Qinghe Teahouse is located on the edge of the city, in the noisy world, to find a bit of quiet.

Upstairs, the elegant breeze drifted in from the window, blowing the tassels hanging from the window swaying.

The faint fragrance of tea brushed the tip of his nose, Lu Xuanyou took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and glanced in the direction of the door.

The bamboo door was pushed open from the small outside, and a middle-aged man dressed casually entered, tall and mighty, with a wide jaw and beard, and his skin was a little tanned.

"Mr. Lu." The man sat down directly beside Lu Xuanyou.

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In the small villa, Mo Yan was pacing in the room, looking very anxious.

There was a knock on the door outside, Mo Yan glanced at it, opened the door and saw the servant holding a tray, and in the tray was a milky white porcelain cup.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Yan stared at her vigilantly.

The maid glanced at her: "Miss Lina, this is a skin care product sent by Mr., please drink it." ”

Lina is Mo Yan's pseudonym.

She frowned: "I don't drink, you can take it away." ”

The people she sent out haven't replied yet, and they're not in the mood to drink any skin care products at all.

"No, that's not going to work, miss, don't embarrass me." The servant stood still, looking at Mo Yan with a pleading expression.

didn't see Mo Yan finish drinking, she didn't dare to leave at all.

"Miss Ben said that she didn't drink, she just didn't drink, don't you understand people?" Mo Yan glared at her and pushed the person back directly.

The servant was shocked and hurriedly protected the cup so that the liquid inside did not spill out.

"Miss......"

"Get out!" Mo Yan glanced at her, and the door was about to close in the next second. fervor

"Miss Mo, why do you have such a big temper? Did this servant provoke you? A male voice rang out.

Mo Yan followed the voice, it was the freckled man.

The freckled man glanced at her, curled his lips and smiled, approached the servant, raised his hand to pick up the cup in the tray, and frightened the servant to quickly lower his head.

"You go down first." The freckled man instructed the servant, but the servant did not dare to stay longer, and walked away quickly with the tray.

"Miss Mo, drink it, this is a piece of Mr. Steven's heart." The freckled man smiled and brought the cup in his hand to her.

Mo Yan pursed her lips, she lifted her eyelids, and her eyes were vigilant: "I don't want to drink." ”

During the days she lived here, the maid made her drink a cup of these products every day.

Seeing that she was determined not to drink, the freckled man smiled, his eyes narrowed, his tone was as gentle as before, but there was a ruthlessness in his eyes: "Miss Mo, don't let down Mr. Steven's kindness." ”

As he spoke, he pushed the cup forward.

Mo Yan had already captured the emotion in the freckled man's eyes, and if she didn't drink it today, he would press her head and let her drink it.

"Miss Mo?" The freckled man urged.

Mo Yan swallowed his saliva, slowly took the cup, and glanced at the liquid inside, which was almost transparent and had no smell.

The freckled man squinted, didn't blink, stared at Mo Yan quietly, if it weren't for the second hand of the quartz clock on the wall, this scene would be a still picture, slightly weird.

Mo Yan darkened his eyes, raised his head and drank it all, the taste was slightly bitter.

The freckled man smiled, he reached out and took the cup from her hand, and kindly reminded Mo Yan: "Miss Mo, it's lunch break, let's have a good rest." ”

With that, the freckled man turned to leave.

Mo Yan glanced at the back, quickly entered the room, rushed into the toilet inside, and lay down by the toilet to induce vomiting.

It's just a pity that nothing else was spit out except sour water.