so attached to her.

  After all, the two of them are about the same age, and they came from a wealthy Gaudi. After years of baptism, they have long passed the age of joking.

  If the women around you are too cheerful and cheering, it is easy to add troubles.

  It is a girl like Yan Shiqi, who is calm, intelligent and stable, and she will give birth to years of tranquility and gentleness when she is by her side.

  Yan Shiqi smiled and explained, “It’s not that I don’t believe you, but that Li Cheng is so small.”

  (End of this chapter)