writing coffee

Because of the rain, we didn't stay in the university town, but went to watch a movie temporarily, and then had dinner outside. After dinner, we played video games in the amusement park of the shopping mall. When I finally returned home reluctantly, it was almost eleven o'clock.

When I came out of the shower, Qianli was still staring at the computer in the study, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Still sleeping?" I walked over and stroked the big chinchilla's fur.

The reason why this big guy can stay in my study until now is probably because its color is low-key enough, gray and white, stupid, staring at a pair of innocent big eyes, it is difficult for people to take it out thought.Qianli probably wanted to hug it, but it was too big, so she flipped it aside, hugged its eye-catching big gray tail, and stared at the computer screen intently.

"Wait a minute, it's almost ready." She turned her head and squinted at me with a smile.

"What are you looking at?" I leaned over.

She grinned, with an inexplicable complacent expression on her face, "Do, attack, attack!"

I'm a little surprised, are you serious? "After two days in G city, you still need to do strategy? Are you a fake local?"

Just before saying good night to each other outside the door, the two little kids and their aunt had already made an appointment to have fun in G City under the leadership of Tour Guide Jane for the next two days.And I, as a conscientious and diligent barista, of course resume the normal business of "writing coffee".

"Of course, I want to be a tour guide for two foreigners, so of course I can't just wander around." Then she clicked to show me the places she had selected, "These are the essence, I still need to plan time and route."

"It's almost enough, you don't need to be so professional, don't you have to get up early tomorrow?" We agreed to go out for morning tea together tomorrow.

"It must be professional." She tugged at the corner of my clothes and said with a smile, "I can't embarrass you~"

Heh... "Okay, you continue."

"Are you sleepy?" She hugged my waist, put her chin on my belly button, and looked up at me, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first, and leave me alone."

I rubbed her long hair randomly, it was just washed, it was fluffy and fragrant.

"I'll read for a while." After speaking, she broke free from her hand, went to the bookcase to get a collection of essays, and then walked out.

"Yeah, it'll be fine soon."

But in fact, I wasn't reading the book very seriously. I was indeed a little sleepy. I leaned on the sofa in the living room, flipping through the pages of the book, and my eyes stopped on a certain person in the study through the floor-to-ceiling glass.She sat cross-legged on the soft cushion of the bay window, staring at the computer intently, her expression so focused that it was almost serious, forming a strange harmony with the fluffy gray tail in her arms.

This is not the first time I have noticed that when she is working seriously, she always exudes a cold and alienated temperament unconsciously, which is completely different from usual.But whenever I get close to her, she can always return to her softest appearance without any trace.

I'm not saying she's good at faking it, I'm saying I'm honored to be treated so well by her.

"You don't have to pay attention to reading, Murong..." Someone suddenly spoke in a frivolous tone.

In fact, I have seen her finish the strategy a long time ago, watched her turn off the computer and unplug the power, watched her walk out of the study slowly, watched her walking towards me with a half-smile Sleeves down, smooth... only I can't be bothered to look away.

But now, watching this action with her voice, I suddenly remembered something.

"Where's your pajamas?" I put down the book, leaned back on the sofa, and asked with raised eyebrows.

She stopped her steps first, and the calmness and unrestrainedness just now disappeared, and then jumped in front of me in two or three steps, pretending to pat her head, "That's right! Why did I forget it again today! Ah... I've been getting more and more out of my mind recently. What should I do if it works?"

I watched her perform with great leisure.

She continued to add another sentence: "The main reason is that I come directly from the classroom after class every time and never go back to the dormitory. I must remember to bring it with me when I have class in the afternoon next Friday!" He nodded affirmatively, with a complacent look of "how can I be so smart".

"Well, don't come in if you don't bring your pajamas next Friday."

She bent down and put her arms around my neck, smirking flatteringly: "Don't be so cruel~"

I glanced at her arm hanging around my neck, "Speak well, don't touch your feet."

She pursed her lips and smiled deeply, and suddenly stepped forward and sat on my lap, her arms still around my neck, "Then if I bring my pajamas, can I sleep with you?"

I smelled the shower gel on her chest, refreshing. "You can sleep with the big chinchilla."

She pouted, turned her head and glanced at the big chinchilla staring in the study, as if imagining the scene, "It takes up too much space."

"I don't think you're in the way... can you get off me?" I said. "Go to bed."

"It has no feet." She said, she simply tightened her arms and nestled in my arms, even her head was buried.

Haha.

"Hey~" I poked her head.

She arched her body and took the opportunity to kiss me on the neck.

A little itchy... Before I could react, she raised her head again and kissed the corner of my mouth gently.

Right corner of the mouth.

I turned my face slightly and handed the other side to her.

She snorted and hugged my hands tightly again, so hard that I was about to suffocate, but the kiss on the left side was still gentle, and after the kiss, she still licked it as if nothing.

Then, we started kissing.

This is already familiar to Qianli, even a little too sophisticated.I have to admit that some people can always have special talents in a certain field.

Maybe it was too late at night, maybe this kiss was too light, slow and tender, or maybe the person who was kissing me was too warm. When the kiss ended, I fell asleep inexplicably.

"Murong, I have something to discuss with you..." Qianli suddenly said seriously.

