Chapter 61 How can black tea taste like milk? ps: (Recently, the inspection has been strict. Please be careful when you complain about driving in the forums, so as not to be reported. Things like pulling the fork back and forth, which are too obvious, will be targeted.) (Not only you, I am also being targeted and feel uncomfortable. It seems that I can only write about small fresh things in the future. Alas) (No, I’m a writer of light-hearted novels, and I never touch pornographic things. I’m not afraid of anything.) ... ... ... After a busy morning, Luo Yuan Clinic had a short break. At noon, after seeing off the last patient in the store, Qingyou simply wiped the sign at the door and turned it to "Closed". "Xiaoyouzi."
Kimura Hiroo called him, then placed a can of oolong tea on the counter, "Iced." "Thank you." I walked over and picked it up. I felt a cool touch on my palm. I opened the pull tab and took a few sips. The rich aroma of tea accompanied by the coolness rushed into my mouth, down my throat and into my stomach. The icy and stimulating feeling lingered for a long time. It was so exciting. Qingyou narrowed his eyes into slits, his face relaxed and showing a comfortable look. Sure enough, it tastes better when it’s iced. "In this kind of weather, you'd better drink less cold drinks. It's not good for your health." Seeing that he was enjoying it, Hiroo Kimura couldn't help but advise him. Qingyou hummed and lowered her eyes, holding the frozen can in her hand. It was as if an iceberg collided with warmth, turning into waves of coolness that spread to every corner. The orange-red tea at the mouth of the can became misty as it was shaken, and a faint fragrance lingered in her nose. As expected, cold drinks are the most refreshing in the cold season!! "Where has your mind wandered to again, kid?" Hiroo Kimura was about to slap the boy, but he gritted his teeth in anger at the boy's inattentive look. "Grandpa Guangxiong, please show mercy." Qingyou quickly covered his forehead with one hand and put on a frightened expression, "It hurts a lot." "Actor." She glared at him and ordered unhappily, "Alright, clean up the store quickly and come with me to Mayi's house this afternoon." Qingyou was puzzled, "Why did you go to Auntie Mai's place for no reason?" "I don't have any appointments this afternoon, so I guess it's not busy. And it just so happens that Mai has a day off today, so it's always a good idea to go and have a look." As he spoke, Kimura Hiroo's tone suddenly became a little unhappy, "Also, you little brat didn't even bother to go see little Chun'an after school. These past five days, my good grandson has been talking about you going to accompany him." Hearing the sour tone, Qingyou smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond. But speaking of little Chun'an, he hasn't seen him for five days, and as his brother, he does miss him a little. "Then Grandpa Guangxiong, when will we go later?" "Clean up the store and leave at two." He snorted with a straight face and walked towards the warehouse with his notebook. "I'm going to count the goods that arrived this morning. You hurry up and pack."
Looking at his back, I was speechless. This old man with a young heart is still jealous of little Chun'an. ... [Host, don't forget to complete the daily tasks. Although there is no reward, you will gain 50 points of charm if you fail.] While wiping the tables and chairs, the system in my mind suddenly reminded me. "Today's task is to finish a cup of tea within fifteen minutes. I know. I haven't forgotten." Qingyou answered without stopping his hands. "By the way, doesn't the Oolong just now count? It also counts as tea, right?" [Host, those are all processed, not to mention frozen, they can only be considered drinks.] "That's it." Qingyou suddenly realized, "Then why don't I just make a cup of tea and drink it within fifteen minutes? The deadline for the task is midnight anyway." Hearing his casual tone, the system felt something was wrong. [Host, why do I feel like you are becoming more and more Buddhist? Where is your previous nervousness and caution?] "Why should I be so vigilant? Master Tong, didn't you say that the situation is very good now?" Qingyou yawned and said lazily, "Besides, isn't it very good now? There is no one to suspect. Why should I be so worried every day? Aren't you tired?" 【...】 What this says... But think about it, there is nothing wrong with it. With such an upgraded and powerful assist, any woman who has ulterior motives towards the host will not escape the detection function's eyes. If there is anything unusual, she can just speak out directly. What's more, this life is a game that starts with a golden opportunity, and you can win with your eyes closed. Damn, what's the point of worrying about the future? Well, let the host continue to be Buddhist. After all, he has been cautious for so many lives, and this life is as steady as a rock. It's not impossible to relax. Alas, I really envy the host for having such a considerate and capable system. After you survive the snowy night, you will probably be very grateful to me~ ***** ***** After cleaning up the shop, Qingyou took Hiroo Kimura's car and soon arrived at the community where Aunt Mai lived. When I opened the door and walked into the entrance, I saw the little guy sitting on the floor playing with building blocks. As if he had heard the noise, Chun'an looked towards the door curiously. A thin and tall handsome young man was looking at him tenderly. "elder brother!!" The little guy called out in surprise, threw away the toy in his hand, and ran over with his short legs. Qingyou hugged him tightly, her eyebrows curved, "Do you miss your brother, Chunan?"
