He was driven utterly mad

  Filled with water, plugged in electricity, I will keep swirling in the sea of doubts and questions.

  Hua Jing's gaze lingered faintly, and she glanced at me with a warning implication - don't ask more.

  Don't ask if you don't want to know.

  "Your Chinese is very good." While brewing tea, I asked, also to ease the awkwardness, my eyes sneaked a peek at the electronic clock on the wall.

  It's midnight, I still have three hours, think of a way to get rid of Hua Jingyan.

  Hua Jingyan stared at me with a gaze as sharp as a camera lens, monitoring my every move. I wouldn't dare spit a mouthful of saliva into his tea either.

  "Green tea, black tea or white tea?" As I said that, I picked up a pack of black tea. When Westerners refer to tea, they usually mean black tea.

  "Red tea." Hua Jingyan's response was within my expectations.

  "Do you want milk?" I asked again. The school also has afternoon tea, but none of these teas have milk added, and students add it according to their own needs. Liang Suyi doesn't like adding milk or sugar. Le Xiayu likes to add both milk and sugar, and is teased by Liang Suyi for being a Hong Kong-style milk tea.

  I drink more coffee, especially after a night shift, and I need five or six cups of coffee to get through the day's study.

  "It's not needed."

  Hua Jing Yan curiously watched my movements.

  After leaving the tea bag for two or three minutes, I threw away the tea bag. Just as Hua Jingyan thought I was going to hand her the teacup, I took out another cup from the cabinet, put it in the sink, and then held up the brewed red tea, skillfully tilting it, and the red tea poured into the empty cup like a long rainbow.

  I repeated it several times, and immediately the tea fragrance overflowed, filling the entire kitchen.

  "What... are you doing?" Hua Jingyan asked, rubbing her nose, her face as ugly as a turd.

  "Pull tea." I said with a deliberately casual tone.

  Pulling tea was a small trick taught by the boss when I worked in a cake shop.

  The red tea used in small shops is generally inexpensive and of poor quality. Pulling the tea can help bring out the aroma of the red tea, reduce its acidity, and make it taste more harmonious. Moreover, during the process of pulling the tea, the temperature is lowered, allowing customers to drink it directly without getting scalded.

  Of course, this process will absolutely not be seen by customers.

  Otherwise, everyone's expression would be as ugly as Huajingyan just now.

  After listening to my explanation, Hua Jingyan's eyebrows relaxed, but instead became furrowed so deeply that they could pinch a bee's thin legs, and her heart suddenly sank.

  "This is an Oriental way of cooling off. Don't worry, I haven't put anything else in it." I explained hastily, "Smell, isn't the fragrance much stronger than before?"

  To prove myself right, I held the teacup in front of Hua Jingyan's face.

  Hua Jing lowered her head and sniffed her nose closely.

  The room is filled with the fragrance of tea, can't he smell it? What a pity that sharp and straight nose.

  "I didn't cheat you, did I?" I curved the corners of my mouth and gazed at Hua Jingyan with an honest expression, but the dog-legged look on my face made even myself feel a chill.

  "Can cook, can make tea......Just right for a family that lacks an obedient servant." Hua Jing's eyes flashed with a hint of abnormality.

  "What?" I remained calm on the surface, but my heart had already wailed in grief! Compared to the word "servant", "obedient" pierced my eardrums even more.

  I'm willing to listen to anyone's words.

  I suppressed a smile, opened the drawer, took out a coffee cup and poured the red tea from the teacup into it.

  The upper-class society is particularly particular, even drinking boiled water has a glass cup for boiled water, drinking juice uses a juice cup, drinking milk uses a milk cup, and the cups for beer, whiskey, and red wine are completely different.

  According to different teas, tea sets, tea utensils and teacups are also divided into different categories.

  In the Presidential Suite, there are basically all kinds of cups available.

  Like a noble young master who is used to paying attention to the details of life, holding a coffee cup and drinking tea would surely drive him crazy!

  I couldn't help but secretly smile to myself.

  When Hua Jingyan handed me the cup holder, Du Ruolan's eyes gazed at me with deep meaning.