She stretched out her hand, and the man turned around and walked over, Xu Yi's eyes widened, looking at his tall back, surprised that he could make coffee?

After a moment, she still couldn't control her curiosity, and jumped up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.

Xu Yi slid the kitchen door and looked inside, and Prison Jin Si was really making coffee.

The man seems to be very experienced and very particular, choosing the fullest grain among a pile of coffee beans.

Immediately after grinding the coffee, boiling the water, and filtering the ...... He knew the road well and knew it well, and at first glance he knew that he was a master of making coffee.

The dignified young marshal of the empire actually brewed a good coffee, which has not been brewed yet, and has already smelled a strong fragrance.

Xu Yi drinks coffee all year round, and he is also a connoisseur, just by smelling the smell, he can conclude that the taste is ironclad good.

"Original? Or is it sweetened? Prison Jin Si turned his back to her and suddenly spoke.

Xu Yi came back to his senses, walked into the kitchen generously, and sat down at the dining table.

"Original." She tapped her fingers on the tabletop, staring at the man's broad back.

For the first time, I found that a man can make coffee so noble and elegant, it is like an oil painting.

And Prison Jin Si, like a male god who came out of the painting, has an extraordinary temperament.

As she examined him, the man turned around with the coffee pot in hand, and he poured two cups and placed them on the table, before walking back.

Xu Yi picked up the cup and took a sip, the fragrance was mellow and the taste was excellent, and he was about to praise it, but he saw the man pour all the coffee in the coffee pot into the sink......

"Hey!?" Xu Yi was shocked, and the coffee in his mouth almost spit out, "Prison Jin Si, why did you pour it out?" You're a tyrannical thing! ”

The man remained silent, and after pouring his coffee, he walked over slowly and sat down across from her.

"Coffee is a stimulant, it is not good for the stomach, it should be eaten in moderation, one cup a day is good for the body, and three cups a cup is chronic suicide." He said lightly, his handsome face expressionless.

Xu Yi frowned: "Is it so serious?" ”

She snorted, took a sip of coffee, and when she saw him pick up another cup to drink, she immediately grabbed it.

"Since three cups are chronic suicides, two cups is no problem, you can keep this cup for me to drink......" She winked at him, her expression revealing a mischievous look, "Prison boy!" ”

"Huh?" The man snorted, and his magnetic deep voice was extremely sexy, making people's scalps tingle.

"I think that's a pretty good name......" Ignoring his warning look, she drank her coffee to herself, quickly disposing of two cups before commenting on his craft, "...... I didn't expect the young marshal to make coffee so well, I thought you would burn the kitchen! It seems that my decision is very correct, and the coffee in the next week will be in trouble with the prison boys! ”

With that, she laughed and left the restaurant.

The tall body of the prison Jin Si sat at the dining table, his thin lips hooked, and he smiled instead of anger......

All morning, the prison Jin Si did not leave the villa.

Lunch was personally delivered by the ancient butler, and he brought more than a dozen servants to fill the table, both Chinese and Western food, with all colors, flavors, and flavors.

Before the meal, Xu Yi called to inform Zhong Tang, Yu Jiu and Jun Yuesheng to come over together, a group of brothers had not had a meal for a long time, and the three of them came immediately without saying a word.

When they arrived at Xu Yi's residence, they found that Jin Si was also there, and the three of them had different expressions.

Through this exercise, although the Blue Army of the Prison Jin Division lost, Zhong Tang still admired him very much, so he admired him in his heart, and even admired him a little.

He felt extremely honored to be able to dine at the same table as the young marshal of the empire.