Song Yan Ning placed a few tea leaves in Avril's teacup, and a fragrance emanated from the cup.
Avril took a sniff, somewhat surprised, "What a lovely aroma!"
She blew on the tea in her cup and took a small sip, furrowing her brows slightly. Before long, her expression turned to one of amazement, "How strange! The tea tastes bitter when it first goes down, but then it becomes slightly sweet after a moment." She had always found it odd that Huaxia people liked to brew tea. Only now did she understand that tea was more delicious than she had imagined. She planned to buy extra tea to take back with her.
