Yan Qingrui's hand reached to the teacup again. The young man waved his sleeves without any trace. The teapot rose flat and tilted automatically, and poured another cup of tea into the teacup.

A cup of bitter rain can make people feel boundless despair. Do this girl still need another cup?

He will satisfy her.

It is rare to be precious if you drink a cup and don’t despair about life. If you drink two cups and still fail to seek short-sightedness, it is unique.

After he made the bitter rain tea, no one dared to drink two cups.

Yan Qingrui didn't know that the young man had added another cup to her. At this moment, her expression was confused and confused, or her thoughts were not here, but in a distant and deep place.

She drank the cup of bitter rain tea in one fell swoop like a blank expression, and her eyes were full of energy.

The young man opened his eyes wide and looked at Yan Qingrui. He seemed to be trying to see every change and every subtle expression of her.

Yan Qingrui closed her eyes.

She sat there with her eyes closed, because she was covered with a scarf on her face and could not see her complexion. When her eyes closed, she could not see whether she was suffering or confused.

The young man was slightly surprised. Why did he close his eyes?

After Yan Qingrui closed her eyes, her hand still reached towards the teacup.

The young man was slightly surprised. After drinking two drinks, he still wants it? How dare he ask it?

She wants to fall into her own sorrow and never come out? Will she want to immerse herself in boundless sorrow and die in pain?

The young man hesitated for a moment, but when her hand touched the cup very quickly, he poured another cup for her.

A cup cannot be afforded by normal people.

Two cups are already the limit for people to bear, right?

What about three cups?

He had never drunk three drinks himself.

Yan Qingrui picked up the teacup and drank it all in one go.

A cup of tea, lightly tastes, and savors it slowly, and you taste life; but a cup of tea, and you drink it all in one go, and what do you taste?

Yan Qingrui's eyes were still closed, and then she sat there like that, not moving for a long time.

The young man waited for a while but still did not see any Yan Qingrui's moves. She no longer wanted to drink tea, but she did not make any sound. Her expression was covered by a veil and she could not see her eyes.

She just sat there like that, as quiet as a statue.

Quiet statues, peaceful statues, beautiful statues!

Half of the incense stick has passed, and one incense stick has passed...

The young man became unsure and said softly: "Hey?"

Could it be that she had died from menopause?

He didn't know what the consequences would be if he drank three cups of bitter rain tea.

The young man hurriedly stood up, stretched out his hand, and carefully approached Yan Qingrui's nose.

He was still a little conflicted and complicated. After all, he really didn't want to call this little girl dead, but just asked her to suffer. Don't be so greedy and so arrogant alone!

Besides, she wanted to drink the other two glasses herself. If she had one or two points of concentration, she would not dare to drink them again after taking the second sip.

But she didn't. She took the second sip. She was obviously sinking into her sadness, but she didn't notice it. She drank all the glass. She didn't stop after drinking it, and wanted to drink it. That's no wonder he was wrong.

His hand hesitated a little. If she was really dead, this matter would be a bit big. She was the one who got Feihong Order.

However, now that things have come to this point, I can only see it.
Chapter completed!