The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

The sun couldn't shine through, and with the smoke from the cigarette butts, the faces of the two seemed to be covered with a layer of dark gray.

"What's the reason?"

Pei Yiyi let go of the hand that adjusted the cuffs and leaned back on the chair.

Xu Anning picked up the lip ring, let it go, and put his hand on the edge of the table. His handsome and thin face moved closer to the man, and his eyes turned into rare seriousness: "A woman can't live without a man, and a child can't live without a father. The key is His family is still in debt..."

Before he finished speaking, the old foreigner came over with a cup of coffee. Pei Yi had a cup of coffee, but Xu Anning had a cup of milk tea.

Seeing that they looked like they were talking about business, the old man couldn't help but interjected: "This gentleman, Mr. Xu is a good man. If it weren't for him, my house would have been forcibly demolished by some unscrupulous businessmen. No more coffee made by myself."

This person is not humble at all, is he?

Pei Yi smiled politely at him, "Really, that means the coffee you make is very good?"

"I'm sorry, take your time." The old man smiled back confidently, holding the tray up to his waist with one hand, and was about to go down.

Fuck, I didn't compliment him at all, okay?

Pei Yi raised his fist and coughed lightly, pointing to Ning An'an by the window, "Please serve him a cup of milk tea too, less sugar, thank you."

The old man was slightly taken aback, as if not being able to drink the coffee he brewed was a loss, and asked slightly disappointed: "Sir, why don't you let him taste it too?"

"No, he'll lose sleep if he drinks coffee."

The man's eyes were full of doting, as if he was remembering some interesting things, and the corners of his lips curved slightly unconsciously.

Chapter 33 Is it delicious?

When Ning Anan drank coffee for the first time, she was so excited all night, she dragged Pei Yiyi to dance disco on the bed, and insisted on teaching him to sing: Let's learn how to meow together...

The picture of a cat teaching a fish how to meow was so wonderful, now that Pei Yiyi recalled it, his smile was full of light as warm as the morning sun, as if it wanted to ignite the darkness around him.

Xu Anning didn't dare to look, she lowered her eyes slightly, and added a few candies to her milk tea cup, "I can see that you love him very much."

You love him very much, you know that he will suffer from insomnia when drinking coffee, you know that he doesn’t like too much sugar when drinking milk tea, you know that he likes to listen to nursery rhymes and eat snacks...

He was still reluctant to let him take a motorcycle, a vehicle with low safety performance.

But I only know that he loves cleanliness, balls of yarn, dried fish, and I like to take him over walls...

"That's natural."

Pei Yi picked up the coffee, his movements were extremely graceful, and he took a sip. It was unexpectedly mellow, with good acidity overflowing on the tip of his tongue, and gradually turning into a fruity sweetness, as if he was tasting a cup of concentrated juice.

"Well, this coffee is really good, why don't you drink it?"

Looking down for a moment, he inadvertently caught sight of Xu Anning's action of adding sugar to the milk tea, and the man covered his eyes.

He likes sugar too?

Xu Anning didn't answer directly, and scooped up a spoonful of viscous milk with fruit granules with a small spoon, put it into his mouth to taste carefully, bent his eyebrows and eyes with pleasure, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel.

Cai replied: "I have suffered too much in my life, so I don't want to eat bitter things. Although Mickey Mouse's coffee is delicious, no matter how I drink it, it tastes bitter."

After speaking, he scooped up another spoonful of milk tea and ate it in small sips, his movements were extremely careful, as if it was so sweet with milky fragrance, he had eaten it once in his life.

Pei Yiyi was slightly worried.

A rough guy like him should be the kind of person who eats a lot of meat and drinks a lot, right?

Turning his eyes to the burning cigarette on the edge of the ashtray, he pretended to be joking and asked: "Isn't the cigarette also a bitter and spicy smell, and I haven't seen you cut it?"

"Smoke is different."

"What's the difference? You smoke for fun, don't you?"

"Half of it."

"What about the other half?"

Xu An tightened his fingertips on the spoon, raised his eyes and smiled at Pei Yiyi,

"Continue to live."

Perhaps because of the extreme care he ate, he didn't even have any milk stains on his lips, but that smile was too pale, like a dying flower that was about to wither.

The man's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Very good, this person played a very good emotional card, I was almost fucked by it!

He deluded himself to think so.

Inexplicably, I wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible.

"Well, the coffee is pretty good, but I won't withdraw the lawsuit!"

Xu Anning was taken aback for a moment, and a trace of bewilderment flashed through his eyes: "Why?"

"What?"

Pei Yi raised his gaze and looked at him, "You don't understand the words "helping the evildoers and mistreating the evildoers?"

"But once her man is arrested, her daughter will be arrested to pay off the debt. Such a young child, big brother, you don't have any sympathy, do you?"

"I really have no empathy."

My sympathy and love will only belong to Ning An'an.

Besides, Pei Yiyi has never been a good bird, so he said heartlessly: "Since you like being a hero so much, why don't you help them pay off their debts?"

He joked again: "The little girl has been raising her for more than ten years, and she can still date you..."

Uh, I almost forgot, he has AIDS, so I guess people don't want it either.

These words successfully stimulated Xu Anning, but he didn't explode, and explained with restraint: "I think so too, but my family owes a lot of debt, my father died again, and my mother is still lying in the hospital half dead, so ..."

Pei Yiyi was very indifferent to the birth, aging, sickness and death of human beings, and there was not much fluctuation. There was even a trace of teasing in his deep eyes, "If that's the case, why don't you want the money I gave you that day?"