Author: Floating in Melbourne

"That's very good." Nie Guangyi gave an evaluation that didn't match the previous words.

"Very good?" Meng Xinzhi didn't understand for a moment.

Nie Guangyi explained: "Originally, I thought the girl had a cold and indifferent temperament, but I never thought she could be so lively."

"It is true as Mr. Nie said, we are just a little more familiar than two strangers." Meng Xinzhi affirmed.

"Girl, when did I ever say such a thing? Why is it so strange to me?"

"Mr. Nie, you don't even know what my temper is, how can I still be a stranger to you?"

"Girl, that's not what you said."

"Then what should I say? Mr. Nie."

Nie Guangyi thought for a moment: "It's not that I don't know your temperament, but I can discover new worlds in you every day."

What a good sentence, but Nie Guangyi said it so strangely that Meng Xin didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Nie Guangyi himself went on to say: "Girl, wouldn't it be a great thing if we could still maintain curiosity and freshness while getting along with each other?"

"Of course not."

"What kind of opinion does the girl have?"

"If you need curiosity and freshness to keep getting along, you won't be able to stay calm for years to come."

"Really..." Nie Guangyi hurriedly added, "For a girl with a face like a silver plate, eyes like apricots, lips that are red without dots, and eyebrows that are not painted but green, there is no need for freshness at all."

"Time is easy to grow old, and youth is easy to pass away."

"This is what the girl said. When the girl gets old, I will be buried in the grave." Nie Guangshang hurriedly took him with him.

Before Meng Xinzhi had time to respond, Nie Guangyi quickly asked a question: "Is the girl in a bad mood, that's why her words are full of extortion? This is not like the usual girl Meng."

Nie Guangyi worked hard to prove that he and Meng Xinzhi were not just "slightly less strangers than two strangers".

Meng Xinzhi was stunned by Nie Guangyi's question.

What's wrong with her?

Even though nothing happened, why was there such a big mood swing?

This is indeed not like her usual self, but rather like Nie, the boss who was unhappy in the past.

someone?

Why not sir but someone?

gentlemen?!

Sir is not a good word either!

Meng Xin's heart was in turmoil, but she didn't say a word, making the atmosphere in the RV a bit awkward.

According to Meng Xinzhi's character developed since childhood, such a situation would rarely occur.

I really can't care less at the moment.

However, Nie Guangyi took on the responsibility of easing the embarrassment: "Girl, would you like to have a cup of coffee?"

"Coffee?" Meng Xinzhi realized her question and started to answer, "Mr. Nie is still good at coffee?"

"No, it's just a very common thing."

"Is it possible for a genius to be so humble?"

"This is really not modesty. I only drink coffee for the caffeine. But after all, this is the RV that Xuan Shi ordered as a gift to Cheng Nuo. It's hard to say what other functions it has. The functions and equipment for making coffee must be the most complete.

"

"In this case, forget it, I still want to savor Sister Cheng Nuo's Champion Coffee."

"Girl, are you afraid that the coffee I brewed will taste too bad, causing you to forget what the coffee Cheng Nuo made for you tastes like?"

"It can be understood that way." Meng Xinzhi was not very considerate.

The more this happens, the better Nie Guangyi's attitude becomes: "Does that girl want tea?"

"What kind of tea is there?" Meng Xinzhi wanted to laugh a little.

Mr. Nie said that she is not like this usually, so why not Mr. Nie himself?

Nie Guangyi was not sure of the true intention of the hint of smile on Meng Xinzhi's face, so in order to save his life, he filtered what he was about to say [name the tea].

"Except for green tea, we have all kinds of tea." Nie Guangyi said aloud.

"Haha, are you sure?"

Meng Xinzhi really smiled at this moment.

The title also changed from [Mr. Nie] to [you].

Nie Guangyi was really dumbfounded at this moment.

How could there be a girl like Meng Xinzhi in the world!

It's just right - if you increase it by one point, it's too long; if you decrease it by one point, it's too short. If it's powdered, it's too white; if it's applied with red, it's too red.

"Of course, Xiao Shizi did not drink a sip of coffee for eight years. His collection of tea is definitely more complete than that of coffee."

