"Hmm!" Leng Ruobing nodded mechanically, curious to see what kind of mischief he could still come up with.
This eldest cousin, truly aging peculiarly, getting worse and worse over the past decade.
As a child, he bathed in purified water, and now that he's grown up, he's even more excessive.
If it weren't for the sake of my aunt, I wouldn't even bother to see him. Just one glance and I don't need to eat for three days, my stomach's filled with nothing but air.
Song Xiaoji, giddy with excitement, pinched his fingers together delicately and laughed "graciously," "Cousin Ruobing, you just wait, I'll make it for you to drink!"
"Big Chicken Cousin, make one for me too."
"This princess wants to try as well, to see if it tastes like cat poop."
Xiao Zheng and Chu Xiaoran also joined in to watch Song Xiaoji's performance.
Song Xiaoji actually brought out a dainty coffee bean grinder and began to process the beans. In no time, he had finely ground coffee.
