Green Tea Tipping Guide

"Director Mu, there is an urgent business mission here." Sister Liu knocked on the door and came in and said to Mu Yang who was making tea.

Mu Yang's hand holding the tea bag-pause, she raised her eyes and asked, "When will we leave?"

"Leave tomorrow."

"I will be on business tomorrow, and I will be notified today?" Mu Yang frowned. "Is this tradition?" She was a little unhappy, and finally lived with Nan Feng, but now she has temporarily notified her for a business trip.

"There is a meeting in the south. The originally scheduled person has appendicitis, so we can only send another person." Sister Liu was also a little embarrassed.

"How many people will go?" Mu Yang opened his notebook: "Let me see who is going to go."

"Two people."

Mu Yang paused: "I'll go and call Nan Feng again."

"Me?" Nan Feng pointed to herself, and looked at the helpless sister Liu in surprise: "Why are you suddenly notified of a business trip?"

Sister Liu smiled helplessly: "There is a temporary problem, go back and clean up." She paused, and she was embarrassed when she thought of Nan Feng and Mu Yang. She thought: "Right, there is one more thing..."

Nan Feng blinked.

"Director Mu will also go with you." Sister Liu patted Nan Feng on the shoulder, and said with relief: "It's okay, Director Mu is very good. This time I am also training you."

Nan Feng nodded: "Thank Sister Liu!" When Sister Liu left, she lowered her hair and gave a message to Mu Yang:

[Nan Feng: OAO! Are we going on a business trip?

[Mu Yang: [Yes]l

Because there was an urgent business trip the next day, after eating at noon, the two went home. When Nan Feng walked to the underground parking lot, he was cautiously worried about being seen.

"Reporter Nan?" When the colleague saw Nan Feng, he said hello.

Nan Feng smiled at her and greeted her. Before he could greet her, Mu Yang drove over, flashed his headlight, and fell down the window with a cold expression: "Where are you going?"

Nan Feng replied, "Director Mu, I'm going home to clean up, and I'm going to go on a business trip tomorrow."

Mu Yang nodded slightly: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

Nan Feng-raised his eyebrows, nodded with his colleagues, got in the car and left.

Sitting in the car, Nan Feng writhed: "Director Mu, Director Mu! Where do you want to go on a business trip?"

Mu Yang stopped in front of the red light, pressed Nan Feng with one hand, and fastened her safety before sitting back in the driver's seat and said, "Go to Jiangnan."

"Oh..." Nan Feng blinked his eyes, put his hand on Mu Yang's collarbone, and smiled ambiguously: "Director Mu, is the waist still sore? Are the legs still soft?"

Mu Yang's face turned black: "Get up!"

Nan Feng leaned forward brazenly: "You this morning—"

Mu Yang glared at her: "Let's get off the car."

Nan Feng Jue pursed his lips and murmured, "I've been **** by you so many times. Didn't I say anything?"

Mu Yang, who has ears and eyes:...

When he arrived home, Mu Yang coldly pushed Nan Feng onto the sofa. She leaned down and looked directly into Nan Feng's eyes: "It was an accident this morning."

Nan Feng closed his eyes and turned his head: I don't listen, I don't listen! I just attacked you!

"Did you remember it?" Mu Yang straightened up as if thinking of something.

Nan Feng opened her eyes, sat up straight and said, "I saw Emperor Pangu last night." She saw that Mu Yang's eyes were a little red, and she sighed, "I'm sorry."

Thousands of words only turned into a sorry voice.

Nan Feng thought that she should give Mu Yang an explanation, tell her why she did that, and tell her why she had to leave her briefly.

It was supposed to be like this, but now, looking at Mu Yang's eyes, Nan Feng realized that those things weren't important anymore.

Compared with the person before him, those things are not important anymore.

"Excuse me?" Mu Yang pressed her lips tightly, her eyes filled with tears, as if tears would burst into her eyes in the next moment, "You made me wait for so many years, let me watch you reincarnation again and again, Can it be revealed with just a sentence of sorry?"

Nan Feng lowered his head and said nothing.

Mu Yang breathed violently several times, and then, stepping on high heels, she walked all the way back to the bedroom. Obviously it was only a dozen meters away, but she was born with an indomitable momentum.

Nan Feng sat on the spot with his hands folded. She was a little at a loss, Mu Yang—what would she do?

Before Nan Feng came up with a solution, Mu Yang stepped out again in high heels. Compared to when she entered, at this moment, she still holds a delicate box in her hand. The box is about the size of a computer screen and flat, and I don't know what's in it.

Nan Feng looked up at her. After seeing the box, an ominous premonition suddenly emerged in her heart.

Facts have proved that Nan Feng's feeling is right.

Mu Yang threw the box on the sofa next to her, copied his hands, and looked at her condescendingly: "I can forgive you."

Nan Feng was taken aback.

"But the premise is." Mu Yang pointed to the box: "You put on this and come in." After that, she turned around and walked into the bedroom.

After two steps, the curtains in the house were automatically closed.

Nan Feng picked up the box, lightly, and didn't know what was in it. She tried to shake the box to listen, but couldn't hear what was inside.

Nan Feng took a deep breath and simply opened the box.

Two seconds later, she closed the box blankly again.

Oh shit.

If anger can be turned into substance, Mu Yang has now been stabbed by Nan Feng's knife.

Nan Feng got up and knocked on the door: "Yang Yang, I was wrong."

Mu Yang's voice muffled: "I said, I will forgive you if you wear it."

Nan Feng is still trying to convince her: "Yang Yang..."

Mu Yang: "If you don't wear it, you don't have to go to bed."

Nan Feng gritted his teeth and returned to the sofa.

I! Nanfeng! I died here tonight! Die on the sofa! I will never wear this torn dress! Is this the **** clothes? Obviously it's just a pitiful piece of cloth!

Ten minutes later, Nan Feng took a deep breath, picked up the box and walked into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Nan Feng was wrapped in a bath towel, his ears were red, and he knocked on the bedroom door with his head.

"Yang Yang...I-Yi" she was dragged in by Mu Yang before her voice fell. The room was warm, and the shivering skin that had just been exposed to the cold air also calmed down.

Nan Feng looked at Mu Yang cautiously, still holding his bath towel tightly in his hand.

Mu Yang's eye sockets were still red, she hugged Nan Feng with full arms, pushed the person down on the bed, and whispered: "You are here."

Nan Feng blushed, turned his head to the side, and gave a low "um".

"Then I will accept your apology." Mu Yang lightly kissed the base of her ears and untied the bath towel.