Chapter 102: Qi Shao, good luck!
The first time she made coffee, Bo Qijin didn't want her to spoil her fun.
He glanced up at Xu Hao, and said with a smile, "Xu Hao, why don't you take the coffee brewed by the young lady?" ”
Xu Hao also felt strange when he took the coffee, and he felt a little weak.
Bo Qijin's sharp gaze fell on him, which meant that he was told to die.
Every time he became a victim of them, he was helplessly dumbfounded, turned his heart sideways, and picked up his coffee.
The corners of his mouth forced a smile, but it didn't feel like he was laughing, but it was a bit like crying, a little aggrieved, so the expression was very strange.
"Thank you, young lady, I'm more used to drinking whole sugar."
Based on Xu Hao's many years of experience in making coffee, Mu Nuannuan's cup of "poisoned coffee" will definitely not be able to drink it if it is not full sugar.
Mu Nuannuan looked at Xu Hao expectantly, Xu Hao stirred and took a small sip.
"It's delicious, how can the coffee brewed by the young lady be undelicious."
The expected taste, he tried his best to hold it, looked at Bo Qijin with a full gaze, and showed a bitter smile.
"That's all drunk, there's still one outside."
Xu Hao stiffened, and in an instant it seemed as if his blood was about to condense.
"I seem to like a little sweeter, I'll go find the candy again."
Xu Hao was going to leave the Shura Field in a hurry, but he didn't expect Mu Nuannuan to prepare sugar. "No, here you go."
Xu Hao was stunned and took it awkwardly.
Mu Nuannuan is looking forward to Bo Qijin's drinking, she usually looks at him sipping coffee, she is simply handsome.
Bo Qijin's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Xu Hao, and he had already noticed the smoke of gunpowder.
"Three points of sugar, you try it."
"Nuan Nuan, do you have to drink it now?"
"Isn't it good to drink it hot?"
Bo Qijin's life seems to have never encountered such a bottleneck as now, as if he has put his head on the knife.
"Qi Shao, good luck!"
Xu Hao watched the excitement from the sidelines, and Bo Qijin had no choice but to pick up the coffee.
Bo Qijin's nose is very sensitive, and the aroma in the coffee has a hint of weirdness.
And this color is close to the level of thick black, and what Xu Hao brewed in the past was coffee.
"Nuan Nuan, did you add anything else?"
"No, what's wrong?"
He shook his head slowly, and finally took a sip.
"How does it taste?"
Xu Hao couldn't drink the whole sugar, his cup of three-point sugar was simply "hell on earth".
If the coffee is brewed for too long, it has lost its original taste, and if the concentration is too high, it will be bitter.
A smile appeared at the corner of Bo Qijin's mouth, and he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, "It's not bad." ”
It was the first time Xu Hao saw Bo Qijin talking nonsense with his eyes open, and he secretly felt funny in his heart.
"Then you take a few more sips."
Mu Nuannuan felt a little strange, how could he not drink coffee today with the same taste as before.
"Put it first, I'll finish it later." The corners of Bo Qijin's mouth twitched, "Nuan Nuan, I have another meeting soon, do you want to go to sleep first?" ”
"Then I won't bother you, there's still coffee outside."
After closing the office door, Bo Qijin let out a sigh, and cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead.
He had never drunk such a "special" coffee, and he didn't know that he thought Mu Nuannuan wanted to poison him.
"Xu Hao, you hurry up and put away the coffee machine."
Xu Hao seemed to have experienced a catastrophe of life and death, more terrifying than him in the rain of bullets, and hurriedly went to collect the coffee machine.