Lu Xian stared at Quan Jue in a daze.
Especially when she saw the injuries on his face, she felt heartache.
This heartache seemed to be subconsciously coming from the bottom of her heart, and it was completely out of her control.
Why was that?
This was clearly the first time she had seen this young man.
Quan Jue looked at Lu Xian indifferently as he walked to the counter.
His thin lips moved as he spat out.
"A cup of hot coffee, please," Quan Jue said indifferently.
Only then did Lu Xian return to her senses. She hurriedly replied, "Wait a moment."
Then, she turned around and got back to work.
The coffee in the convenience store was instant coffee. All they needed to do was add hot water to the instant coffee powder.
Quan Jue watched as Lu Xian busied herself making coffee for him. His eyes were as deep as whirlpools with no end in sight.
