Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Then in front of Cheng Shuyan stood a maid who was about 30 years old.

It is estimated that the maid who was looking for her said something to the maid. Her face was a little nervous, and she dared not watch Cheng Shuyan the whole time, as if she was afraid that she had made some mistake.

In particular, Cheng Shuyan frowned at the moment, his originally beautiful face was more tangled and somewhat majestic.

The other maids did not dare to say anything, and stood silently.

Then I heard their young master ask her: "How do you make scented tea? Tell me about the process."

After hearing the content, the maid who made scented tea was relieved.

She briefly explained the process to Cheng Shuyan, and then added: "If the young master wants to drink, I will do it."

"No need to."

Cheng Shuyan turned his gaze to Yun Fanfan, and said with a smile, "Since the teacher wants me to do it, then the teacher will just watch it."

After finishing speaking, he directly took the hand of the cloud.

Take her to the kitchen.

A group of servants looked at their backs, confused.

Since Miss Ruan came, the young master has changed like a person.

There are dried flowers in the kitchen, which are used to make scented tea.

Cheng Shuyan found a place for Yun Fanfan to sit and do it himself.

Yun Fan was lying on the table in front of him, looking at Cheng Shuyan.

Cheng Shuyan's movements were a bit awkward, sometimes he would bump into bottles and jars, and a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the kitchen.

Despite this, he was not in a hurry, as if he didn't know much about this kind of thing, but he couldn't be bothered.

Gradually, his movements became proficient.

The water on the stove was also boiling, and he opened the glass cover, the mist was lingering, and his face was suddenly shrouded in that layer of smoke.

Put the petals, put the special flower sauce, filter it with water, and then soak again.

After finishing it, he held the scented tea and placed it beside Yunfanfan.

There was a little expectation on his face. The mist just now seemed to have turned into tiny drops of water, his eyelashes became darker, and a faint blush appeared on his face.

When Yun Fanpan took it, he saw the back of his hand.

The back of his hand was so white that the blue veins on it could be seen, and it was red.

He didn't make a sound from start to finish, and he didn't even know when it was hot.

Cheng Shuyan didn't care at all. He took a spoon in the kitchen and stirred the scented tea to speed up the cooling time of the scented tea.

After a while, he said, "Teacher, try it."

Yun Fan raised his cup and took a sip.

The sweet smell permeated the whole mouth.

The taste is different from last time. The scented tea is very sweet and greasy, just like boiled water with a lot of sugar added.

Yun Fan raised his head and saw Cheng Shuyan looking at him expectantly, like a kid asking for praise.

Yun Fan swaggered and drank the whole cup.

After that, he gave Cheng Shuyan a thumbs up and praised him without hesitation: "It's delicious."

"is it?"

Cheng Shuyan's expression was a little puzzled.

Yun Fan felt that he might not have been praised by anyone before, so he felt sorry for him and nodded again: "Yes."

Cheng Shuyan smiled happily.

But there was a bad light deep in the eyes.

He made it so sweet on purpose, just to see her reaction.

His teacher has always been honest in front of him, and has always said what he thinks.

But now, she lied.

Cheng Shuyan felt that he was really bad, but he had never wanted someone so strongly.

Just be good to her, just look at her.

Let her only see him.