First-level Tea Artist Training Manual

The purpose of sending coffee is naturally to mix some of his own blood in the coffee.

Before knocking on the door and entering, Lin Xike thought carefully about what Ye Xu said just now.The relationship between him and Ning Ran has been so neutral these days, Ning Ran seems to treat himself as a friend completely.

This is not the relationship Lin Xike expected, what he wants is a more intimate one.

Thinking of this, Lin Xike stretched out his right hand.There was a strange light in his eyes, and in an instant, tiny wounds appeared on those white hands.But only one of the wounds leaked blood. Lin Xike dripped the blood into the coffee cup, but this time it was different from usual. Lin Xike seemed to deliberately drip a drop of blood on the mouth of the cup in order to let Ning Ran find out. He conveniently drew a bloodstain on the snow-white cup wall.

Lin Xike knocked on the door of Ning Ran's office, and he pushed the door open when he heard "Please come in" from inside.

Ning Ran raised his head and looked at Lin Xike, "Why are you here?" Why did Lin Xike run towards him every three days, but Ning Ran was too embarrassed to blame him, so he could only find an excuse: "Is there something wrong?" If you don’t know how to do it, come here and I will teach you.”

Lin Xike put the coffee in front of his desk: "I bought it for my husband just now, drink it while it's hot."

Ning Ran didn't expect that he made a special trip just to buy himself a cup of coffee, and his heart suddenly warmed up, "Thank you very much."

Ning Ran has other things on hand, he is going to read the document before drinking.But for some reason, Lin Xike, who put down his coffee, didn't seem to intend to leave.Lin Xike stood beside him, staring at Ning Ran.Ning Ran was a little embarrassed by his look, so he had no choice but to take a sip of coffee and put it to his mouth.

Seeing Ning Ran drink into his throat, Lin Xike's mouth opened into a smile, "When I watch TV dramas, those office workers will order a cup of coffee in the afternoon. I don't know if it tastes good, so I bought it for my husband. My husband thinks it tastes better." Is it okay?"

taste?

Only then did Ning Ran realize that, for some reason, the coffee smelled of blood.He brought the cup to his eyes, and found an orange-red bloodstain on the white paper cup wall, "What is this?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xike quickly hid his hands behind his back.This action is nothing more than telling Ning Ran that he has a ghost in his heart.Ning Ran put down the coffee cup, reached out to grab Lin Xike's sleeve, and pulled his right hand out from behind.

There were several fine wounds on the right hand, one of which had just scabbed over, with a series of red scars.

"what have you done?"

Although this question is a question, Ning Ran has already guessed the answer.Lin Xike was a master in the world of cultivating immortals thousands of years ago, and now in this degenerate era, no one can match him. Moreover, these wounds are different from old to new, so they must have been done by Lin Xike himself.

"I'm just—" Lin Xike bit his lip as if he had something hard to say.

"Blood is used as medicine, and flesh is used as a guide. The flesh and blood of the elders of the Qingyu Sect is really the most rare medicine." Ning Ran let go of his hand, he had already guessed a lot in his heart, and Lin Xike might not be able to get past his own spiritual veins at all. The broken Kan'er wanted to use blood to make up for himself, "Lin Xike, do you want to use your flesh and blood to make up for my spiritual veins?"

"Yes," Lin Xike lowered his head and covered his wound with his sleeves, "Anyway, it is my fault that my husband's spirit veins were damaged. It's just a little blood, and it's nothing compared to the pain my husband suffered before. .”

"Lin Xike..." Ning Ran sat down slowly while leaning on the desk, he didn't know how to face Lin Xike for a while.He wanted to say that Lin Xike didn't need to take care of him, but every time he said that, Lin Xike wouldn't listen.He wanted to blame him for being nosy, but Lin Xike cut so many cuts on his hands for himself.He has no right and no reason to blame him.

Just when Ning Ran didn't know what to say, another person knocked on his office door.

