"Yeah, that's the taste, it's really good!" Liang Xin took a deep breath and nodded in praise with a happy face.

Then he smiled and said to himself: "No, this good thing must be shared with Lao Ou. I have to call him and ask him to come over and taste it together."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Xin couldn't wait to act. He strode to the coffee table next to him, picked up the phone and dialed Ou Cheng's number.

Shangguan Wan'er looked at this scene and shook her head helplessly, but didn't say anything.

At this time, Luo Jiaojiao had just finished making tea. Leng Mohan saw this and quickly found an excuse to say to Luo Jiaojiao: "Why don't we go home first? I want to take you around."

"Won't you stay a little longer?" Shangguan Wan'er asked when she saw them leaving.

"No, thank you for your hospitality. Time is a bit tight today, I'll visit you next time. I also want to take Jiaojiao to visit the military area, so I'll leave first." Leng Mohan responded politely and looked at Shangguan Wan'er to explain the reason.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Luo Jiaojiao looked a little lost and sad, so he still took her away first.

Since he insisted on leaving, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't force him to stay, so she smiled and said, "Well, you guys go back first. Remember to come and visit us often when you have time."

Leng Mohan and Luo Jiaojiao looked at each other and answered in unison: "Okay, we will. Thank you Aunt Wan." Then they turned and left.

Luo Jiaojiao followed Leng Mohan out of the door. She noticed that they were walking back along the way they came, with no signs of taking a detour or strolling around, and she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

She turned to look at Leng Mohan and asked curiously, "Brother Leng, are we going home now? Didn't we agree to walk around the military area?"

Leng Mohan turned his head, met Luo Jiaojiao's gaze, and replied softly, "Go back first, I'll take you around tomorrow." After that, the two of them walked into the house together.

However, as soon as they entered the door, Leng Mohan suddenly pushed Luo Jiaojiao to the door, supported his hands on both sides of her, pressed his body against her, lowered his head and stared into her eyes, and asked with concern: "You don't seem very happy, what's the matter?"

His voice was low and gentle, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Luo Jiaojiao was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Leng Mohan to ask so directly.

She shook her head gently and explained, "I'm not unhappy. It's just that when I was making tea at Captain Liang's house, I thought of some things from the past, so I felt a little heavy." There was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Leng Mohan had no intention of blaming Luo Jiaojiao. Instead, he felt even more sorry for her.

He understood her inner kindness and concerns, but he didn't want her to sacrifice herself for him and do things she didn't want to do.

He stroked Luo Jiaojiao's cheek and said softly, "If you don't want to make tea, you can just refuse. You don't have to worry about it for me. You don't need to endure for anyone. Just do what you want to do."

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Leng Mohan in surprise. She had never thought that he brought her home because he was worried that she would be wronged in front of others.

She was so moved that her eyes were red. She quickly shook her head and said, "It's really okay, Brother Leng. I'm actually very happy that they recognized my tea-making skills. It's just that those memories make me a little sad."