First Lesson
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Zhou Xiaoli knew that Yuan Zhengchun was not really angry, so she was not afraid at all.
She walked into the courtyard and asked, "Aiyaya, Master dotes on me so much. Why would you bear to punish me?"
"Hmph." Yuan Zhengchun could not help but snort. He stood at the door with his hands behind his back. His face was stern, but there was no anger in the depths of his eyes. "You're glib-tongued."
Zhou Xiaoli chuckled and said, "I'm telling the truth. Doesn't Master dote on me the most? How can that be considered as being glib-tongued?"
Then, she waved the oilcloth bag in her hand. "I brought you the good tea I mentioned today. I'll make you a cup now to offer tea as an apology. How about that?"
When he heard that it was good tea, Yuan Zhengchun wanted to scold her with a straight face, but he couldn't. "You little girl, you're so cheeky. You know that I love a cup of good tea, so you are bribing me with tea leaves."