"I heard that Mr. Ran has a young lover, why didn't you bring it out for me to meet?" Before seeing the man's face, he could hear the man's smiling voice.Lin Xike sniffed the floating breath in the air, it was the familiar scent of vixen.

This is not a joke, Lin Xike did smell the vixen.Lin Xike has dealt with no one knows how many monsters that live in the mountains and forests and rely on charming people's hearts to survive.Now when I ask about the smell, I just feel itchy in my hands.

Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to add fuel and jealousy to make my husband feel a little more guilty. If everything goes well, I might be able to climb into my husband's bed tonight.But there is a disturbing fox coming to interrupt, really pick the time.Lin Xike took a deep breath, and turned his head to see what the vixen who got in the way looked like.

Remember your appearance, and settle accounts after autumn.

In front of the door, the man was wearing a dark green windbreaker with a silver badge pinned to his chest, and his broken hair was dyed dark brown.This person was born with a fair complexion, and even the pure color was almost transparent.Only the corners of the eyes do not know why, a faint pink seeped from the depths of the skin like rouge.Others looked at it with pity, but in the eyes of Lin Xike, this lovely and pitiful look, he didn't know how many skins were drawn from human faces to carve out this charming look.

"Yan Shu, why did you come here because you have nothing to do?" Ning Ran and this vixen seemed to be old acquaintances, and when he saw him coming, he didn't have any polite words, so he straightly greeted him to sit down.

Seeing the fox's familiarity with her husband, Lin Xike's jealousy was overwhelmed, and he wished he could just throw the table away.

"Come and see your little lover," Yan Shu sized up Lin Xike, "Hey, isn't this an old acquaintance? Lin Xike from Qingyu Peak?"

Yan Shu knew Lin Xike, but Lin Xike didn't know him.To be honest, Lin Xike could count on one hand the people he knew thousands of years ago.

Ning Ran knew that Lin Xike was extremely lonely thousands of years ago, and he was unwilling to go out at the towering Qingyu Peak. He might not know Yanshu of the Yaomeng, so he took the initiative to introduce Linxike: "The leader of the Yaomeng, Fox Yaoyanshu .”

As soon as he heard that it was a member of the Demon League, Lin Xike became more alert.Those one or two who came to attack my husband were all monsters, maybe they had something to do with the Monster League.

"I have something to discuss with you," Yan Shu came to see Ning Ran for business today, and he didn't bother to make any jokes with Lin Xike.

Ning Ran has known him for many years, and he immediately understood that Yan Shu wanted Lin Xike to avoid him.He told Lin Xike to take care of other things first, and discuss things between the two of them when they go back tonight.

When Lin Xike heard the phrase "discuss at night", the dissatisfaction in his heart eased a lot.Although this vixen seems a little difficult to deal with, the person who can live under the same roof as her husband is himself after all.

After Lin Xike went out, Yan Shu sat on the sofa and glanced at the door that Lin Xike had just left: "What's going on? The old love has rekindled?"

"No old love, resurgence." Ning Ran poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yan Shu. "He doesn't know what happened. He disappeared for so many years and suddenly reappeared. He won't let go unless he is pestering me."

Yan Shu raised his eyebrows: "Are you showing off? The elders of the Qingyu Sect are all first-class in appearance and stature, but they just don't know if their jobs are good?"

Ning Ran knocked Yan Shu on the head, "What are you thinking? I just want to take him in for a while because I feel sorry for him."

Yan Shu rubbed the place where he hit him, "Okay, you are a good person. When will the good person introduce me to some boys with good figures, as long as they don't look ugly, it's the same when the lights are turned off anyway."

Ning Ran shook his head, "You didn't come here today to find a man, did you? Tell me, what are you looking for?"

"The information you want," Yan Shu took out a stack of documents from the briefcase he was carrying, "is the internet celebrity you want to sign. Sign it if the price is right. It looks good, do you mind if I take it to bed."

"I don't mind, just keep alive the next day," Ning Ran took the information and flipped through two pages.

With Ning Ran's permission, Yan Shu's mouth cracked into a greedy smile: "Then I won't be polite."