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Yi Xiaomi looked curiously at the man at the door. He just went to get a cup of coffee, and when he came back, it became strange. What was he doing?

Finally, the man's slender legs moved. Step by step, he walked to the woman's side and stretched out the porcelain cup in his hand. "Coffee."

Yi Xiaomi did not directly receive it. Instead, she sized up the man's expression. Her beautiful watery eyes blinked, "You... Are you alright..."

Looking askance at the obviously puzzled woman, Shang Moze sneered. His voice was somewhat eccentric. "What can happen to me?"

Yi Xiaomi was clearly choked and the corner of her mouth twitched. This... Did it seem like nothing had happened?

"Did you scald your hand or did you walk and throw it away? Otherwise, you would have been squeezed by the door?"

The woman's questions were like cannonballs. Every time she said a word, Shang Moze's face darkened a little. His fingers that were holding the porcelain cup made cracking sounds. It was very scary.

Damn, did he really want to wring this woman's head off and get scalded by boiling water? Did he not have eyes?!

He fell down while walking. Was his foot broken? He was squeezed by the door... Young Master Shang silently muttered these words in his heart. He was so angry that he laughed instead. Not only was his leg broken, but he was also retarded!

If this damn woman did not speak, he really would not know that in Yi Xiaomi's heart, he actually had such a "mighty and tall" image.

Looking at the swaying and swaying coffee, Yi Xiaomi felt as if her heart was about to be shaken out. She quickly reached out to grab the cup.

This could not be spilled. If the quantity was not enough, she would also fall asleep at night. Damn it, the scene should not be too beautiful... What the hell was she running for!

The woman's anxious actions were imprinted in her eyes. Shang Moze retracted his hand without a trace and sneered, "It's just a cup of coffee, making it look like a rare treasure?"

"Thump." Her heart beat fiercely. Yi Xiaomi raised her eyes and stared at the man's handsome face. Could it be that this man knew something?

Impossible. She did not even tell Su Tang, Qiao Nana, and Yuxi about the plan to escape.

Only Ling Jue and her brother knew that Ling Jue had told Shang Moze. Unless it was raining red. Yung Yuebai had told Shang Moze? The train would probably have to run in the sky...

With this thought in mind, Yi Xiaomi's heart calmed down a little bit. She smiled faintly. "I can't waste it. Rather than being splashed on the ground by you, it's better to enter my stomach."

As she spoke, Yi Xiaomi lowered her head and took a light sip. Just as the tip of her tongue touched the coffee, she suddenly could not hold it in. She spat it out and the taste of the coffee in the air became stronger! It was a spectacular scene.

F * ck... Yi Xiaomi stared at the dark brown liquid in her hand. F * ck, was this really coffee? Wasn't it freshly squeezed yellow juices?

Why was it so bitter! Yi Xiaomi raised her head and had a scrutinizing expression. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into a straight line as she cast a sidelong glance at the man.

"You didn't add anything inside, right?"

"Yes, poison." Shang Moze's fingers, which were hanging by his side, suddenly tightened. Damn it, he really didn't know that his image could be so bad!

Swallowing her saliva, Yi Xiaomi bitterly frowned and looked at the blanket in her hand. It was such a big cup... Drink it, it was fatal...

It was really not an exaggeration. This taste, it was simply!

The man suddenly strode forward. His long legs moved alternately a few times before he stood in front of the woman. He reached out his hand and directly snatched the coffee cup from Yi Xiaomi's hands.

"Since you dislike it so much, don't drink anymore."

Yi Xiaomi felt her whole body tense up. She suddenly stood on her tiptoes like a wild cat that stretched out its claws. "Shang Moze, give it back to me. Who said I won't drink anymore?"

Looking at the woman's expression, the man's eyes were unable to see through the gloominess. This woman had always been the most afraid of suffering. She also looked at the expression of the coffee with disgust. Hur Hur Hur...

"Why do I feel that you are so obsessed with this coffee tonight?" The man's straight eyebrows raised slightly, and his lips curled up in an arc, "Could it be that you're planning something?"

Previously, Yi Xiaomi only felt that her heart was beating, but now, she only felt that all the blood in her body had stopped freezing. Her pair of large eyes locked onto the man's handsome face that was as sharp as a knife.

"What can I plan?" Yi Xiaomi used all her strength to pinch herself to calm herself down. With a mocking smile, she said, "Could it be that I am running away?"

"Haha, you tied me up with a chain. How can I run? Grow out a pair of wings and fly out?"

Hearing the woman's self-deprecating words, Shang Moze's deep eyes froze, but his hand slowly and slowly handed the coffee to the woman's hand again. "I'll go get you sugar."

Taking the cup and looking at the man's figure disappearing into the distance, Yi Xiaomi felt as if she went to the gates of hell. Her entire body was covered in cold sweat, and the nightdress on her body had long been soaked.

Letting out a long breath, Yi Xiaomi did not care whether it was bitter or not. The longer the night, the more dreams she would have. She quickly drank it and put it in her stomach before feeling at ease!

With this thought, Yi Xiaomi raised the cup and looked up. In one go, she swallowed all the coffee into her throat, but she did not know. The man was standing at the door with the candied can in his hand and his eyes were staring at her every movement.

F * ck! F * ck. Yi Xiaomi stuck out her tongue and then reached out her hand to fan her mouth. Damn, how could it be so bitter? Right now, she only felt that her entire body was trembling violently... Bitter...

Quickly putting down the cup in her hand, Yi Xiaomi picked up the incense by the side and thought to herself, I have to quickly light it up. I don't know how long this coffee can last.

If the powerful Shang Moze did not sleep by then, the effect of the coffee would not be good. She would sleep first. Ling Jue and her elder brother came back. The corners of Yi Xiaomi's eyes twitched violently. She did not dare to imagine such a beautiful scene.

Looking at the incense in her hand, Yi Xiaomi suddenly realized a problem...

She did not have fire. How could she light it? If she borrowed fire from Shang Moze, this man would definitely suspect...

Suddenly, a mellow and pleasant male voice came from behind, "@ @ @ # # 54 Defa25E SPRE SO @, Coffee Soul, to think that you would despise them so much. Those who like coffee will probably be angered to death by you."

Turning her head, Yi Xiaomi saw the man standing behind her. The tall figure cast a large shadow over her, and the expression on his face was uncertain...

She was wondering why this coffee was so exquisite. It was not that she had never heard of an especially strong Italian coffee Espresso...

This thing was the thickest and most bitter coffee. The effect is... a small cup, it can make you feel refreshed for an entire day.

If you were a person who knew how to drink coffee, you would think that it was the best. A person who did not know how to drink it would feel that it was sour and refreshing. It felt even more painful than drinking medicine. Yi Xiaomi only wanted to hehehe. No wonder she felt that it was the taste of yellow...

However, right now her focus is not on the coffee but on where to make the fire... If this smell is unable to be lit up, everything will be fun...