"Huh?" I simply closed my eyes, leaned back on the sofa with my neck up, and snorted casually.

"Heh, are you so sleepy?" She laughed, caught up with me, her mouth was messing around with my neck, and she entertained herself for a while, I pulled her hair as a warning and finally stopped, and the tip of her chin rested on my neck. On the collarbone, "Our association will have an event next month, can I borrow 'writing coffee'?"

Her mouth was opening and closing, and the jaw was so painful that I had to open my eyes.

She raised her head and said seriously: "Coffee Association, we are going to hold a 'quasi-shareholders' meeting, and we want to find a place with a better environment. What do you think of 'Writing Coffee'? On weekends, for two or three hours, we pay the rent. "

What is a "quasi-shareholder meeting"?Didn't I participate in club activities when I was in college?Isn't it just a sponsorship? "Can your association afford my venue fee?"

Normally, I'm not very happy to lend my "writing coffee" to others for activities, because I always feel that they will mess up my decorations, touch my books, and destroy my atmosphere... But in the beginning, for publicity, I also He didn't insist on it, and later simply set the rental fee very high, and the requirements were relatively high. However, occasionally someone would come here for the name at any cost, and Qianli knew it.

So my question is actually sincere, but someone doesn't feel it.

She looked like I looked down on others, she couldn't help laughing while being angry, and couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

"Does it take so much trouble to get sponsors? Why don't you borrow a classroom from the school management office? Although the environment is a bit simple, but decorate it, at least it fits the temperament of the student association..."

She began to gnash her teeth, "Don't bully others too much, Murong, our association is big and rich, so we don't need sponsors to pay your site fee! Moreover! We are not soliciting sponsors, we are financing! "

Wow.

"What's your expression?"

"My legs are numb, get up."

She finally stood up obediently, and rubbed me twice with dog legs, "Is that okay, in order not to affect the business, we can arrange it in the morning." As she spoke, she lay down on my lap, Blinking a pair of big eyes coquettishly, "The main reason is that there are some works to be displayed, and I think the effect will be better if they are placed in the store~"

oh?There is also a work display?

"What? Let me take a look, don't spoil the image of my store."

"Okay!" As if she was afraid of my repentance, she jumped up, reached for the phone on the coffee table, quickly opened the album and presented it to me, "Please take a look!"

Fool.

But when I saw those pictures, I was truly shocked.

In my imagination, her so-called "Coffee Association" is a group of art students who usually like to go to cafes to drink coffee and chat together to make some cafe peripheral designs, such as hand-painted postcards for cafes, coffee bean-shaped Jewelry ornaments, commemorative cups, t-shirts with coffee-related patterns... and other small gadgets, and then sell them on online platforms to earn some membership activities... However, these imaginations are seeing a set of ceramics, glass and The metal-combined pourover coffee set was reduced to ashes in an instant, and I realized that I had made a logical error—they were first a group of college students studying art or design, and then, they liked coffee.

So in these works, the "gadgets" that I think are used for recreation are only a small part of them, and more are related to special appliances for coffee making.In addition to hand pouring equipment, there are flower pots, French press pots, and I even saw a hand grinder with a glass transparent base inlaid with logs!

Of course, these are just some "small pieces" with a relatively simple structure. There is a lot of room for development in the shape design, and there is no more complicated ones, such as hand-washing pots that can be heated and temperature-controlled, such as professional electric grinders... ...which should be why they need "financing".

"How is it? Doesn't it feel like icing on the cake when these are displayed in the store?" Someone asked impatiently.

"Ah."

She was stunned.

Haha, it seems that I didn't expect that I would admit it so straightforwardly, acting even more shocked than when I was looked down upon just now... so cute.

"Murong——" After being stunned for two seconds, the person who reacted became excited and rushed towards me again, "Murong Murong Murong..." She pushed into my arms hard, hugging me so hard that I could hardly breathe. While calling my name repeatedly, I couldn't hide the joy and happiness, as if I was not praising her association, but praising her.

I helplessly let her mess around, wondering in my heart, is there such a thing to be happy about?

Finally having had enough trouble, she lay on top of me and concluded with satisfaction: "Then it's settled, and I'll tell you when the time is confirmed."

"Yeah, get up, go to sleep."

This time she was very obedient, she got up straight away, and bounced back to put my book back on the shelf. I wonder if she will be so excited that she will lose sleep tonight.

I turned off the light in the living room, and when I walked to the door of the bedroom and turned around to say good night, I found someone, no, a certain little wolf dog, standing behind me eagerly with his tongue out.

"Sister Murong, let's sleep together tonight~"

I raised my hand to hit her on the head, she tilted her head, slipped past me, quickly climbed onto my bed and got into my quilt, then revealed half of her head and a pair of crooked smiles. eyes, half innocently half seductively looking at me.

She is sure that I will not drive her out.

Under her persistent gaze, I slowly closed the door, walked to the bed step by step, bent down and turned off the bedside lamp.

As soon as I lifted the quilt and lay down, a warm body leaned towards me. She gently wrapped her arms around my waist, rubbed her nose against my shoulder, and said almost inaudibly, good night, Murong.

Everything was a little more moving than I expected.

I rolled over to her, kissed her hair in reply, and closed my eyes.

I know that from this night on, my guest room will be deserted again.

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