"Baby."

Zhang Jingyu suddenly stops changing shoes and looks at Gu Nianjia.

As soon as his eyes brightened, he crooked his neck and raised his eyebrows in response to Zhang Jingyu, "what's the matter with the teacher?"

"How many games do you want to play?" Zhang Jingyu leaned on the shoe cabinet and looked at mindfulness with a smile on his lips.

The eyes under the glasses are narrow, long and deep, with a hint of smile. They look sinister and evil.

Gu Nianjia automatically replaced those comic book owners she had seen.

Somehow, the heart strange, want to let Zhang Jingyu come back, come back to sit beside her to play with her a few games, she said from the heart, "well, anyway, you have come."

After the promise, I don't think I should.

It's contradictory. She's going to be bored to death by her own contradictions.

"Good."

Zhang Jingyu nods gently, takes off the shoe he put on, and sits down beside Gu Nianjia.

Thinking of what Jia thought, she suddenly stood up and ran to the kitchen.

"I'll make you some tea," he said as he ran

Soon she moved out of the kitchen a set of tea utensils, teapots, tea cups and so on. The teacups were the special ones for tea tasting.

Zhang Jingyu is very interested in watching Gu Nianjia tumble, boiling water and washing cups. There are different models.

When he reached for the tea, he pointed to it and asked, "what kind of tea is this?"

"My little uncle gave me Pu'er tea and said that I had a good drink. I went to learn tea making techniques for the tea my little uncle gave me."

A teacake. She put half of it in the pot.

Let Zhang Jingyu have doubts about her special tea making technology, frown and ask, "so where did you learn this tea making technology?"

"Online," said Gu Nianjia

During the chat time, Gu Nianjia made a pot of tea, poured out a cup of tea first, and handed it to Zhang Jingyu with both hands, "taste it, my sister-in-law said I made it well."

She can't wait for Zhang Jingyu to comment on her tea.

When Zhang Jingyu takes the cup, she looks up at him, "how about it?"

Zhang Jing meets min for a sip of tea, looks up at Jia's expectant eyes, smiles, nods and says, "it's not bad."

Just a little more tea That's too much.

But he thought she didn't want to hear what was behind her, so let's just forget it.

He then took a few more sips and put down the cup.

Gu Nianjia poured it on him again, and she poured herself a drink.

Zhang Jingyu looked at her and asked, "do you like tea?"

"I don't like it." "But tea is from my little uncle. I think it's good to drink," Gu Nianjia pursed

The smile on Zhang Jing's face disappeared gradually, and his eyes were still staring at him.

She did not seem to feel his eyes, and looked down at the tea in her hand.

After a while, he asked, "is your uncle very important to you?"

"Of course, it's important," Gu Nianjia nodded without hesitation

Said she turned to look at Zhang Jingyu, very serious expression and then said: "he is of great significance to my life, is my faith."

My favorite uncle in my life.

"Oh." Zhang Jingyu sips up at the corner of his mouth and looks away from his face.

The corner of the mouth sank, eyes swept to the tea cup on the table, and reached for it again.

The temperature was just right. He finished a cup of tea.

Gu Nianjia didn't notice Zhang Jingyu's mood change. He thought that Pu'er tea was greasy and could serve as a night companion. "Let's play games when I eat some more shrimps."

(Chapter 6, babies go to bed early, MMD)