the voice outside paused for a while, seemingly hesitating. Then the waiter knocked on the door as scheduled, breaking the silence of the box again.

Duanxueqing's eyebrows have long frowned. She was silent for a long time, and the second knock sounded again. This may be the waiter's last attempt. Duanxueqing is a family member of the big boss of the teahouse. In other words, she is also a person who can grasp her career destiny and push the door without authorization. She doesn't have the courage.

Duanxueqing slowly stood up and walked up to open the door of the box. The smiling face of the man outside first came into his eyes.

He is very handsome. Both his height and appearance meet the aesthetic standards of Chinese women. In particular, his smile can always give people a feeling of sunshine - completely opposite to duanxueqing's temperament as an iceberg beauty. The ironed black shirt is very straight, the cuffs are rolled up and folded to the elbows, and the casual pants are matched with thick mountaineering boots. It is serious and uninhibited, with freedom and self-control coexisting.

"Hello!" The man politely raised his right hand and greeted with a smile on his face.

"Miss, this gentleman said you sent him over." The waiter's little sister looked at Duan Xueqing's face nervously and said.

"Yes!" The corner of the man's mouth bent upward, showing his white teeth, and he laughed.

It's you, Duan Xueqing, thinking gloomily. Just now, she was just worried that he accidentally stepped on the wrong place and fell into the water. As a result, the man mistakenly thought he had let him up.

He wanted to tell the truth, but duanxueqing couldn't bear to look at his bright smile. All men have a good face. Duan Xueqing heard her mother often say this sentence. How embarrassed he would be if he was exposed on the spot!

Duanxueqing nodded in a strange way. Then she hesitated for a moment and said faintly, "come in!" With that, Duan Xueqing turned to her seat.

"Thank you!" Before the man came in, he bowed to the waiter's little sister and thanked her. Then he strode in and closed the door.

He was a little familiar. He sat directly opposite Duan Xueqing and laughed.

Duan Xueqing actually wanted him to come in and sit down first. Later, she found a reason to send him away. However, the man didn't play cards according to common sense and didn't talk. He just looked at her and laughed, making Duan Xueqing a little uncomfortable. She put down the book in her hand, frowned and asked, "what are you laughing at?"

"I say, we can't meet without fighting?" The man still laughed. He made a gesture, which meant to ask Duan Xueqing whether he was allowed to pour tea.

Duanxueqing took two deep breaths, and nodded. Then, she looked at the man across the street who was skillfully washing cups and making tea, and said, "don't misunderstand, just told you not to stand on it, it's dangerous."

"Oh! Really?" The man looked a little embarrassed, but then he smiled brightly, "then I'm another abrupt beauty! Sorry, sorry, if I disturb you, I'll leave now." He sat there without any intention of leaving.

Duanxueqing looked cold, but not heartless. She picked up the book in her hand and continued to read it. Without raising her head, she said a few words faintly: "no, drink tea." As usual, words are like gold.

The man didn't feel embarrassed at all. He just made tea by himself, then poured out the tea in Duan Xueqing's cup, refilled it, and pushed it to her side.

Duanxueqing didn't refuse. Between turning pages, she glanced gently at her placid eyes, then stretched out her left hand, pinched the purple sand teacup with her thumb and index finger, and drank it in one gulp. There was no comment, just like nothing happened, she put down her glass and continued to read the book in her hand.

The man was more calm than her. After refilling Duan Xueqing with a cup of tea, he poured and drank it himself.

The box was as quiet as ever, with only a slight sound of tea cups rising and falling, but it didn't seem very abrupt. Duanxueqing almost forgot the existence of the man opposite. It seemed that she was still sitting alone in the box, but the tea would fill up automatically.

It's too quiet. It's a little strange.

I don't know why, this man is different from other men. He didn't talk to Duan Xueqing on his own, nor did he feel uncomfortable because of Duan Xueqing's disregard. He is like another owner of this box. He makes water and tea by himself. His movements are skilled and free. He looks like an old master who has been immersed in tea art for many years. Even if he looks slow and not in a hurry, he will mistakenly think that he is a teacher.

Only when the water boiled, the man raised his head with a smile, did not disturb, but gently stared at Duan Xueqing's cold and gorgeous face.

This vision did not bring much trouble to duanxueqing, because the man opposite looked at her, and it was not like looking at a beautiful opposite sex, but as if she had become a wonderful work of art, each radian was exquisite and delicate, and it was always necessary to ponder it carefully, so as to appreciate the thrilling beauty.

Since there is no influence, Duan Xueqing is the man opposite doesn't exist, and she doesn't bother to think about how to drive away each other. Anyway, his tea making skills are not bad, so she doesn't have to do it by herself.

Duanxueqing usually stays in the teahouse for one morning, and she still has to go home for lunch. Although Duan's mother basically doesn't cook, and the nanny is cooking, after Duan Xueqing comes back, she still needs to accompany her mother more to make up for her unfilial determination to work in Yangcheng at that time.

At 11:30, Duan Xueqing closed the books in her hand and began to pack things - not much, and four books were stuffed into her backpack.

"Are you going back?" The man stood up, stretched and tilted his mouth, revealing his trademark sunny smile.

Duan Xueqing glanced at him, kept silent, and just nodded.

"Haha, OK, I'm going back, too. Thank you for your hospitality today!" The man said with a smile. Duan Xueqing's height of nearly 1.7 meters is very high among girls, and the man is only half a head higher than her, but it's enough for him to look down on Duan Xueqing a little.

What kind of entertainment? Duanxueqing never thought of entertaining him at all.

However, due to duanxueqing's character, she didn't argue, but lightly carried her schoolbag.

"Oh! I remember!" The man patted his head, as if he had really forgotten it, and laughed, "I haven't introduced myself yet! My last name is Bai Tingyuan, and I'm a wedding photographer. Oh, by the way, Ting is the court of the imperial court, and Yuan is the yuan you think of Yuan Fang. Ha ha!" As he spoke, he laughed happily.

Duan Xueqing didn't laugh, and her smile was not so low. However, she didn't continue to speak coldly, but said her name faintly: "Duan Xueqing."

Duan Xueqing didn't like this man, but she didn't hate him. She kept a certain distance and didn't refuse him.

Later, Duan Xueqing didn't say the fourth word any more and didn't answer again. She passed by Bai Tingyuan lightly, leaving only a faint fragrance like mint.

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