"You don't need to bring anything."
Lin Xian smiled slightly:
"Just you being there is enough, my parents will be so happy, they've been nagging me about this for a while."
"How can that be okay?"
Zhao Yingjun said:
"When you first met my parents, you brought two bags of tea leaves, my dad even mentioned recently that the green tea you gifted was quite good, very fresh."
"After all, it was freshly roasted."
Lin Xian smiled:
"When your parents came to East Sea last time, it happened to be during harvesting season for West Lake Longjing Tea. My family has relatives who roast tea; although they're not exactly masters... they are quite traditional and authentic."
Zhao Yingjun looked up at Lin Xian:
"I told my parents about us."
"What did they say?"
"They didn't say much, they were quite happy, actually."
Zhao Yingjun smiled:
