"Thank you," Di Jinxuan said with a sweet smile as she took the exquisitely irresistible coffee takeaway cup.
High-end goods were indeed high-end, even a delivery cup was particularly exquisite.
It wasn’t so paper cup or anything, but a delicate and charming ceramic cup; in any case, it was very upscale and justified the price.
"You’re welco," the waiter smiled and joked, "This is specially made for you by Mr. Jin, and I heard there’s a surprise inside."
A surprise?
Di Jinxuan blinked, now quite curious. What surprise could it be?
She knew that Royal Zhenxiang was not only renowned for its taste but also for its excellent service. As one of the top coffee houses in the capital of the Empire, its guiding principle was to offer a romantic experience.
Due to the expensive nature of their items, many people used Royal Zhenxiang as a small gesture of confession, like this cup, for instance. After you finish your delicious coffee and open the cup, you’d find a ssage engraved at the bottom from the gift giver.
"Old rules, you’ll see it after you finish," the waiter chuckled. "Enjoy your drink, I’ll go deliver to others now."
Besides the students, teachers, and professors were also in abundance, after all, whatever Nangong Jin ordered was always more than enough.
"Sure," Di Jinxuan nodded, took a sip from the cup, and, well, the taste was first-class indeed.
At that mont, a certain flamboyant older man walked over and casually draped his arm over her shoulder, "Wifey, can we go now?"
"Let’s go," Di Jinxuan replied, biting on her straw and giving him a glance.
At this ti, Di Mingjue’s competition hadn’t ended yet; it was just the right ti to go and watch.
"I’ll be off then," Di Jinxuan waved to Qin Yun and the others.
"Go, go," Qin Yun and the others had already succumbed to the delights of coffee and cake, hazily waving their hands as a form of goodbye.
Nangong Jin wrapped Di Jinxuan in his arms, "Wifey, that dance costu you wore earlier was so revealing, I was quite stirred."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Damn it, what’s with him casually stirring up... passions left and right?
Di Jinxuan decided to ignore him and just kept sipping her coffee.
Nangong Jin continued, "But the whole country saw you, I’m very upset!"
Very upset, super upset!
Di Jinxuan rolled her eyes at him, "It’s just a dance costu, I don’t wear that normally."
However, Nangong Jin was not about to let it go and shalessly suggested, "No way, to make it up to , how about you wear it for tonight?"
Di Jinxuan didn’t want to say anything. Were there seriously such shaless requests?
"I’ve thrown the costu away, I didn’t bring it," Di Jinxuan said without hesitation.
"No problem," Nangong Jin replied with a grin and in good spirits, "Let’s go buy another set that’s similar."
Similar...
Di Jinxuan looked skyward, speechless, "Can’t you stop being... flirty?"
"No," Nangong Jin answered decisively, seriously adding, "I’m a normal man, with normal psychology and normal needs. Wifey, preventing my needs is tantamount to harming my body and soul. What if I beco impotent later?"
My God, now impotence was being brought into this, and he even said it with such righteous indignation!
"Then beco impotent," Di Jinxuan kindly responded.
"My God, wifey, you’re so cruel!" Nangong Jin pretended to be agitated, "Who’s going to take care of you if I beco impotent?"
Di Jinxuan’s face flushed red, and she reached out to pinch him, "Nonsense, who needs you to take care of them!"
"Ouch, wifey, don’t pinch, it hurts. There will co a day when you need to take care of you."
"Get lost! Quickly!"
"Nope, wifey, I want to take care of you!" The flamboyant old man made a solemn oath, "I must take care of you!"
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