Chapter 708: Lovely Zhao old 2

"Puff!" Chu Muyue couldn't hold back anymore, hiding behind Xiao Junyan, and snorted.

Hearing the laughter, Zhao Lao was taken aback. After walking around, he saw Chu Muyue with his head sticking out behind Xiao Mengyun, and immediately blinked a pair of old eyes.

"This, this..." Commander Zhao pointed at Chu Muyue, then looked up at Xiao Junyan, his eyes asking for explanation.

Xiao Junyan glanced at Commander Zhao coolly, but did not answer his words. He turned to look at Chu Muyue, who was secretly laughing behind him, and took her hand and sat on the sofa.

Then, he turned around and walked into the cabinet on one side, took out a small iron box from a box, and opened the lid.

Zhao Lao's eyes kept falling on Chu Muyue's body. When he recovered, he turned to look at Xiao Junyan, and he made a cry like a pig.

Chu Muyue couldn't help covering her ears and turned to look at Mr. Zhao.

"Xiao Junyan, you bastard, dare to steal Lao Tzu's baby!" Zhao Lao hurried out from the desk, trying to grab the things in Xiao Junyan's hands, but Xiao Junyan dodged and put it in a teacup. , Pour hot water quickly.

Old Zhao quickly turned around, wanting to stop him, Xiao Junyan had already sent a box in front of him, and quickly grabbed it with both hands.

Xiao Junyan glanced at Mr. Zhao, then took the cup, walked to Chu Muyue's side, and handed the tea cup to the coffee table in front of her, "The big red robe on the mother tree is delicious!"

"Huh?" Chu Muyue's eyes lit up when she heard it.

I have been following Dongfang Sheng, and have been learning the inheritance of the mysticism, tea art and so on.

Tasting tea is also a calming way, so Chu Muyue has also learned the craft of making tea, and gradually became fond of the tea ceremony.

"I have never drank it!" Chu Muyue smiled.

Xiao Junyan spoke softly and spoke very generously, as if the tea was his, "You can come and drink often!"

Zhao Lao was originally feeling the small iron box in his arms distressedly, and was feeling sad. Hearing Xiao Junyan's words, he immediately cried out, "What!"

"Ya-yah! Old Zhao, can you make your scream a little lower, I heard it all thousands of miles away!" Ye Tianming's silly voice entered the office, and he walked in after him.

Old Zhao suddenly turned his head, looked towards the door of the office, and saw Ye Tianming walk in with an evil smile.

Seeing Ye Tianming's smile, Old Zhao's body shuddered, and the muscles on his old face trembled slightly, staring, "Smelly boy, what are you doing!"

Ye Tianming put his hands in his pockets, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile to Mr. Zhao, "Old Zhao, why are you so surprised! I just see you always think you are lonely, you 'S grandson is not here either, just thinking... accompany you and chat!"

"Let’s talk about your size!" Old Zhao firmly held the small tin box in his arms with his hands, staring, "Every time you come, my baby must be one less. Last time you came, my good wine was gone. Yes, say! Did you **** it from the robber!"

"Puff!" Chu Muyue couldn't help but snorted again, holding the tea cup in both hands, just thinking it was funny.

Who is this Ye Tianming, and how could he provoke this old commander so angry and crazy?

Ye Tianming touched his nose, looking very embarrassed, he hehe smiled, "Wait for you to wait for a long time, and you were a little thirsty, so I drank a few mouthfuls. I didn't expect to drink it so casually, it would be gone! "