Chapter 721 Lovely Old Commander Zhao 2

"Pfft!" Chu Muyue couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing while hiding behind Xiao Junyan.

Hearing the laughter, Mr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, followed the prestige, and saw Chu Muyue sticking out his head behind Xiao Mengyun, and immediately blinked his old eyes.

"This, this, this..." Commander Zhao pointed at Chu Muyue, then looked up at Xiao Junyan, looking like he was begging for an explanation.

Xiao Junyan glanced at Commander Zhao coolly, but didn't answer his words. He turned his head to look at Chu Muyue who was covering her mouth and snickering behind her, and took her hand and sat on the sofa.

Then, he turned around and walked to the cabinet on the side, took out a small iron box from a box, and opened the lid.

Mr. Zhao kept his eyes on Chu Muyue. When he came to his senses and turned to look at Xiao Junyan, he let out a cry like a slaughtering pig.

Chu Muyue couldn't help but cover her ears and turned to look at Mr. Zhao.

"Xiao Junyan, you bastard, how dare you steal my treasure!" Mr. Zhao hurriedly ran out from the desk, wanting to grab what Xiao Junyan was holding, but Xiao Junyan dodged it and put it in a teacup , poured hot water quickly.

Mr. Zhao quickly turned around and tried to stop him. Xiao Junyan had already sent a box in front of him and quickly grabbed it with both hands.

Xiao Junyan glanced at Mr. Zhao, took the cup, walked to Chu Muyue's side, and handed the cup to the coffee table in front of her, "The Dahongpao on the mother tree is delicious!"

"Huh?" When Chu Muyue heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

He has been following Dongfang Sheng, and he has been studying the inheritance of Xuanyi, and he has also dabbled in tea art.

Tasting tea is also a way to calm down, so Chu Muyue also learned the art of making tea and gradually fell in love with the tea ceremony.

"I've never drunk it before!" Chu Muyue smiled.

Xiao Junyan's tone was gentle and generous, as if the tea belonged to him, "You can come and drink it often!"

Mr. Zhao was touching the small iron box in his arms with distressed heart, and was sad, but when he heard Xiao Junyan's words, he immediately called out, "What!"

"Yayaya! Old Zhao, can you keep your voice down, I can hear you from thousands of miles away!" Ye Tianming's carefree voice came into the office, and he walked in right after.

Mr. Zhao suddenly turned his head and looked towards the door of the office, and saw Ye Tianming walking in with an evil smile.

Seeing Ye Tianming's smile, Elder Zhao's body trembled, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and his eyes widened, "Stinky boy, what are you doing here!"

Ye Tianming put his hands in his pockets, sat on the sofa, and said to Mr. Zhao with a smile, "Old Zhao, why are you so surprised! I just see that you always feel lonely by yourself. You My grandson is not here either, so I just wanted to... accompany you and have a chat!"

"Talk about your size!" Mr. Zhao held the small iron box in his arms tightly with both hands, and stared at him, "Every time you come, one of my treasures will be lost. Last time you came, my good wine will be gone." Come on, tell me! Was it robbed by you, a robber?"

"Pfft!" Chu Muyue couldn't help laughing again, holding the teacup in both hands, feeling very funny.

Who is this Ye Tianming? How could he make the old commander so angry and crazy?

Ye Tianming touched his nose, looking very embarrassed, and smiled, "You waited for a long time, and you became thirsty, so you just took a few sips, I didn't expect that you would be gone all at once without drinking it! "