I like you, my nature is hard to change

Chapter252
He Jia and Lin Wei looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't understand the meaning of gratitude to them in Qiangwei's eyes.

Then He Jia asked, "What have you prepared?"

"For tea, black mountain black tea, Nanshan white tea, and British scented tea are suitable for the two beauties. For coffee, there are cappuccino, macchiato, blue mountain coffee, caramel macchiato, and fruit juice. There are watermelon juice, mango juice, kiwi juice, peach juice, Nara cherry wine, rosé wine, champagne sparkling wine, and milk tea milkshakes, etc.” Qiangwei suddenly became professional, her eyes focused and He looked at He Jia and Lin Wei seriously and said.

He Jia and Lin Wei were stunned. They thought they would only have some simple drinks, but who would have thought that there would be so many and such a complete set, and Qiangwei introduced the drinks as if they were a professional selling drinks to them. There is nothing they can't think of, only he can't do it.

"What do you drink?" He Jia couldn't make up his mind, and turned to ask Lin Wei, because she felt that those names seemed to be delicious, and she wanted to have a drink.

"I, I don't know, there are so many." Lin Wei shook her head, her inner thoughts were the same as He Jia's, with so many different drinks, just hearing the names made her very excited.

"Otherwise, I'll bring up all of them, and the two beauties will taste it. If it's delicious, I'll remove the others and make a new one from the one you selected." Qiangwei suggested, as long as She is a friend of the young lady, so she must treat her well, otherwise when the young lady's friend runs away, she will be blamed for not receiving him well.

He Jia and Lin Wei looked at each other again, is it so scary?All up?In fact, neither He Jia nor Lin Wei thought that all the drinks that Qiangwei mentioned were ready, so they were a little embarrassed when they said that.

The two of them could only turn their eyes to Mo Zishu who was beside them, but it seemed that their elder sister Mo was talking to the butler grandpa.

"I want a macchiato." He Jia gritted his teeth and chose a cup of coffee that he hadn't tried before.

Lin Wei thought for a while and said to Qiangwei, "I want Yingpu scented tea."

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." Qiangwei nodded, made a note, turned and entered the back hall.

At this time, Mo Zishu was asking where Old Fu was.

"Uncle Fu, where's the old man?" Mo Zishu held a cup of green tea in her hand, and the white porcelain cup was still filled with smoke, exuding a faint tea fragrance.

"The old man is upstairs in the studio, and he may not come down for a while." Lao Fu looked at the spiral staircase beside him and said.

"I'll go up first, take these things and cook them. Bring the fire to a boil, boil it slowly for 10 minutes and bring it up. Let Qiangwei take Jiajia and Weiwei to go around the back mountain. We will stay here for lunch at noon." Mo Zishu explained to Lao Fu before getting up, then turned to He Jia and Lin Wei and said, "Don't be too restrained, just treat it as your own home, Qiangwei will take you to the back mountain to play later, okay?" Have fun, relax."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zishu got up and walked upstairs.

He Jia and Lin Wei nodded, and then sat on the sofa again, motionless, not daring to look around.

Old Fu went to the back hall and saw He Jia and Lin Wei who were tense and restrained, and could not help comforting him: "You two guests don't need to be so restrained, just listen to the lady and treat this place as your own home."

Then he took the medicinal materials and went to the kitchen in the back hall.

Once Lao Fu left, He Jia and Lin Wei were obviously much more relaxed, and the breath that they didn't dare to breathe loudly became smoother.

He Jia sighed heavily, patted her chest to breathe, she turned to Lin Wei and said, "Oh my God, I didn't expect that Sister Mo's adoptive father's house is so luxurious, it's too scary."

"That's right, Sister Mo's adoptive father should be a well-known figure in Continent R. As far as I know, buying a mountain in Continent R is definitely not something ordinary people can do. Continent R's system is different from that of our country. It’s different in other countries, they don’t have any chair system, although I don’t really understand it, but it’s like this anyway.” Lin Wei didn’t know how to explain it, but it’s just that it’s awesome anyway.

He Jia looked at Lin Wei in amazement, and then nodded. Only now did she dare to look around blatantly. The tense atmosphere just now was like an exam in an examination room, a bit depressing.

"Sister Mo's house also has a stove. The style of their house is a combination of Chinese and Western styles, which is a bit similar to ours." He Jia said, looking at the stove in the most conspicuous place in the middle of the hall. I just noticed this retro stove, especially the pair of large antlers on the stove, it's hard not to notice it.

"Yeah, that antler is so realistic." Lin Wei said in agreement.

