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 05Fifth cup of coffee
 Yunxian went back to the apartment, changed his shoes and turned on the lights, put the shopping bag in his hand at the entrance, and first shouted "Tap".
 The master slowly came out of the living room and rubbed his fat face against the leg of his trousers.
 Yun Xian knelt down and fished it in his arms, and smoothly said, "Are you hungry?"
 After changing the water and pouring the cat food, Yun Xian sorted the things in the shopping bag neatly and collapsed on the sofa with a sigh of relief.
 He ate his dinner full, but Yun Xian was still hungry.
 With an empty belly, he was too lazy to take care of himself. He took a pack of Li Zhicheng's bear biscuits from the coffee table in the living room and twisted a piece into his mouth.
 Yunxian feels greasy for the over-sweet chocolate taste, but the high-calorie stuff also feels fuller.
 After eating two more pieces, he patted the crumbs on his hands and took a sip of cold water.
 The sky is completely dark, the night is deep, and the city is lit up with thousands of lights.
 It's boring. If both of them are at home, Li Zhicheng will take him to watch a football match and play games. Now that Er Dengzi is in the hospital, the house suddenly becomes deserted.
 Yun Xian turned on his phone and edited a circle of friends.
 [To commemorate Li Zhicheng's youth revival. 】
 The picture below is Li Zhicheng, who is wearing a hospital gown and staring at the camera with no expression, and Yunxian's "Like" with his left hand in the same appearance.
 Taking into account Li Zhicheng's 30-year-old face, Yunxian set up a group, only Li Zhicheng and Zhou Yi can see, but in order to create an effect, he deliberately commented on a few items below.
 [Drinking too much, stomach perforation. 】
 [Sister, don’t worry too much about your brother Li. 】
 [Thank you for your concern, the patient is now emotionally stable. 】
 Yun Xian amused himself as he typed, to see how hard he paid for his brother's love.
 Soon he received a question mark attack from Li Zhicheng.
 【sincere:? 】
 【sincere:? 】
 【sincere:? 】
 [Sincere: Delete it for me quickly! 】
 [Sincere: Which school girl cares about me? Why can't I see the comments? 】
 [Mishan: No school girl, group can be seen, only Zhou Yi can see. 】
 [Sincere: Grass! You **** don't block her, is she only visible? 】
 Five minutes later, Yunxian couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhou Yi's comment.
 [Let the doctor treat his secondary disease. 】
 Li Zhicheng also saw it, and immediately poked Yunxian privately in the small window.
 [Sincere: What does she mean? 】
 [See the mountain: Say you are naive. 】
 【sincere:? Am i naive? Why doesn't she treat the princess' disease? 】
 Yun Xian rubbed his neck, unwilling to listen to the two men ridiculed and taunted.
 [Mishan: Rest early. 】
 After exiting the chat box and returning to the circle of friends, he flipped down at will.
 He doesn't have many friends, most of them are classmates and former colleagues, who hurriedly swept through them, and didn't bother to give them a thumbs up.
 When the finger slides to the familiar avatar, it stops.
 Jiang Ying's avatar and WeChat nickname seem to match, and the orange sunset in the sky at dusk.
 Most of her circle of friends is written in words, as if she has sent her feelings anytime, anywhere.
 Tucao the boss, complain about the weather, look forward to the weekend, or share a hand-made painting.
 Including the present, a bowl of duck blood fans with the smell of fireworks.
 [Supper invited by the boss! He is the most handsome and best man in the world! 】
 When Yunxian saw Li Zhicheng like it, he felt a little distressed for these two stunners. He was probably cheating on this flattery, but he didn't know how others ridiculed you just now.
 Jiang Ying is actually very different from her initial impression.
 From the outside, she was a cold and cold girl, always without much emotional ups and downs, as light as a cloud and unpredictable.
 After further understanding, you will find her interesting and cute.
 Yun Xian likes to see her circle of friends, especially when she mentions Li Zhicheng.
