She had been making coffee for over seven years.
She took a sip. It tasted as good as it smelled.
She lifted her head to look at Mixiao. She sized her up in the quickest way possible.
Her black-framed spectacles seemed to cover half of her face. In addition to her fringe which reached her eyebrows, she couldn't tell what she looked like.
Xuxu frowned in confusion. Weren't girls these days good at dressing up?
Take Yueyue, for example. She always dressed in bright and beautiful colors, which made one's eyes brighten. Although she was born with good looks, she'd still look old-fashioned if she didn't dress well.
Mixiao kept her head bowed and Xuxu wanted to make her lookup. She thought for a while and said, "Have a taste yourself."
As expected, Mixiao lifted her head and shook it. "It's fine. I'm not thirsty."
She shook her head as she adjusted the spectacles on her nose bridge.
