Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 85 Let's try making milk tea!
Liu Changcun and Ning Mengyao had just met during the day.

The other party took the initiative to mention that they had developed a new tea drink, and Liu Changcun, who already had a particular fondness for the lemon tea she made, did not refuse the other party's kindness.

They agreed to send a text message beforehand, and then he would personally deliver it to their door.

To his surprise, the other party came over that very day.

Moreover, he was not informed beforehand.

Ning Mengyao was a little out of breath. It had taken her thirty minutes to carry such a large bucket of tea all by herself and climb the stairs to the fourth floor. Before she could even knock on the door, she bumped into Liu Changcun, who was about to close it.

A smile appeared on his face, and for some reason, his tired feet found the strength to keep moving.

I quickened my pace upstairs until I stopped at the doorway.

"I've brought you some tea..."

Bright eyes were fixed on Liu Changcun, who was about to close the door, but out of the corner of her eye she keenly noticed the figure standing behind him.

The smile that had been on Ning Mengyao's face froze, and she stared at the other person with a blank expression.

An Zhaoran was also looking at her.

The two sides sized each other up, leaving Liu Changcun sandwiched between them.

There seemed to be a strange smell of gunpowder in the air.

Ning Mengyao looked into the room while carrying a large bucket of tea.

An Zhaoran turned slightly to look at the other person.

The two continued to stare at each other until Ning Mengyao was the first to look away.

"Give."

Ning Mengyao placed the large bucket in her hand next to the door and slowly lowered her face as she stood at the doorway.

She continued to mutter in her soft voice.

"I came over without telling you beforehand, mainly because I don't have much to do after get off work..."

"Thank you."

Liu Changcun responded by taking the large bucket that the other party handed him and carrying it inside.

He stepped aside and invited the other person into the house.

Regardless, Ning Mengyao walked for more than 30 minutes to get to her home, carrying such a large bucket of tea the whole way.

Out of politeness, you should at least offer someone a drink of water.

Looking at the fine beads of sweat on Ning Mengyao's forehead, one can imagine that she must have been exhausted from carrying the bucket of water all the way here.

An Zhaoran, who was standing behind her, narrowed her eyes slightly. She withdrew her gaze from Ning Mengyao and turned to look at Liu Changcun, who had given up his seat.

His hands clenched slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Seeing Liu Changcun turn to the side, Ning Mengyao, who was not visiting this house for the first time, immediately went inside.

They kindly closed the door for them, and with a bang, three people were standing in the small doorway.

Liu Changcun first took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of the two men. Then he carried the heavy bucket into the house.

Ning Mengyao took the first step and followed the departing man into the house.

As I passed in front of An Zhaoran, I secretly glanced at her.

He then quickly looked away.

An Zhaoran, who was also observing the other person, naturally noticed the woman's subtle movements.

Watching the figure walk towards Liu Changcun after entering the house, information about the other person involuntarily came to mind.

An Zhaoran still remembers the other person.

Although she didn't know the name of the woman carrying the large bucket, she clearly remembered seeing her talking to Liu Changcun when she went to the bookstore before.

A pitiful woman, devastated by a failed marriage...

These were the exact words Liu Changcun told her at the time.

With her eyes narrowed as she stared at the other person, An Zhaoran tightened her fist even more.

An uncontrollable sense of irritation arose within me, and the good mood I had initially enjoyed vanished without a trace.

Upon entering the room, Liu Changcun placed the large water bottle next to the water dispenser, then took a disposable cup and filled it with water from the dispenser.

Turning around, she saw Ning Mengyao had already caught up and handed her the cup.

"I didn't expect you to actually send it all the way here."

Taking the cup from the man, Ning Mengyao responded after hearing his words.

"Because it was already agreed upon..."

"You're being a bit too persistent."

In response, Liu Changcun's gaze passed over Ning Mengyao, who was drinking water in front of him, and turned to An Zhaoran, who had quietly wandered over nearby.

At this moment, she frowned slightly, carefully observing the two of them.

Seeing Liu Changcun looking at her, she quickly pretended not to care and turned away.

I looked up and saw a blank white wall.

Arms crossed over the chest.

Noticing An Zhaoran's little action, Liu Changcun smiled as he looked away, a moment that Ning Mengyao happened to capture.

Mistaking the other person for a smile, she felt happy and eager to speak.

"Won't you try some of my newly developed tea?"

"I'm a little thirsty, I'll have a drink."

Liu Changcun regained his normal expression, opened the large bucket next to him, squatted down and poured himself more than half a cup from the cup he had just placed next to the water dispenser, then stood up again and drank it all in one gulp.

Compared to the refreshing and delicious lemon tea, the newly developed tea has a slightly sweet aftertaste.

It's unclear how Ning Mengyao brewed it, but compared to tea brewed from ordinary tea leaves, the taste is much more palatable.

Liu Changcun wasn't particularly interested in tea made from tea leaves, but he found the tea made by Ning Mengyao to be quite good.

It's already at a level where it can open a store and operate.

Such a rating is not low.

In Liu Changcun's previous life, the tea beverage industry was booming, with major manufacturers launching new products every quarter to attract potential customers. The competition was so fierce it was unbelievable.

After arriving in this world, aside from the lemon tea that Ning Mengyao made herself, he would occasionally buy some sweet drinks near the children's school when he was working at the bookstore.

Without comparison, there is no difference. Compared to the lemon tea made by Ning Mengyao, the sweet drink sold from the carts around the school tastes two stories different.

It's not that Liu Changcun exaggerated; this really happened.

After all, the various flavors created through mixing are not only cloyingly sweet, but also make you want to drink plain water even more afterward.

It's supposed to be a beverage, but it doesn't quench your thirst; instead, it makes your throat even drier after you drink it.

