A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 671 Good Tea

“Xiao Wang needs training on this point. Why should he be restrained? It would be nice to sit in a big and open manner. Look at Wei Guo and Wei Guo’s wife!”

Director Sun poured a small cup and as soon as he pushed it out, Jiang Weiguo picked it up and gave it to Li Jing.

 He also took the teapot from Director Sun and poured it himself.

Director Sun spoke to Xiao Wang again: "Just imitate Jiang Weiguo's calmness in times of crisis, but don't imitate his shamelessness. Look, treat it like your own family!"

Jiang Weiguo was not happy, "Director, I'm not just sharing your worries, it's fine if you don't praise me, but you still say to me, okay, you can pour it yourself!"

He poured himself a cup and pushed the teapot over, making Director Sun laugh angrily.

“You brat, just pour yourself a glass, huh? I really thought I didn’t know your little thoughts!”

Jiang Weiguo suppressed his laughter and took a sip of tea.

It still tastes the same as before, but Jiang Weiguo drank other good teas and didn't find it so amazing.

I thought my wife had never drank before, so I introduced it to her.

“Daughter-in-law, take a small sip first and swallow slowly. Only when you drink this tea slowly will it taste better, and the aftertaste will be sweet!”

Li Jing listened to Jiang Weiguo and took a sip. With the wood attribute, she had a more sensitive mouthfeel than others, and she quickly tasted the sweetness Jiang Weiguo said.

However, she was very calm and praised calmly: "It tastes good!"

As soon as Jiang Weiguo saw his wife like this, he knew that the tea did not attract her, so he whispered in her ear.

“It’s okay, my wife, just use it to quench your thirst!”

Li Jing glared at him angrily.

This tea does taste good, but she can get better natural taste, so she thinks it is average.

 “You bastard, what are you talking about?”

Every time Director Sun saw Jiang Weiguo's thief look, he couldn't help but want to beat him up.

 Let him have a cup of tea, and there are so many things to do.

Jiang Weiguo waved his hand and pretended to be serious, "Director, I just whispered a few words to my wife. Just go about your business and leave me alone!" Director Sun was too lazy to care about Jiang Weiguo, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall. Xiao Wang also poured a glass and pushed it over.

Xiao Wang originally wanted to refuse, but thinking about what Director Sun said to him before, he closed his mouth and accepted the tea.

This tea smelled delicious. Xiao Wang tasted it and felt that he was very energetic.

 “Good tea!”

 “That’s right! Xiao Wang, you still know your stuff, unlike this brat!”

Director Sun snorted and took a sip of tea himself.

 The taste of drinking tea is really extraordinary.

After Jiang Xiaoya looked at the room she was going to live in, she was led back to the main room by Han Xiaoman.

She held Wangcai in one hand and Han Xiaoman's hand in the other. Han Xiaoman wanted to help her hold the dog, but Jiang Xiaoya refused and hugged Wangcai all the way.

Director Sun was drinking comfortably, and when he saw his wife coming over, he immediately put down his teacup.

“Daughter-in-law, come and try it!”

 “Are you showing off your tea, but you don’t know what’s good to drink? You drink it, but I won’t drink it. I’ll just drink plain water!”

He quickly said: "Pour me a glass for Xiaoya!"

Jiang Xiaoya looked at the cups of tea on the table curiously, and saw that both Li Jing and Jiang Weiguo had them, so she did not refuse.

Her seat was arranged next to Li Jing, just opposite the door.

The stool was too high and Jiang Xiaoya couldn't climb up with Wangcai in her arms, so she put Wangcai on the ground, patted his dog's head and said, "Wangcai, stay here obediently and don't run around!"

Wangcai, who understands human speech, is naturally well-behaved in front of all his masters, lying on the ground and wagging his tail.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiaoya climbed on the stool. With Li Jing's help, she successfully sat on the high stool, with her little face exposed from behind the table.

 (End of this chapter)