Glamorous Self-Help Plan

10 minutes have passed, but it makes people feel unbearable

Qi Qingxi took a sip of hot tea. This restaurant is very high-end, so the tea he ordered is naturally different from the tea in small restaurants. It tastes light, but there is a strong fragrance that lingers in his mouth for a long time.

He can drink two pots of this tea.

Beside, Cui Yuli and Han Jiang chatted very vigorously, they just talked about some work matters, but they didn't stand in the cold, you talk to each other, there is no need for him to talk.

Then Zuo Yichen didn't open his mouth to speak.

The bottom of the tea was bottomed out, and the bottom of the white porcelain cup shone with silver light under the light, and the concave arc seemed to reflect a crescent moon.

Qi Qingxi raised his hand and poured himself another cup.

Good tea, good tea.

[You can do business. 】

The voice of system 202 sounded very timely, even though its tone couldn't be heard, but Qi Qingxi still made up the tone of hating iron but not steel.

Still a little familiar.

"Have you cooperated with me more than once?"

Knowing that he was just an anti-virus software in the world of thousands of viruses, Qi Qingxi became more and more calm. Although the past maintenance tasks were no longer imprinted in his mind, once the system explained and added a free lecture, he It was accepted very quickly.

Either, every system worked so hard to popularize science for him who entered the new world; or, System 202 was like an old father, watching him grow up.

【You are my binding repairman. 】

Qi Qingxi raised an eyebrow.

really.

"Then you should understand me." Qi Qingxi said slowly in her heart: "I don't think my personality has changed much, right?"

Look, this lazy and sloppy tone is simply the hidden boss that the heroines in Mary Su's novels can't ask for.

【…】

[I've seen you shamelessly. 】

Thinking that the character set was created to the pinnacle, Qi Qingxi couldn't help a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"Is the tea so delicious?"

A voice that was different from the cold mechanical voice sounded, and the tail was picked up, suppressing the magnetism in the voice in the throat, mixing it with the deep, extremely pleasant.

Qi Qingxi couldn't help raising his eyes, following the prestige.

Zuo Yichen didn't know when to look over, his eyes fell on his face, those deep eyes didn't blink, as if he was peeking into the soul below through Qi Qingxi's skin.

Why did this werewolf suddenly strike up a conversation?

Qi Qingxi looked away without a trace, and the chatter of Cui Yuli and Han Jiang was still in his ears, the voice was not loud, but he was very involved, and he didn't care about the situation here at all.

"It's delicious." My mind was a little confused, and my mouth subconsciously answered his question.

Zuo Yichen didn't speak, but poured himself a cup of tea, held up the cup with his slender fingers, put it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Then put it down immediately.

"You know how to drink tea?" he asked.

How could Qi Qingxi know how to taste tea? He just thought it was light and delicious, so he just drank a few more cups.

So he shook his head obediently.

Zuo Yichen hummed, the sound was drawn out and became softer and softer.

Just when Qi Qingxi thought he was about to give up this topic, he suddenly heard him speak lightly again.

"say."

His tone was flat, with a faint sense of command that was hard to resist.

A shake of his head by himself made him unhappy.

Thinking that the customer is God and the president is the boss, Qi Qingxi said in a good temper, "I don't know how to taste tea."

"That's right."

Zuo Yichen leaned back on the chair slowly, although his eyes were indifferent, his speech was calm and approachable.

"This tea is old."