A flash of delight flickered through Leng Qingqiu's eyes before vanishing. On the surface, she still looked icy and aloof, her voice indifferent.
"Oh, isn't this our Young Master Jiang?"
"What brought you here to visit this little woman today?"
"Young Master Jiang is so thoughtful. This little woman is truly touched~"
"Speak properly!"
Jiang Che froze for a moment, set two pounds of Mother Tree Da Hong Pao on the desk, then gave Leng Qingqiu a smack from behind and spoke irritably.
They had only been apart for a few days. When had this woman learned to talk so sarcastically?
Tsk, the tea scent in her words was way too strong!
"You bastard, you little hooligan, you perverted lecher!"
Caught off guard by Jiang Che's sudden attack, Leng Qingqiu immediately lost her composure. A faint blush spread across her pretty face as she gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath.
Seeing Jiang Che raise his hand again, Leng Qingqiu decisively surrendered and fell silent.
She stretched out her slender hand, removed the gold-rimmed glasses from her nose and placed them on the desk, then brushed back the dark hair by her ear and spoke seductively.
"Fine, I'll stop teasing you~"
"Tell me, what did you come here for today?"
"I missed you, so I came to see you."
"This is a gift from your husband."
As he spoke, Jiang Che handed an exquisitely designed gift box to Leng Qingqiu.
"Mother Tree Da Hong Pao?"
"Hehe, thank you, hubby!"
Leng Qingqiu eagerly opened it and found that it contained the premium fragrant tea Jiang Che had mentioned giving her last time.
Leng Qingqiu giggled. Her heart was sweet as honey, and she could not help feeling delighted.
The feeling of being constantly on Jiang Che's mind pleased Leng Qingqiu