And Jun Ning let the freshly brewed tea be brought forward, personally handing it to herself...
Jun Ning said to Ye Ying, "Lord of the Left Wing, please have some tea."
Ye Ying, with trembling hands, took the tea handed over by Jun Ning, drank it with a very complicated expression, and then hurriedly said, "Good tea!" A tea personally served by the Pavilion Master is indeed the best in the world.
Jun Ning: "......"
Kiss-up.
"Sir, why are you shaking over good tea?" Zhang Zihao was puzzled, "Good tea, just enjoy it. You're shaking so much that the tea spills out. Could it be that the person who added the tea put something in it?"
"Stop spouting nonsense." Ye Ying glared at Zhang Zihao in displeasure, "These trembling hands are intrinsic, not caused by anyone."
Zhang Zihao paused for a moment and thought, "Is it really intrinsic? He knew those with naturally trembling hands would shake continuously, not intermittently."
It must be that little black sphere causing trouble.
