Story of Longevity

"Hahaha, little one, your friends are all good people! You mistaken me for your sister...

Mom is so happy! ~"

"Okay, okay, it's all about last night, so don't care about it so much, aren't you shy?"

Walking in the corner of the prosperous city, on the streets of Sixuan Tea House, Xing Ke curled his head, watching the people coming and going, and some could not bear Yiye holding his wrist:

"Obviously it's in the late thirties, don't you want to be a serious person?"

One leaf hanging on the left wrist of the star carved, wearing a white lace dress for going out, plus the height problem...how do you look like a high school student little sister!

"Huh, when it comes to age or something, will you hurt the girl's heart if you are like this, little one?"

Pursing a small mouth, raising a forty-five-degree angle, whether it is movement or tone, the lovely breath that exudes from the inside to the outside is so invincible, not an acting skill, but an instinct.

"Furthermore, you are not qualified to say that Yiye's mother is not serious! When you enjoy the leisurely retirement-like life, Shuangma Group is managed by Yiye's mother..."

"Oh? Really? Thank you."

"Ah, so cold."

Isn’t that of course? As a magician, Xing Ke holds contract magic that can never be betrayed. To help him manage a giant monopoly group or something, there is no need for Yiye to do it himself...

In other words, Yiye is the general existence of [Banban Girl], [Head Face], and [Highest Authority? Mascot] of a group.

"Isn't your job "professional selling cuteness, calm people's hearts"? I want me to praise you for being cute, right?"

"...Huh! Anyway, Yiye's mother, I am a serious woman with a serious career, so I won't allow Xiaomou to refute."

"Okay, I know..."

Properly responding to this adult mother who has been raised in a deep boudoir, Xing Ke looked left and right, and finally found his destination here in a corner of his vision.

"So, for Master Yiye, who has worked hard, has been busy, and has no time to experience life, didn't I just take you out for shopping today?"

Although the actual purpose is not simply to go shopping, Xing Ke still wants to find a reason for taking her out.

"Huh~ it's almost the same.

Speaking of which, I haven't been on the street for a long time..."

"how long?"

"Well—about a year?"

"...Damn it, if it weren't for me, I wouldn't have the qualifications to say that you are a housekeeper. I definitely want to give you a lesson today!

No wonder the distortion of the spiritual world is getting more and more serious. Shenjing Bing has not been healed. So you never go out shopping?

Just as the [goddess] of this country, it is flattered and sought after by those in the upper social field, and it does not touch the outside world... It would be strange if it can be cured naturally.

That's why it is where it is today.

"Ichiyo, the cafe in front, shall we go in for a rest?"

"Yeah! Good!"

It's just that she is unconditionally obedient to Xingke...

LeBron)? Anyone's name? Does the little one know here?"

The decoration of this shop looks very stylish, but the name of the shop is unknown.

"Ghost knows, I'm here for the first time, but the taste of coffee and curry in this shop is guaranteed."

"Huh? Why? It's obviously a coffee shop?"

"So the ghost knows, that's what Uncle Mi's profile says..."

As the store door opened, the crisp bell rang immediately.

"Welcome~ Guests, please find a place to sit down at will."

Behind the bar, a middle-aged male glasses shop manager heard the ringtone and looked away from the newspaper, welcoming the arrival of the two people.

Sure enough, there are no customers in the store at this time.

It seems that the interior and the facade of the store are decorated in a retro-European mixed jazzy brown-red style, quiet, tidy, and dim... It is a good place to spend time alone.

"Is the bar OK?"

"Of course, does the guest have any names?"

He didn't push his glasses until Xing Ke pulled Yi Ye and sat down at the bar in front of the store manager, and looked at the combination of Xing Ke and Yi Ye.

After all, in this empty store, two young men, a man and a woman, sat in front of the bar.

"A cup of mixed coffee, what about you?"

"Leave it to the manager! I want more milk..."

"Oh? The little lady is very discerning, wait a minute~"

No matter who it is, the manager is very happy if he can trust the barista's skills and place orders at will.

The manager put away the newspaper, lit the alcohol lamp, boiled water, and prepared coffee beans in one go...

He wanted to show off a little.

It’s just that he didn’t know. Of the two present here, one is the old immortal whose sense of taste is degraded and gradually doesn’t understand the taste of food, and the other is the black tea pie who doesn’t understand the taste of coffee...

Sitting down and meditating for a few minutes, Xingke ignored the look in Yiye's eyes and went directly to the topic:

"Mr. Store Manager, Xiaoren who works in your shop... isn't Amamiya Ren here?"

Xingke's words caused the store manager's hand to stop. He finally learned that Xingke was not an ordinary customer, and he came to the store with a purpose.

"...He is not here now, are you his acquaintance?"

Fu glasses glanced at Xingqi~www.ltnovel.com~ the manager answered quietly.

"Yes, it's old knowledge from high school, right? Before he observed the punishment..."

"jingle--"

Just when Xingke was about to introduce himself, the store bell suddenly rang.

"Manager, I'm back."

An indifferent and calm magnetic male voice sounded, holding a kraft paper bag from the supermarket, and a young man wearing the same apron as the store manager entered the store.

"lotus……"

"Oooh, Xiaolian!--"

Standing at the door of the store, looking calmly at the worried store manager, and Xingke’s somewhat familiar face, Amamiya Ren seemed to fall into memories, and then suddenly realized:

"Bow length?"

"Yes, the answer is correct. It's me, someone with a bow. It seems you didn't forget me."

"long time no see."

"Well, long time no see, how is Xiaolian?"

"well."

"..."

"..."

"Oh... well, I know you still have this virtue, do you want to kill God here?"

Seeing Amamiya Lian's eyes conveying the feelings of remembrance and joy with Xingke, but did not speak at all, Xingke knew that his temperament had not changed at all, and had to guide the topic helplessly.

"Xiaolian, put your things down first, let's sit down and have a coffee and talk? I think a good person like the store manager should agree..."

"Well, I got it."

Turning his head calmly, looking at the manager who was relieved, Amamiya Ren offered the purchased materials:

"Don't worry, it's a friend for the time being, can you?"

"...Okay, I see, add one to the blended coffee, is this okay?"

The store manager obviously also knows Amamiya Ren's character which is obviously insufficient. He patted the back of the head, sighed and returned to his homework...