Ground Coffee

Shen Yan's cafe has three iron rules: no sugar, no noise, and no touching of his grinder. Wen Xuquan was guilty. He was invited into the storeroom. In the darkness, Shen Yan's fingers held his chin, while his other hand held a glass of cold concentrate. The disobedient beans, Shen Yan's voice was very soft, must be steamed in the dark to smooth out the edges and force out the sweetness—— He put the coffee to Wen Xu's lips. Only then can you enter. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.