in her heart vibrated, as if touched by an invisible hand.Not until the noodles settled did Si Yechen let go of his hand, "Sorry.""It's fine." Ou Yan looked away, her face still flushed.The first two...Chapter 193was the blue sky and white clouds drifting by.This old tea tree is a wild tea tree. It produces tender new leaves every year before Qingming Festival. Although the yield isn't large, the tea brewed fr...