Green Tea Tipping Guide

[Host, Jiang Nan grabbed two of your hairs. ] System 666 said to the host who was standing alone at the station waiting for the bus.

"Very good, it's better for her to take the initiative than me." Nan Feng couldn't help shrinking a little as a gust of wind blew over. She shrank her neck, and the pain in her ankle became more and more severe. The slight sprain she had originally thought may not be so slight.

"She takes the initiative, which shows that she is interested in this matter. If I use a pole to suggest or tell her that I am actually your long-lost cousin, guess, will she have a good impression of me?" Nan Fengman glanced at the time carelessly. It was already ten thirty in the evening. If you are lucky at this point, you might be able to catch the last train. If you are unlucky...

Nan Feng thought, 80% of herself belonged to that kind of bad luck.

She sighed lowly, turned on the phone, and planned to call a car to take herself home. Before she could click on the APP, the horn sounded and she raised her head in a daze. It was a blue BMW.

Jiang Nan opened the co-pilot's glass: "Miss Nan, where is your home? I'll see you for a ride?"

Nan Feng knew that she was kind, but Jiang Nan's kindness was somewhat tentative, which made her a little uncomfortable, so she refused: "Thank you Miss Jiang for your kindness. I called the car and will be there soon. "

Seeing her refusal, Jiang Nan did not reluctantly, only said a word to pay attention to safety on the road and closed the car window and left. Nan Feng turned on the phone again after watching her leave.

There was another short horn sound.

The woman's charming face appeared in front of her, her expression cold, and her face looked a little tired. She sat in the driver's seat and ordered Nan Feng: "Get in the car."

Nan Feng: Good financial father!

She jumped into the car, and Mu Yang felt a little uncomfortable thinking of her close contact with the two people just now. Nan Feng really has nothing to do with him, but that doesn't mean it really has nothing to do with him! I promised not to interfere with her circle of friends, but when she thought that Nan Feng would smile at others, she felt a little uncomfortable.

It's the kind, sour and astringent, and I don't know why it's uncomfortable.

Mu Yang didn't notice her abnormality, and Nan Feng didn't take the initiative to say, she clung to her small bag obediently, sat in the co-pilot honestly, and watched the road intently.

At the moment of the red street light, Mu Yang glanced at her up and down, Nan Feng was seen by her as the hairs were all up, so she had to swallow hard, and smiled at Mu Yang flatteringly.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Mu Yang raised the question abruptly.

Nan Feng didn't know what she was going to do to ask this question, so she answered honestly: "Yes."

"Then you don't know..." Mu Yang's voice sank. She unfastened her seat belt and leaned forward, putting her left hand on the co-pilot's seat belt, pulling out a section, and whispering: "Do I need to wear a seat belt?"

The woman's fragrant scent hit her face, Nan Feng straightened her body unconsciously, she stared at Mu Yang with wide eyes, and realized that the latter did not realize the ambiguity of the two men's movements at the moment, so she had to stop moving. But her heart beat fast, as if about to fly out.

When she recovered, Mu Yang had already buckled her seat belt and put on her own seat belt, sitting in the driver's seat with a calm expression on her face, her slender and white fingers straddling each other. Knocking on the steering wheel.

Nan Feng opened her mouth, wanting to say something to break the silence at the moment, but when she saw the light of the traffic lights mixed with the street lights softly reflected on Mu Yang's face, she couldn't help but think that this woman should be in the spotlight. She smiled lightly under the lamp, she was born on the big screen, and even feasting and feasting could not conceal her grace.

"Are you going to take a vacation?" The red light turned to green, and Mu Yang started the car, asking these words seemingly inadvertently.

Nan Feng pondered for a while and replied, "If my agent didn't arrange a job for me... there should be nothing left."

Mu Yang paused, then asked, "When will your contract with the company expire?"

Nan Feng recalled the original owner’s contract and said with some uncertainty: "Should... it expires in March this year? The contract is about to expire, so I must try to squeeze my remaining value!"

She spoke freely, but Mu Yang frowned: "When the contract is over, you will sign into my studio."

Nan Feng was dumbfounded: "Huh?" She frantically tapped System 666 in her heart: Tongzi Tongzi! Is there such a thing in the original plot? Why don't I remember it?

[Host, don't call me like that, like a dog. ] The system 666 paused, and quickly replied: [Not in the original plot. 】

"Then why did she make this request?" Nan Feng fluttered her hair: "Could it be that I saw the beautiful and noble heart under the appearance of my green tea person?"

[Host, I'm about to tell you this. ] System 666's tone is a bit painful.

"Hey yeah????"

[Your green tea set is not upright. 】

"QAQ???"

[You don’t have a human design because you don’t have a human design for green tea at all. 】

"What are you going to do?" Nan Feng had an uncertain premonition in his heart.

[Now deliver the sixteen-character motto of "The Self-cultivation of Green Tea" to the host: pull your hands, kiss your little mouth, throw your arms and hug, and even if you want to refuse, welcome. Ask the host to complete the last eight words tonight: throw your arms and hug you, and welcome you if you want to refuse. 】

"My **** ankle is twisted! The system, you will be your own person!" Nan Feng was struggling to death.

[The mission begins, and the countdown counts down to one hour and eighteen minutes. Task reward: Gold finger upgrade. Mission punishment...]

"Deprived of Golden Finger?" Nan Feng's eyes lit up.

[Mission Punishment: Unlucky three days. Please host! 】

Mu Yang drove the car to the underground garage and parked the car. She picked up her bag and glanced at Nan Feng: "I'm home, get out of the car." Her tone was hard, with some rigid anger.

Nan Feng lowered his head, not knowing what he was meditating, but only gave a low "Oh".

Mu Yang twisted his eyebrows slightly, pulled the car door on his own, and took two strides, only to find that his little tail hadn't kept up. She turned her head and found that her little cat was still sitting still on the co-pilot, and even the seat belt was firmly fastened.

An unnamed fire burst out from Mu Yang's heart and spread to her brain. Her brain was blank for a moment. Then, she strode to the door of the co-pilot, opened the door, and said coldly: "Get off. !"

Nan Feng's emotions brewed for a while, his eyebrows drooped, and tears filled his eyes, as if they were about to slip off in the next moment.

She raised her head, and her wet eyes ran into Mu Yang's slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes. Mu Yang felt that his heart was hit hard at this moment.

"Sister..." Nan Feng said in a cry, her slightly curled eyelashes with water drops, her cheeks turned red due to the heating in the car, her teeth were tightly clenched on her lower lip, her voice softened, I Seeing you pity: "My ankle is twisted, it hurts..."

With a "boom", Mu Yang felt that his sanity was rapidly collapsing and fleeing, until he was defeated.

She heard her muffled voice: "Then what do you want to do?"

Nan Feng stretched out her arms to act like a baby: "I want my sister to hug..."

The familiar scent hits her face, and in every breath, there is a fire rising constantly, burning her sanity.

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Nan Feng: I'm good Nan Hao Nan...

Mu Yang: QAQ! My hands are sour and sour...

System 666:? ? ? Why can't I understand what you are talking about? ? ?