"I really want to." She responded in a baby voice and rubbed her little face against his cheek, which was so adorable. "Humph!" Hiroo Kimura, who was standing nearby, snorted coldly. Qingyou couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He is Chun'an's grandpa after all. It would be ok if the little guy ran over and called him first, but he also left him aside for so long. Anyone would feel unhappy about that. Kimura, Son-kong, Hiroo, don’t have any face? "Grandpa." Little Chunan was a clever boy. As soon as he saw his grandfather was angry, he immediately called out sweetly. Leaving Qingyou's arms, the little fat hand tugged at Kimura Hiroo's trouser legs, raised his head, and said, "Chun'an misses you so much." "Oh, my dear grandson, grandpa misses you too." The little guy's adorable expression simply melted into his heart, and the old man's originally gloomy face instantly brightened up. Kneeling down and picking him up, Kimura Hiroo pecked Chun'an's little face and said, "Grandpa is here to see his good grandson today. Are you happy?" "Happy!" The little guy had a pair of big watery eyes and a soft smile. "You are such a good grandson of grandpa." He kissed Chun'an on the forehead again and smiled brightly. "Come on, grandpa will take you to watch cartoons." After saying that, Hiroo Kimura glanced at Qingyou with pride, then carried little Chun'an into the living room. Look at this superior expression. The young man standing behind burst out laughing. ... The little guy pointed at the TV in a soft voice and said, "Grandpa, Chun'an wants to watch Crayon Shin-chan." "Okay, okay, grandpa will change the channel for you." Hiroo Kimura touched his little head lovingly and picked up the remote control to change the channel. Sitting aside and watching such a warm scene between the grandfather and grandson, I couldn't help but smack my lips Sure enough, it’s still the generation gap. His mind moved, and he suddenly remembered something. He sent a voice message to the system in his mind, "Uncle Tong, how about next time we play dice, if you lose, you can call me grandpa." [Fuck, I have a bad temper, that's fine!!] Hearing the system's ready agreement, Qingyou nodded with satisfaction. That was great. Next time he could also experience the warm and touching relationship between a grandfather and a grandson. "Chun'an, stop making trouble and get off grandpa." At this time, Kimura Mai came over from the kitchen with a plate of snacks, and frowned, "Dad, you are really something. You have been busy all day and don't even take a break. Instead, you are playing around with Chun'an."
Looking at his daughter's worried and angry eyes, Hiroo Kimura smiled awkwardly and was too embarrassed to refute. Putting the snacks on the coffee table, Kimura Mai said softly, "Please enjoy, Tada-kun." "Thank you, Auntie Mai." Qingyou took a piece from the plate and put it in his mouth to chew and taste it, with a fair expression, "It's delicious." "If it tastes good, eat more." Kimura Mai smiled softly, bent down and took out a few teacups from the coffee table, and asked in a casual tone, "When are you going to leave this time, Tada-kun?" Qingyou glanced inconspicuously at the grandfather and grandson who were whispering beside them. Well, at this rate, we probably won’t be able to leave until very late. After thinking for a while, he slowly replied, "About five or six o'clock." Hearing this, Kimura Mai lowered her eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes. Just as he was about to speak, little Chun'an's happy voice rang out, "Really? Brother won't leave until five or six?" Looking at this excited little face, Qingyou smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, brother will accompany Chunan for a while longer today." When the little guy heard this, he excitedly left his grandfather's arms and ran over on the sofa with his short legs. Seeing his good grandson sticking to someone else again, Hiroo Kimura, who was sitting on the sofa, had a dark face. "Run slower." Qingyou caught him lovingly, "What if you fall?" "Hey, brother is here." The little guy smiled naively, sat in the boy's arms, and shook his hand. "Today, brother can play with Chunan for a long time. I'm so happy." Qingyou smiled slightly and stretched out his other hand to hook his little nose. "Chun'an, you can play with your brother, but you have to complete the tasks assigned by the teacher on time," Mai Kimura suddenly leaned over and spoke softly. Today she was wearing a low-necked home dress, and when she bent over so much, it was easy to see the large area of her body under her neck. Qingyou calmly turned his eyes away, but his brows were slightly furrowed. ——Auntie Mai seems to be wearing nothing underneath.. [Host, why are you moving away? I can't see it yet. Turn around and let me see the world. ] "Can you please go wherever it's cooler!!!" This hanging system is really enough! On the other side, noticing the boy's obvious changes and movements, the smile in Kimura Mai's eyes deepened. "Dad, Tada-kun, you guys stay with Chun'an in the living room and watch TV for a while. I'll go make a cup of tea." She stood up with no abnormality on her face and placed the chosen teacup on the plate. Qingyou heaved a sigh of relief, "Sorry to bother Auntie Mai." It just so happened that he had a mission to complete, so he didn't refuse. "Not so polite." Mai Kimura smiled softly, then slowly left with the plate.
... After closing the sliding door of the kitchen tightly, Kimura Mai leaned against the wall, panting softly, her chest rising and falling, and her originally gentle expression became strange. "Tada-kun~" A foolish murmur, the inaudible voice was mixed with tenderness and obsession. After taking a look at the teacup on the table, she curled the corners of her lips and slowly walked closer. "This cup of tea was made specially for you by Auntie~" ...