Leng Yueyue naturally knows the worries in Leng Yi's heart. He is afraid that he will mess up Leng Yanran's birthday party and that Leng Yanran will become the target of arrows. What about him? Does she deserve to be the target?
Picking up the tennis bag and walking past Leng Yi... the cold voice brought Leng Yi back to his senses... looking at Leng Yueyue's back... so scrupulous and stubborn.
I am used to taking a bath and drinking a cup of cold coffee after exercising. This is something I am used to in the cold October.
Cold coffee is much stronger than hot coffee, with a faint bitter taste and a faint cold fragrance swirling in the taste buds. She pursed her lips... extremely indifferent! Her side face was like an ice sculpture...
"Master...you can have breakfast!"
The servant was taken away by Leng Yanran, and Leng Yi picked another servant... Obviously this servant was trained, and even if he was afraid, he didn't show it so obviously. Leng October didn't look at the servant... Holding the cold coffee
When I came out... I saw the steaming breakfast...
"have eaten!"
I dropped those two words and returned to my lounge...
In the cold October, unless it’s night, I usually don’t go back to the maid’s room, I just rest in the tennis lounge. There will be no servants in the maid’s room, it’s a unique space of its own. In the lounge, except for specific people, there are generally no servants.
I could only stand at the door.
"ah!!…"
The servant swallowed his saliva... His mind couldn't turn around for a moment... What does the young master mean?
But just as he was about to ask, the young master had already closed the door... He faced a table full of breakfast with a grimace...
Did you let yourself eat it?
Staring at the breakfast...he is so hungry...
After half an hour, he decided... to eat them!
When he was halfway through eating... he found that the light seemed to be blocked, and when he looked up... it was Leng October looking at him.
He quickly knelt down...and then didn't forget to swallow the food in his mouth...
Leng October said nothing and walked out... She touched her chin... This servant is not bad...
The servant wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, then got up and wanted to follow him out, but found that Leng October had disappeared.
He muttered to himself...why is the young master so weird?
He went back into the house and finished eating the remaining food. Well, it was too fragrant and delicious...
Now he is like a bird imprisoned in a cage... wherever he goes, people follow him...
Leng October is currently in an open-air cafe...looking at the newspaper in his hand elegantly. His handsome face attracts the favor of many waitresses. Those shy expressions...he takes a peek and then pretends to look away.
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I took a sip of coffee. Although it was not as good as Ling's brew, it was pretty good...Zero...it's been two days. Can you come out alive? Leng Shizhi lowered his eyes and looked at the coffee in his hand...
"Go away, go away! Our young master has taken care of this place."
When bullies are rampant, the powerful will not be afraid of the so-called law, because that is what the poor rely on, and for the rich, the law is just a game.
Cold October is still sitting in the corner... facing the sea, enjoying the aroma of coffee and the saltiness of the sea, a completely different taste. There is only one big umbrella for outdoor coffee without any isolation. Many people like it.
Enjoy the sea breeze and coffee here...let go of your worries...
Of course, this cafe has a special name "Poseidon". Facing the bully, the waitress was frightened but also calm.
"Sir! Poseidon Cafe is not owned by anyone who wants to!"
A girl with a refreshing dress, a high ponytail, and calm eyes under her bangs wiped the water drops on her hands and walked out of the coffee shop. She was not afraid of these bullies at all.