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★Copywriting of this article:
The fake and serious double standard monster tyrant x face-blind club fears that the little white rabbit tea master will be punished
He Wenfan is a very traditional boss.
He doesn't get close to men and doesn't like women. He is innately immune to all the warblers and swallows. He thinks that everyone who approaches him has other motives.
One day, a new tea sommelier came to the private teahouse that I frequented. He was elegant and elegant, weak Liu Fufeng, and his every move was charming. His whole body and even the tips of his fingers appealed to his taste.
Mr. He, who had just dealt with three little goblins sent by his opponent: Here comes another one.
It was just that the tea master's gaze passed across his face lightly, as if he didn't care at all. He only focused on the tea set in his hand, but looked forward to his appearance.
"..."
This time the goblin is more powerful than before.
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Soon, the tea master fell ill and asked for leave.
Mr. He said calmly: It's time to play hard to get.
A sick day: no rush.
A week of sick leave: wait and see.
One month of sick leave: ... Not many people can be so calm.
Mr. He, who had been drinking light tea for a month, began to reminisce about the fresh tea cooked by the little goblin. It was mellow and refreshing, and he couldn't help but miss:
"Really good tea."
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Shen Ling was born into a century-old tea ceremony family and was pampered and raised. When he was in college, he worked in his own teahouse for the first time and became sick from exhaustion.
While he was recuperating, a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes came to the door and asked in a reserved tone, "Why don't you continue making tea?"
Shen Ling was severely face-blind and could barely identify with his voice: "Guest No. 001?"
Mr. He, who was referred to by a number for the first time in his life: "..."
Shen Ling scratched the door frame and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I'm sick. Can I wait for you when I get better?"
I have never heard Mr. He speak in such a soft and unpretentious tone: "Can't you speak properly?"
Shen Ling: "... Why are you so cruel?"
Mr. He looked at his red eyes that were magically conjuring, and backed away in horror.
What a... Good tea!
Demining
1. Suffer from heart disease, suffer from illness and weakness, and suffer from attack and favor.
2. The traditional strong attack is weak. Suffering is not very strong from body to mind. Beware of the thunder!
3. It's not a green tea article, it's not real tea, it's just that some people misunderstood it, and they are tea masters by profession.
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◆Recommended gay friend's article "The Pampered Little Bamboo Horse" by Cheng Jingtang, it is a super cute little sweet article about Gong who was aloof and lonely when he was a child and grew up to be a sinister person, vs. When he was a child and was cute and cute when he grew up to be withdrawn and cold and indifferent~◆
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★The following is the pre-receipt of the copy "After the wife was snatched away by the bodyguard"★
Super possessive, hidden boss bodyguard attack
Meng Xuchu was the youngest son in the family and had never received any favor from his parents.
Even though he was more outstanding than his brothers and sisters, when the family was about to survive, he still became the one who was abandoned, given to the famous Mu family for marriage, and to help the eldest son who was seriously ill to celebrate his wedding.
Miracles will not happen, Mu's eldest son is still dead.
Years of repression had destroyed his mind and worn down his body.
In the bathroom, Meng Xuchu silently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the severe cramping pain in his stomach, put on his usual iceberg-like face, and calmly conducted the funeral.
But he fainted in front of everyone.
Before he completely lost consciousness, a pair of warm and strong arms caught him firmly.
At the gloomy funeral, the whole house was in an uproar.
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Meng Xuchu had a personal bodyguard whose origins and origins were unknown.
She stood behind him silently, her dark eyes forever falling on the snow-white back of his neck under his collar.
Meng Xuchu knew that this person was the eyes used by Mu's eldest son to monitor him. Even if he fell into his arms, he still had to hold on for a while and not take it lightly.
But his bodyguard——
snatched him away from the funeral.
In front of everyone.
In the haze, the familiar voice of the young bodyguard rolled down my ears, mixed with the pain of choking:
"Why do you just refuse to ask me for help, madam?"
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Later, all those who underestimated and ignored him were worthy of standing in the quagmire and looking up at the clouds.
#Madam Tamed Wolf Dog Bodyguard
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Purpose: People should not be judged by their appearance
