Chapter 270
Wu Xuelan reddened to the ears from Yang Fan’s overly direct comment.
"I, ah...haha, this is really quite awkward." She fidgeted and touched her temple hair, her face so red it seemed almost cooked, and her gaze darted everywhere, not daring to look at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan had spoken quite casually and, upon reflecting, realized he might have been a bit too direct.
"It’s pretty normal, I like to watch it too, no big deal," he chuckled, "It’s a kind of unique movie after all, nothing to fuss over, let’s talk about the Thunderstruck Wood instead."
"Ah...haha, that, well, that’s true," Fan Sisi stuttered with a flushed face, "let me make you some tea first, the Thunderstruck Wood isn’t urgent."
Having said that, she started brewing the tea in a fluster.
Her tea making could truly be described as fraught with difficulties.
First, the kettle was dry-heated without water, then the cup was almost dropped, and afterwards, she was so distracted that she poured too much water.
Yang Fan watched, feeling anxious on her behalf.
Was there really a need to be this nervous?
After a while, Fan Sisi finally placed a cup of clear tea in front of Yang Fan.