In order to avoid making Meng Xin unhappy again, Nie Guangyi tried his best not to bring the topic to himself.

Whether it's Xuan Shi or Cheng Nuo, these two are people that Meng Xinzhi can't possibly dislike.

Bringing Xuan Shi and Cheng Nuo with you open and closed, it should be very suitable to save your life.

Going back a month in time, Nie Guangyi could not have imagined that he would be such a cautious person.

What makes a genius who has been unscrupulous for more than thirty years think carefully about every word he says?

I have heard that love can make ordinary people stupid.

But he is a genius, when will he become ordinary?

Meng Xin's playful thoughts spread: "I found that I actually still want to drink coffee, but I don't want to drink ordinary coffee."

Nie Guangyi was so inspired by Meng Xinzhi's smile that he felt as if he had been given a shot of blood: "Then let's drink ordinary cat poop. The girl must love cat poop very much."

"..." Meng Xinzhi couldn't answer it again. Generally speaking, human nature is difficult to change.

"Girl, don't get me wrong, this is not me talking about shit, pee, and shit, it's your brother Xuan Shi saying that the cat poop coffee produced by your sister Cheng Nuo is the most fragrant on earth."

"Mr. Nie, isn't the premise of this sentence not produced by Sister Cheng Nuo?" Meng Xinzhi questioned the coffee gap between Nie Guangyi and Cheng Nuo.

"That's not necessarily true. The time Cheng Nuo made me a shit drink was not a hand brew, but a siphon pot. The siphon brewing technology is not that high, and the cleaning and roasting of the coffee beans is the shit. First place.”

"Mr. Nie, can you please stop shortening the title so extremely?"

"Okay, okay, okay, didn't the girl just say she wanted to drink tea? I've thought of a way to get the best of both worlds for her."

"Yuanyang?" Tea restaurants often sell drinks that combine coffee and tea, and most of them are called Yuanyang.

"No, no, no, how can a mandarin duck be better than cat poop? The girl doesn't know. Because of the special fermentation method, cat poop is actually the most tea-like among coffees. Other coffees use siphon type, which can only be disposable. Fermented cat poop can be brewed three times even with a siphon. Each time you brew it, it will have a different cat poop flavor, just like the difference between three cups of tea soup. If you don’t believe me, I can make three cups of cat poop. Give the girl a taste of shit."

"Mr. Nie, can you call coffee by the scientific name Luwak?" Meng Xinzhi couldn't stand Nie Guangyi using five shits in one sentence.

This person has mysophobia on his body, but why doesn’t he have any on his mouth?

"Girl, you are so old, don't be hostile to poop. Feces are still very common in the things we drink on weekdays. It's not just coffee that contains cat poop, tea also has the smell of duck poop, duck

Don’t make milk tea with the scent of shit too popular these days! You girls must love duck shit!"

"..."

"Girl, why are you covering your chest? Is it too hot or can't you breathe?"

Nie Guangyi justly stared at places he shouldn't have looked at.

While watching, he also made a sound reminder.

Meng Xinzhi's smile began to solidify a little.

What part of her brain had gone wrong just now was the reason why she felt for a moment that Mr. Nie's style had changed drastically.

…

"Lan Lanzi, why are you in such a mood to cook recently? This is probably the third time this month." Zong Ji searched around and found his wife in the kitchen.

"Aguang said he would be back the day after tomorrow. I will braise some beef for him today, refrigerate it tomorrow, and take it out the day after tomorrow for the best taste."

"Then there's no need to stew so much, right? Don't talk about A Guang, A Yi doesn't even have such a big appetite."

"If you can't finish it, you can let him take it back to the dormitory to eat."

"Aguang only flies for several days. Even if he is brought back, he has no chance to eat in the dormitory at night. The co-pilot assigned to him by the airline is not a student dormitory. He has two rooms and one living room all to himself. On weekdays, he goes out to fly.

, basically staying in a hotel.”

"I looked at his schedule for next week. Basically, he leaves in the morning and returns to the headquarters in the evening. He will be out for several days without a flight."

"Lan Lanzi, you are too attentive. Why do I feel like I have a different wife?" Zongji stretched out his hand to help Lan turn around and looked up and down carefully.
To be continued...