Mo Nanjue still opened the weekly magazine with a cold expression, and directly treated her as if she didn't exist.

Hmph, it's starting to drag again!

Tong Ran thought for a while, it must be bad for him to get out of the Dry like this now, after all, Mo Nanjue helped herself like that just now, and she is discussing with him now, maybe she can get back the qualification for the Driso Competition!

Such a good opportunity is just around the corner, how can you give it up?

But she didn't know what to say to start with......

Tong Ran took a deep breath for a few minutes, and after feeling his breath sink into the dantian, he coughed lightly, "What happened just now ......"

"Gollum—"

As soon as he spoke, his hungry stomach began to protest again.

Finally, the man who had been reading the weekly magazine indifferently couldn't help it anymore, closed the weekly magazine with a snap, and threw it at Tong Ran!

"Get down and eat!"

This stupid woman!

Tong Ran lifted his feet and flexibly dodged the book thrown by the man, "Go and go!"

Eat and eat, what do you have to do with throwing books?

This man's temper is really not ordinarily bad.

Tong Ran picked up the book and put it on the table, grimacing at the man in front of the table as he walked outside.

"Stand still. ”

"What are you doing, didn't you tell me to go to dinner?" Tong Ran was shocked, could it be that she was found out making a grimace?

The man crossed one leg and pointed to the coffee cup on the table, "Go make a cup of coffee." ”

……

Sure enough, nothing good.

This man knows how to call people!

"What are you doing in a daze?" Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with dangerous eyes, "What, don't you want to go?"

Tong Ran picked up the coffee cup and walked downstairs.

She didn't want to suffer in vain.

After eleven o'clock, Steward Zhou had already fallen asleep, Tong Ran rummaged through the cabinet to find the coffee beans, tossed in front of the silver-gray coffee machine for a long time, and didn't understand how to use this thing, and it took a long time to grind out a small half of the coffee powder.

The high-level stuff is the trouble.

Monan Jue is even more troublesome!

She tapped her head, and when she was embarrassed, her dark eyes rolled and she caught a glimpse of the potted plant on the side.

Tong Ran glanced at the study with the door closed upstairs, walked lightly to the potted plant, scooped a few spoonfuls of soil with a small spoon and put it into the coffee cup, then poured a small half of the coffee powder into it, stirred it with a spoon, and then poured the hot water into it.

With the pouring of hot water, the coffee cup came out with bursts of steam, and Tong Ran sniffed and sniffed, not bad, but also quite fragrant.

Monanjue, tell you to torture me, tell you to threaten me, tell you to take the book and throw it at me!

Let you taste Miss Ben's homemade earthy coffee.

Absolutely authentic.

Tong Ran snapped his fingers with satisfaction, picked up the coffee cup and walked to the door of the study, and after confirming that there was no smile on his face and no other strange expressions, he stretched out his right hand and touched his face, and then opened the door and walked in.

In the room, the man was still reading a book with his legs crossed, a picture of leisurely waiting for someone to serve.

Tong Ran put the coffee cup on the table, "Oh, coffee." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The man grabbed her hand, and the handsome face looked up at her from the weekly magazine, and raised his eyebrows very unpleasantly, "What do you mean?"

What did this woman do to him?

Tong Ran looked helpless, "It means that I have already served the coffee, is there any problem?"

If she didn't go down to eat, she would really starve to death.

"Tong Ran, what kind of attitude do you have?!" Mo Nanjue frowned, dragged her whole person over, and stared at her little face, "You are getting bolder and bolder now, who gave you the guts?"