V1.Chapter 132 (2/2)

Sitting there, Wang Fan raised his hand to trim Xiaomei's hair. Looking at the autumn water in her eyes, it was like appreciating a beautiful picture.

There is a fragrance of flowers in the air. At the beginning, it is so light, but if you have nothing, you will get into people's nose. However, if you stay in this room for a long time, you will be attracted by the fragrance of flowers.

Wang Fan, whose body began to get hot and dry, smelled the fragrance of flowers again. The erosive and depraved desire was awakened with the smell of flowers.

”Do you smell the flowers?” Wang Fan took back his fingers and gently wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth with the paper towel on the tea table.

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Xiaomei's cheek turned red slightly. She took the tissue from Wang Fan's hand and said, ”what's the fragrance of flowers?”

”Is that kind of...” said that kind of feeling, Wang Fan actually has no way to describe, although his heart is very clear.

”Is it Jasmine?” Xiaomei smiles, reaches out to throw away the paper towel, but picks up the tea pot in the tray, gently opens a corner and sends it to Wang Fan.

The pungent fragrance of flowers makes Wang Fan feel fresh and refreshing. Although the fragrance of jasmine is elegant, it still dilutes the flavor that attracts people's mind.

”Yes! That's the smell Wang Fan lied.

”This is Nange's new scented tea, which is mixed with Biluochun and jasmine. It not only has the fragrance of jasmine, but also has the effect of calming the nerves and nourishing qi.” Xiaomei put the tea into the cup and introduced the beauty of tea to Wang Fan.

At this time, Wang Fan's mood actually calmed down a lot, and Xiaomei in front of her was not as charming as before. She was seriously focused on making tea, which was quite elegant.

Soon, the fragrance of tea diffused, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of jasmine. The intoxicating smell was also dispersed by the fragrance of jasmine.

”Please Xiaomei holds the cup in both hands and holds a cup of tea for Wang Fan, shyly speaking.

Wang Fan, whose face returned to normal, took Xiaomei's tea, put it on his lips, nodded and said, ”it's really good tea!”

Praised by Wang Fan, Xiao Mei was very happy. She said: ”brother fan, if you like, I can make tea for you every day!”

”Oh? No need! ha-ha! I'm a rude man. I can't taste the taste of tea. I'm afraid I'll let you down! ” Wang Fan put down his cup and said to Xiaomei with a smile.

Hearing Wang Fan's refusal, Xiaomei's face flashed a little flustered, but she insisted: ”brother fan, you can try, in case you like it? I don't want anything else. I just want to get in touch with Van Gogh. ”

When Xiaomei finished speaking, Wang Fan stood up and laughed. He shook his head and said, ”brother Nan is not here, so I won't wait.”

”Van Gogh, are you leaving?” Xiaomei stood up in a hurry with an anxious look on her face.

In a dark room of Fuyuan teahouse, Nange looks at Wang Fan and Xiaomei on the screen, frowns and says to the madman beside him: ”Wang Fan, what do you want to do?”

”Brother Nan, why do I think something is wrong?” Said the madman, frowning.

”What's wrong?”

”Is this boy lucky? Does the smell of Photinia have any effect on him? ”

”Well! If he can't be used by us, we should abandon him before he grows up! Do you hear me