C198 I Won't Make Fun of You

The boiling hot water flowed into the teapot, and the aroma of tea wafted out, quickly filling the entire teahouse.

This was a rarely seen quiet teahouse in the capital. Many students liked to sit here for half a day, ordering a pot of green spring water and a plate of delicious red bean cake to quietly read a book.

In a booth separated by beaded curtains, two young men sat facing each other