 Maybe it's because her dog legs and Tucao are so calm and real, just as fresh and bright as this person.
 The food on the picture is more attractive after color adjustment, Yun Xian touches her empty belly, and the hunger strikes again.
 Starving is really painful, Yunxian struggled with himself, but decided to obey his heart and follow what Marquez called an "honest lifestyle".
 He opens Jiang Ying's chat box, edits the text and clicks to send.
 [Mizan: Can you ask which duck blood fan is from? 】
 The other party almost returned in seconds.
 [Sunset Orange: Wait, I will share the shop with you. 】
 [Sunset Orange: If you like to eat, you must go to Nanjing to eat authentic ones when you have time. 】
 [See the mountain: Good. 】
 [Sunset Orange: I didn't expect you to eat this kind of thing too. 】
 [See the mountain:? 】
 [Sunset Orange: You look too immortal, like someone who only drinks dew. 】
 [Sunset Orange: You have to skim the oil when you eat green vegetables. 】
 After Yunxian read the words on the screen, he was amused by the other party's words.
 It was the first time that he saw such a metaphor.
 [See the mountain: It is indeed not often eaten. 】
 [Sunset Orange: This is the most delicious in Xicheng, don't worry! It's on the street next to the coffee shop, it's very hygienic and clean. 】
 [Miyama: Okay, thank you. 】
 Jiang Ying sent an emoticon package with a pink rabbit on her face. Yun Xian guessed that she meant "I wish you a happy meal."
 At 10 o'clock that night, Li Zhicheng, who only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge a day, received a picture from Yun Xian.
 On the screen is a bowl of duck blood vermicelli pouring in spicy oil. The soup is rich, the duck blood is fresh and tender, and it is decorated with coriander, which is full of color, fragrance and flavor.
 [See the mountain: Let's go to Nanjing another day. 】
 [Sincere: Ha ha, I cast a spell, you will skyrocket by 20 catties tomorrow, and your abdominal muscles will become fat! 】
 【See the Mountain: Rebound】
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 On Friday, Jiang Ying plans to go to Yunbian to pack a cake for the weekend after get off work.
 As soon as I entered the store, I saw Yunxian who was about to go out.
 The other party wore a rare sportswear today, refreshing and healthy.
 Jiang Ying asked him: "Are you going to work out?"
 Yun Xian tightened the lid of the water cup and said "Yes".
 Jiang Ying's eyes rolled a half circle, and he asked, "Gym?"
 "Well, it's the one on the corner."
 "That house!" Jiang Ying smiled with joy, "I have a card over there."
 Yun Xian looked at her, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "Go often?"
 Jiang Ying nodded and lied without changing his face: "I like sports."
 There is indeed a card. The prize she drew at the annual meeting last year is reasonably suspected that Li Zhicheng did not want to go there and set up such a tasteless prize.
 They are all iPads and switches, and no matter how bad they are, they are also health-care pots and foot baths. She just got a fitness card for this fat house who doesn't like sports.
 Yun Xian cast her eyes down and looked at her silently.
 The weather was warm in April. Jiang Ying was wearing a T-shirt and a denim skirt today. She is neither fat nor thin, showing a fair and well-proportioned calf. Just by looking at the lines, you can tell that she doesn't exercise much.
 He had thoughts of trickery, he deliberately teased her: "Well, let's go together?"
 "Huh?" Jiang Ying obviously didn't expect this development, and he laughed, "I have something to do today, next time, next time."
 Yunxian suppressed the corner of his mouth that he wanted to **** up: "Then I'll go first, bye."
 Jiang Ying waved his hand: "Goodbye."
 Watching the other party go out, Jiang Ying put down his smiling face and walked to the bar, weakly placing an order: "Pack me a piece of cheesecake."
 "Ding—" the phone rang a reminder tone.
 Jiang Ying swipes the screen to unlock.
 It is an eleven-second language message.
