亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

“It’s okay, I was just worried you might damage the book, it’s very important.” Si Tijin’s slender hands gently picked up the book, and as her sleeves slid down, her beautiful red agate bracelet made her wrist look as white as snow.

Lin Gantang looked at her in the aquamarine Hanfu matched with a Yunji hairstyle, admiration rising in her eyes: “Miss Si looks so beautiful, this is the first time I’m seeing you up close.”

Lin Gantang suddenly remembered the red-dressed woman she had seen on the way back from Mount Qinghe with Wen Yanqing the last time. Now that she thought about it, could it have been Si Tijin?

She couldn’t help but examine the clothing on her, the auspicious cloud embroidery was extremely beautiful. She wondered where such fine and exquisite workmanship came from.

Yin Zhen, seeing her interest in Si Tijin’s dress, said, “Tijin is a Hanfu enthusiast, I suspect she doesn’t have any modern clothes in her wardrobe.”

Si Tijin smiled sweetly, “Hanfu makes one look especially like a fairy, doesn’t it? Gantang, don’t you think my new dress looks good?”

After speaking, she twirled in front of her.

“It looks very nice, it suits Miss Si particularly well,” Lin Gantang complimented.

With a smile, Si Tijin’s gaze gently fell upon her.

Feeling scrutinized, Lin Gantang couldn’t help touching her own face, “Why are you looking at me, Miss Si?”

“Because you’re pretty too,” Si Tijin said.

At this point, Yin Zhen couldn’t listen any longer, feeling embarrassed, “Enough, you two women praising each other’s looks, that’s enough you two.”

Si Tijin placed the book back into the drawer and locked it, then went to the tea station to prepare tea, her movements as graceful and picturesque as flowing clouds and water.

Soon, the room was filled with the fragrance of tea.

Si Tijin poured a cup for both Yin Zhen and Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang, smelling the fragrant tea in her cup and taking a sip, found the taste lingering on her lips and teeth, and without realizing it, she finished her cup.

Perhaps it was the warmth of the tea, but after drinking, she felt her body warm and cozy.

Yin Zhen tried the tea and asked, “Tijin, what kind of tea is this? My mum would definitely like it, where can I buy it?”

“It’s from a wild tea tree in the mountains that I transplanted into the yard,” Si Tijin refilled Lin Gantang’s cup. “The tree is small, so there isn’t much tea to harvest. After processing, there’s only about two ounces, and this is the last of it.”

Yin Zhen felt a bit of regret; such good tea was nowhere to be bought.

“Last time I was here you didn’t brew this for me, turns out I’m enjoying Gantang’s benefits,” Yin Zhen put down her empty cup.

“The Da Hong Pao I brewed for you last time is also a treasure,” Si Tijin poured her another cup. “You drink tea as if a cow is chewing peonies; you know nothing about appreciating aroma and flavor, it’s wasted on you.”

“Why all the fuss? Isn’t it enough to taste the fragrance in one’s mouth?” Yin Zhen retorted.

Lin Gantang heard this and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Look, Gantang is laughing at you,” said Si Tijin, who hadn’t drunk any tea, lifting the cup to her nose to smell the rich fragrance before gently placing it down.

Yin Zhen, ignoring her teasing, asked her, “What have you been doing lately? Since the Spring Festival, you’ve hardly left Mount Qinghe.”

Me?” Si Tijin replied, “I have been learning code programming.”

Yin Zhen almost spat out her tea, “Why on earth are you learning that? If you said embroidery or playing the guzheng, I might believe you.”

“Guzheng and needlework are so simple, do I even need to learn them?” Si Tijin added more to her cup: “Programming is quite difficult, I’ve been studying for almost half a year, and I’m just getting the hang of it.”

“Do you plan to master it?” asked Yin Zhen, feeling it was unnecessary, “You’re not going to be a programmer, and if you don’t plan to go in that direction, learning the basics should suffice.”

“Anyway, I have free time, just looking for something to do.”

Seeing that she wanted to drink more tea, Si Tijin took her teacup away, “You’ve had three cups, that’s enough.”