"You two beauties, the antlers are real." Qiangwei appeared in the lobby with the drinks of He Jia and Lin Wei at this time, and she continued after hearing their conversation.

He Jia and Lin Wei were taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked at Qiangwei.

"That antler was hunted by our young lady and Miss Xiaomeng together, and the antler was taken off as a souvenir." Qiangwei explained to He Jia and Lin Wei while putting drinks in front of them.

"Miss Xiaomeng? Is it the daughter of Sister Mo's adoptive father?" He Jia asked. She and Lin Wei haven't seen what Sister Mo's adoptive father looks like until now. Miss Xiaomeng belongs to Sister Mo's adoptive father. As for the daughter, is it true that Sister Mo is not favored in this family, that's why Sister Mo's adoptive father didn't come out to greet her?

All of a sudden, He Jia had a lot of strange ideas in his mind, which formed a series of bitterness.

"No." Qiangwei shook her head and said, pouring a cup of British scented tea for Lin Wei behind her. The pink petals floated from the transparent glazed teapot along with the smoky tea into the glazed teacup, creating a refreshing fragrance of flowers. Let it out.

"Oh, why didn't you see Miss Xiaomeng?" He Jia continued to ask, she always felt that there was some story in it.

Qiangwei paused for a moment with her hand on the teapot, then she didn't speak, she just shook her head with a smile, her expression remained as calm as before.

Qiangwei's subtle actions were not noticed by He Jia and Lin Wei.

"You two beauties, use water first, and I'll get you some snacks." Qiangwei got up and returned to the back kitchen with a tray.

"You smell so good, you look so good." He Jia held the macchiato, but her eyes fell on the scented tea in front of Lin Wei. There was a pink shimmer in the glass teapot, perhaps because it was made of glass. It's hard to see what kind of scented tea is inside, but occasionally the rippling waves will sparkle and shine, which is very beautiful.

"Do you want to try it?" Lin Wei pushed the teacup in front of He Jia and said.

He Jia nodded without coddling, put down the coffee in her hand and drank Lin Wei's scented tea.

She took a sip gently, and the moment the scented tea entered her mouth, a strong fragrance of flowers burst out, as if she was in the sea of ​​flowers at that moment, the fragrance of flowers was not strong but very fragrant.

"Delicious." He Jia said appreciatively.

Then the two started to drink tea and coffee, while waiting for Mo Zishu.

At this time, Mo Zishu had already arrived at the door of the studio. Even though she had been away for five years, she still knew the layout inside the back of her hand, and she didn't feel any strangeness.

"Duk tuk." Mo Zishu raised her hand and knocked on the studio door.

"Come in." The old man sitting in front of the drawing board paused for a moment with his palm just stained with dye, but he didn't turn his head and said.

Mo Zishu pushed the door open, closed the door gently, and walked lightly behind the old man.

"I'm back." Although the old man didn't turn his head back, he knew who it was by his feeling. But while he was talking, he was still drawing seriously, and the skin color dye on the paintbrush in his hand was smearing on the drawing paper. .

"Yeah." Mo Zishu responded softly, looking around the studio with her eyes, she still remembered here a few years ago, the lighting in this studio was the best place in the whole villa, every time there was sunshine, it would illuminate Come in, it is gentle and not irritating, especially warm, giving people a very comfortable feeling, and the current studio, the whole environment is dark and gloomy. This one was used, and the rest were covered with white cloth. There were some oil paintings and sketches on the walls, some of which were made by her here, some were by the old man, and some were by Xiaomeng. The copy was painted by Baili Xian, and it was too ugly to be seen.

"Look at what I'm drawing." The old man was painting quietly, his eyes focused on the drawing paper.

"The photo frame on the antlers is gone." Mo Zishu didn't answer the old man's question, but said something else to the old man.

Listening to Mo Zishu's painting, the old man paused again with his palm holding the paintbrush, but he stopped drawing after this pause. A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a sense of relief appeared in his eyes.

"You still remember." The old man said with a sigh. He put down the brush and looked at the content on the drawing paper in front of him with nostalgia and kindness in his eyes. On it were two little girls arm in arm. There was a bright smile on his face, exactly the same as the two little girls in the photo frame placed on the antlers before, but the background was pure white and quiet.

"Yes." Mo Zishu responded quietly.

"I'll give you acupuncture treatment in a while." Mo Zishu said to the old man with some distress. She walked to the window and stretched out her hand to open the curtain in front of her.

The old man was wearing sunglasses, but Mo Zishu suddenly opened the curtains, and the sunlight that came in still made him a little uncomfortable, but he could clearly see the tall and thin figure standing in the backlight.