Bai Lianlian, wearing sunglasses, walked up to Jiang Hai.
"Hi."
The woman took off her sunglasses and casually hooked them onto her collar.
The motion was so natural, the sunglasses weighed down her clothes, revealing the tender white cleavage at her chest.
Jiang Hai's gaze involuntarily drifted this way, earning a soft laugh from Bai Lianlian.
The short laugh sounded like flirting in his ears, itching Jiang Hai's heart.
Instinctively, he picked up the teapot and poured Bai Lianlian a cup of tea.
"Thank you." Bai Lianlian took a seat and sipped lightly, "White Hair Silver Needle? Quite fragrant."
Jiang Hai was more intrigued, "Miss Bai also knows about tea?"
"In my line of work, you have to know a little about everything, otherwise you'd be like a block of wood not able to hold a conversation, wouldn't that be awkward?"
Bai Lianlian's candid attitude towards her profession made Jiang Hai even more impressed.
