C438 What a Conniving Child

Faang Yang chuckled. He didn't pay attention to Liu Jiaomei's words at all. He directly picked up the teacup in front of him and savored it.

"En, good tea!" Green, fragrant, sweet, beautiful. If I guessed correctly, it should be this year's spring tea leaves. "

"I can't believe it, you actually have such good eyesight. This is indeed the spring tea for today. My grandpa gave it to me