However, Ning Mengyao's lemon tea did not have this drawback.

When slightly chilled, it not only has the fragrance of tea but also the taste of lemon. The combination of the two can relieve thirst and provide a delightful experience for the taste buds.

Liu Changcun had drunk it many times. Whenever he finished his lemon tea, he couldn't help but want to drink it again whenever he had free time.

He even began to suspect that the other party had added something illegal to the lemon tea.

Otherwise, why would he feel so attached to it? Fortunately, even if he doesn't drink it for a while, he won't throw a tantrum.

Therefore, Liu Changcun was able to dispel his concerns.

Ning Mengyao finished the tea in one gulp and looked at Liu Changcun in front of her with some anticipation.

Seeing that the other party had finished drinking it in one gulp, he then asked in a somewhat nervous tone.

"How is it? Does this pure tea taste good?"

"It's not bad. Although I prefer lemon tea, this is still pretty good."

"It doesn't taste as good as it used to..."

Hearing Liu Changcun's honest answer, Ning Mengyao, who had been full of expectations, suddenly felt disappointed.

I thought a mature man like Liu Changcun would prefer a richer, more mellow tea, but I never expected that the new product I painstakingly created would be even worse than the original lemon tea.

Perhaps noticing the other person's disappointment, Liu Changcun then spoke up again.

"Even so, it tastes better than the tea sold by those street vendors outside the school. Have you thought about adding some milk to the tea?"

"Ok?"

Ning Mengyao lifted her lowered face, seemingly not quite understanding what the man meant.

"Make it like milk tea, and then add some chewy toppings."

"I...I didn't think of that..."

"Never mind, you're better at making tea drinks. This pure tea is also very delicious."

Liu Changcun was just mentioning it casually. After all, in this day and age, although beverages like milk tea haven't become popular all over the country, they have already appeared.

If Ning Mengyao could really come up with a new product on her own, he would definitely try to get her to open a shop with him once the TV series' profit sharing arrived next month.

Ning Mengyao had no idea what the man in front of her was thinking.

After receiving feedback on the pure tea, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, despite her initial high hopes.

However, Liu Changcun's mention of milk tea gave her a new idea. Perhaps she had been drinking too many teas and other beverages, which made her a little tired of the man in front of her.

Thinking of the milk tea Liu Changcun mentioned...

"Then I'll go back and try making milk tea again."

Ning Mengyao took Liu Changcun's casual remark to heart, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly said this.

Liu Changcun did not respond when she met him, and having changed her mind, she no longer wanted to stay.

She turned and said goodbye shortly after entering the house.

He returned to the doorway, changed his shoes, and then pushed open the security door to leave.

Only after the security door was closed did An Zhaoran, who had been wandering around, come closer, still with her arms crossed, pretending to be nonchalant.

He moved closer to Liu Changcun and asked, turning his face away.

"Isn't she an employee of the store next door? How did she know your location?"

"I've been here once."

"She came here too?!"

The voice rose again, and An Zhaoran stared wide-eyed in surprise as she scrutinized Liu Changcun in front of her.

As if sulking, she turned her face away again.

Some people grumbled jealously.

"You're quite popular with the opposite sex, I never noticed before..."

This time, Liu Changcun heard the other person's murmur and looked at An Zhaoran, who was deliberately looking away.

He said jokingly.

"Why are you getting jealous? You're getting a little too into character."

"Who, who's jealous!"

Stubbornly retorting, An Zhaoran muttered with a hint of defiance.

"It's just brewing tea, I can make it if I want to."

"Oh, would you like to try a drink?"

"Ah."

Nodding in agreement, An Zhaoran looked at the large bucket on the ground.

After Liu Changcun poured her a cup with a new one, An Zhaoran took a sip.

The cool tea slid down her throat, and she opened her eyes wide in surprise after swallowing it.

If at first she just thought Liu Changcun was exaggerating, now that she had tasted it herself, she had to admit that Ning Mengyao, who had just left, was quite something.

Looking at the tea that was not yet finished in her hand, An Zhaoran paused for a while before muttering to herself.

"How did you soak it..."

"It's probably not soaked; it's more likely that it was boiled and then diluted with water in a specific ratio."

Hearing Liu Changcun's guess, An Zhaoran was speechless.

Although I knew it wasn't pure tea brewed from expensive tea leaves, I was amazed that the woman who had just left could make such a mellow-tasting tea.

Looking at the cup that was still half full in her hand, An Zhaoran brought it to her lips again.

After finishing the drink, he slowly lowered his hand and looked at the empty cup.

"..."

"I'm going back."

He took two steps forward and placed the empty glass in his hand on the dining table not far away.

An Zhaoran, who had come to deliver something at her mother's request, turned and left expressionlessly.

The two, who had just arrived home, left one after the other.

The security door closed again.

Only Liu Changcun remained by the water dispenser.

Liu Wanqiu, who was taking a shower first, hadn't finished yet, and Liu Songyan, who had gone back to his room to get a change of clothes, hadn't left yet.

Liu Changcun looked towards the main entrance, recalling how An Zhaoran had left.

He smiled and shook his head slightly. He had originally planned to drive her home, but An Zhaoran left without saying a word after saying, "I'm going home."

He turned around and looked at the large water dispenser next to it. He had just finished a cup of water not long ago and wanted to try some more.

Just as she picked up her cup, ready to pour it out, the door to her son Liu Songyan's room was pulled open from the inside.

Liu Songyan, carrying clothes, came out and saw his father looking at him.

"all gone?"

"Ah."

I witnessed my father respond and then pour me a cup of tea.

Clutching a change of clothes, she stood silently to the side.

(End of this chapter)