Ning Xiang was still thinking.

She thought, Liang Jinmo, a sassy man, may be sitting now, yes, he should be sitting with his long legs folded.

Hehe! Erlang's legs are not good for his crotch, so he should be reported to an elderly health group!

Probably in the office, maybe with a cigar on your lips and tea or coffee on the table.

Hehe! I'm not afraid that the heart can't stand it because of too much caffeine.

Dark blue suit.

Luxurious.

Elegance.

I thought it was Huabiao! I'm really tied to Q.

Every time it's couture, every time it's a dark suit.

It's blue every time.

You think you're God!

I don't know that you are the boss in the novel!

Liang Jinmo, do you dare to wear a bright yellow or smoked pink suit, or a bright red, which will make me blind! Know that you are really brave!

He shouldn't dare, because normal people wouldn't do that.

Speaking of bravery, sometimes equals convulsions.

It's still normal, dark blue suits are dark blue, forget it.

Speaking of normal, Ning Xiang felt that at this time, Jinmo should be drinking tea normally.

Well, the tea fragrance is not bad, so I won't complain about it first.

Ning Xiang thought of the man's moist lips, and felt like the orange petals of canned oranges, and wanted to take a bite.

Ning Xiang closed her eyes and recalled the pattern in her memory.

Look, Ning Xiang is secretly sad, how estranged my relationship with Jinmo is, I can count it with memories.

Ning Xiang remembered that there was a treasure in the secretary's room in the office, and there was a box of red tea leaves in the cabinet, which was a big red robe.

Ning Xiang will give Jinmo this tea brew, because Jinmo is a particular person and doesn't like teabags.

A certain brand of teabag is only 29 for 100 bags, and since he knew it, Jinmo definitely bought it expensive.

Asking is two words, rich, love to pretend.

Almost in my mind, the tea barrel was a little cold to the touch, and the edges were hard, and I had to work hard to pick the lid open.

The golden bag inside was rolled up and not pinned.

Open the bag, the aroma of black tea will wash your nose, and Ning Xiang will wash your hands, pinch a handful from the inside, and put it in Jinmo's teacup.

Hehe, I knew that men loved to disappear so much, so I didn't wash my hands and pinch the tea, hum!

After that, the tea is brewed, and the stainless steel strainer on the top will contain all the tea leaves, and the mellow, reddish-brown soup underneath, glowing with orange, will reflect the light from the ceiling.

Wait, how is the tea boiling?

If you listen closely, it seems that there is really some kind of noise.

The crescendo of Zizi stimulates Ningxiang's eardrums.

Thoughts are more confusing, and gradually unable to think.

Why, what's going on between you and Jinmo, isn't it said that you can smile and enmity.

Why not!

I understand the truth! Why can't it be done?

What has changed!

Ning Xiang held her chin with her hand, unable to figure it out.

I can't figure out why Jinmo's eyes are no longer the same.

Why is it so difficult to do something as simple as calling your husband?

Close your eyes and empty your brain, the waiter is busy at the table.

All the ingredients went down to the casserole in front of him, and the waiter left.

Ning Xiang is still in a lot of thoughts, and the waves are sweeping the sand.

"Do you eat with your mind? Have they all evolved to this extent now? Mei Lan finally stopped sucking the rice noodles and asked.

"Oh, I said it smells so good." Ning Xiang looked at the red in the pot and was extremely satisfied.

Mei Lan stirred, "Hey, Xiang, I'm inspired, can we make an improved Malatang, they all say that rice noodles are delicious like this, and that Malatang can also be used, let's ...... the ingredients You tell me? ”

No one answered.