Qin Xin's smile grew wider, his eyes squinting, "From 10 a.m. to noon, and from 2 p.m. to 5 p.m. Now is the perfect time for coffee. Let me brew you a cup!"
The round-faced girl stared blankly as he took the instant coffee sachet from her hand, or rather, the "cockroach sachet"!
The round-faced girl's voice trembled, "What... are you doing?"
Qin Xin, still smiling, said, "Making you some coffee."
When did I ever say I wanted coffee? The round-faced girl found herself perplexed, her hand feeling heavy as she received a steaming cup of instant coffee.
Looking at the deep brown coffee, double images appeared before her eyes, coffee and cockroaches overlapping, the same color...
"Ugh!"
Qin Xin's playful smile froze, his entire facial expression gradually splitting apart.
Cheng Guodong kept a distance from them, covering his nose.
