The Son-In-Law of The Wastrel

In the study room filled with tea fragrance, Tang Xiu took a seat on a soft sofa while watching Tang Han, who was busy preparing tea with some snacks. Deep inside, he felt warm even though they only had a few exchanges in the outside previously, but it then changed into a warm chat after they came into the study room.

"How about tasting Pu'er tea, Brother?" after taking a seat across Tang Xiu, Tang Han asked with a smile.

Tang Xiu picked up the small teacup and sipped. Then he gently nodded and sighed, "Tea lovers are always interested in tasting the tea, sipping it while keeping the fragrant aftertaste in their mouths. Speaking about it, this tea is really great, big sis."

With eyes lit up, Tang Han raised her thumb and praised, "You're really worthy as an outstanding student of Shanghai University, Brother. Words flow from your mouth like the polished pen of a master. Anyways, I'll give you the rest of the best Pu'er tea later if you like it."