"Oh, Director, you're back. Hard work, hard work."
Fu Li put down the rag used for wiping the counter, poured a cup of hot tea, and handed it to Hutao. Dawn was just breaking, and Hutao was still damp with morning dew; an ordinary person would likely be shivering from the cold by now. Hutao took the tea and drank it down in one gulp. The chill all over her body instantly turned into warmth and dissipated, and her exhaustion vanished into thin air.
"Mmm, feels so good! Fu Li, what kind of new tea is this brewed from?"
Chapter 125