"Chu Jinnian, thank you for your Christmas gift and lunch. However, I will remember it all on Tangtangtou. I will not accept your favor until she forgives you!"
After writing, deleting, and before all the braised lion heads were robbed, Ye Wan sent a message.
The dialog box displays: The other party is typing...
Ye Wan ate braised lion head.
I drank a bowl of kelp soup.
Pour the uneaten food in the lunch box into a kitchen garbage bag, and throw the biodegradable lunch box into the recycling bin.
Then, I finally received a reply from Chu Jinnian: "Okay."
???
I think you typed for half an hour and only output one word.
Ye Wan stared blankly at the dialog box, thinking that when Chu Jinnian faced her, he had to be more cautious when facing the other person than when she was soft-spoken and soft-handed.
Looking back, I saw that the dining car that was full of fireworks just now had already driven away.
What was parked in front of me at this moment was a coffee cart.
Keenly smelling the smell of oil smoke in the air, the barista got out of the car with a sullen face, took out a bottle of colorless and odorless air freshener and sprayed it hard.
Just when everyone in the crew was intoxicated by the cool fragrance mixed with arctic air and couldn't help themselves, the barista started making coffee.
The one on the left, black coffee.
On the right, caramel macchiato.
Cappuccino in the middle.
You said you wanted a Christmas tree latte art? No problem!
Under the envious gazes of the crew nearby, everyone on the "Twin Flowers" crew held a cup of fragrant coffee.
Then, with "ding-dong-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-bells, jingle bells jingle bells" coming from the coffee cart, I happily entered the set.
When Ye Wan took a sip of coffee, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Isn't this...the taste of what she often drinks?
Ye Wan prefers bitterness to sourness, so she loves drinking Mandheling coffee beans from Sumatra.
The output is low, the process is complex, and it is relatively unsophisticated.
So this kind of beans is rare.
Ye Wan got the bag of coffee beans given by Lu Changchuan after occasionally mentioning it in a chat, and drank it until she joined the group.
When it first snowed, Lu Changchuan not only brought little buns, but also her favorite coffee beans.
It was just such a small bag, and Ye Wan kept it in the hotel so that only she and Su Jingqiu could drink it.
Unexpectedly, I drank it again now.
Coincidence?
Or was it Tangtang who told him?
Isn’t Chu Jinnian too knowledgeable?
Suspicious, Ye Wan looked back at the driver, "Don't you need to sign?"
Sign? What to sign?
There was a clear question in the driver's eyes.
Then, he belatedly asked: "Are you Miss Ye Wanye?"
"I am."
Ye Wan nodded.
The man turned around and actually took out a receipt slip, "I have placed your gift at the door of your hotel room for you. I guarantee with my character that there is absolutely no damage at all. Please sign for it."
A courier note.
In the sender column of the express delivery note, there are two big characters: Lu Chuan.
Ye Wan laughed and shook his head, took the pen and signed, then turned and entered the set.
…
In the apartment at Yuehu Bay, Lu Changchuan's face darkened visibly as he listened to the report on the other end of the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Rong Qian shrank his neck and said, "It's all my fault. I should..." The arrangement should be more appropriate and perfect.
But who knew that Mr. Chu from Sicheng was also joining in the fun?
My ninth master, are you being compared?
He heard a tinkling sound on the other end, and Rong Qian's heart skipped a beat.
Then I heard the voice that was as cold as ice just now suddenly became warm, "It's okay. Go to bed early, Merry Christmas!"
???
There was a beeping sound, and Rong Qian was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.
What did he hear?
Master Jiu told him, Merry Christmas?
Could it be that today next year will be the anniversary of his death?