[Look at the orange flowers over there, those chrysanthemums you planted by yourself.]

[…]

Beitang Yaori tightened her in her arms as if she was recalling something beautiful, so that she could relax in a comfortable position.

[You like to drink chrysanthemum tea the most, and you often cook chrysanthemum tea leaves and cook them for me to drink.]

[…]

The corners of your lips raised slightly, and there was a hint of sweetness in your tone: [Have I praised you, the chrysanthemum tea you cooked is very delicious.]

[…]

When did the familiar faint chrysanthemum scent on her body disappear?

Under the sun, the rocking chair swayed gently, and Beitang Yaori talked about everything about the picture she could see in front of her.

However, the person in his arms is still as quiet as before.

[Di Shao, Chrysanthemum Tea.]

Su Ruirui brought the chrysanthemum tea that had just been cooked and placed on the exquisite glass table.

Looking at Lin Nuanxi who looked like this, Su Ruirui sighed with pain.

[Try it, these are the new chrysanthemums you selected and the fried new chrysanthemum tea you made last time.]

Beitang Yaori picked up the cup and blew it gently. The temperature was not cold or hot, so he pressed the cup to her lips.

[Open mouth.]

[…]

[The action I feed you when I eat, open your mouth and you want to eat.]

Let Lin Nuanxi stutter and have a meal. Beitang Yaori demonstrated herself, and then opened her mouth with her hands. After repeating this action many times, her body had a natural reaction—

As soon as she touches the spoon, she will slowly open her mouth.

Beitang Yaori held the cup and pressed it against her lips for a while, and his ears were extremely patient in his teaching words over and over again.

Lin Nuanxi slowly blinked amber eyes and opened her mouth slightly.

Only then did Beitang Yaori deliver the warm chrysanthemum tea to her mouth little by little.

Lin Nuanxi took only one sip and obviously closed her mouth and refused the sweet chrysanthemum tea.

[ What's wrong?]

Beitang Yaori moved the cup to his lips and took a sip. The taste was the same as what he had drunk before, but it lacked the familiar fragrance.

Turning the cup, Beitang Yaori saw purple roses carved on the exquisite tea cup.

——!!!

As soon as the eyebrows gathered, Beitang Yaori's face sank.

Didn’t he order Leng Zhao to replace everything with rose flowers!

[Mr. Di, this set of tea cups was specially bought by Miss Rose when you went to Tibet...]

The body in his arms trembled suddenly!

Beitang Yaori subconsciously lowered her head and looked at Lin Nuanxi's reaction. It seemed that she was just an hallucination just now, and now she was as quiet as before.

The feeling of physical contact is that she will not lie. Just now, her body did have a natural reaction.

Beitang Yaori threw the teacup hard: [Anything that has roses is not allowed to appear in Black Swan Castle!]

[Yes, it's Master Di, I'll do it now!]

Su Ruirui cursed in her heart, how could she forget that Master Di once said to destroy everything with rose patterns?

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[Master Ling,Master Xi.]

Ling Huaxi knew that Beitang Yaori brought Lin Nuanxi back to Black Swan Castle, so he rushed here as soon as possible.

When he saw that Lin Nuanxi was still the quiet baby without anger, his heart was so painful.
Chapter completed!