 [Although I am the owner of a coffee shop, I still have to say that you should control your diet during fitness. Have you eaten a lot of sweets recently? 】
 His voice rang against his ears, and Jiang Ying blushed, and murmured in his heart: You are not to blame for eating too much!
 Coming out of the Yunbian Cafe, Jiang Ying drove back to his parents' house.
 After working, she rented another house. The reason she told her family was that she was close to the company and convenient.
 But in fact, considering that I often stay up late and work overtime to write plans, I am afraid that my parents will talk.
 As soon as she took out the key to open the door, she couldn't say "I'm back" in her throat.
 Mother Jiang was sitting on the sofa talking on the phone, her tone was serious, and Wu Nong's soft words were also sturdy.
 "A meal until eight o'clock is not enough? Do you want to come back?"
 "I told you not to drink too much before I went, and I won't care about you when I come back drunk again!"
 Jiang Ying took a sigh of relief, carefully changing his shoes and entering the house.
 Mother Jiang hung up the phone angrily and vented her dissatisfaction with her daughter: "Tell me about your dad, as soon as he is old, the last time I went to the hospital, he said he had high blood pressure and fatty liver, and he still drank it!"
 "Okay, okay, don't be mad, I packed the cake for you." Jiang Ying opened the box and scooped a spoonful of it to Mother Jiang.
 "Why is it so sweet, I'm so fat!"
 "It's a good mood to eat something sweet." Remembering Yun Xian's words, Jiang Ying only took a small bite. "Where is my dad eating? I'll pick him up."
 Mother Jiang reported the place, sighed "the victim", got up and went to the kitchen to cook sober soup.
 Just less than five minutes after Jiang Ying sat down, he took the car key to pick up people.
 The restaurant was not far from home, and she called Father Jiang, but she didn't expect someone else to pick it up.
 "Jiang Ying?"
 The other party was a young man, and his voice sounded familiar.
 Jiang Ying was still searching for who it was in his mind, and he declared his name: "I am Fu Chen, do you remember?"
 Boom.
 Those two characters were like rocks, dragging her heart down.
 Jiang Ying was frozen, holding her mobile phone and her head blank, until the traffic light jumped, and the car behind honked the harsh horn, she recovered, and quickly said: "Tell my dad that I will pick him up."
 A few minutes away, Jiang Ying parked the car, but did not get off immediately.
 She lowered half of the car window, licked her lips, and wanted to smoke.
 I rummaged in the glove box for a long time, only to find a bag that was left before, and there were only two left.
 The flame ignited the cigarette butt, and Jiang Ying's slender fingers caught the smoke in the dim car.
 Until one cigarette burned out, she opened the car door and stepped on the cigarette butt, wrapped it in a tissue and threw it in the trash can.
 As soon as he turned around, he saw Father Jiang walking out of the gate, being helped.
 Her father was blushing, his feet were vain and drunk, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
 Jiang Ying hurried to meet him, frowning and complaining: "Why do I drink like this? I will be scolded again when I go home."
 The drunk couldn't hear it, and swayed and yelled and could drink.
 "Help Uncle get in the car first."
 Jiang Ying glanced up at the man and nodded.
 Fu Chen is a lot more mature than before, wearing a shirt and trousers, his hair combed back with hairspray.
 He has single eyelids, the tails of his eyes are upturned, and he looks fierce.
 Girls secretly discussed this when they were in school before. Some people said that Fu Chen was very manly and made people feel safe, and some people said that he had a face that would cause domestic violence in the future.
 Regardless of those polarizing comments, for Jiang Ying alone, he was a nightmare that he avoided in his school days.
 I haven't seen each other for many years, and I didn't expect to meet again on such an occasion today.
 Jiang Ying suppressed his rejection of him and tried to calm down as much as possible: "Thank you, let's go first."
 "Hey, wait." She was pulled by Fu Chen's arm as soon as she turned around.
 Jiang Ying took a step back vigilantly, avoiding almost subconsciously.
 Seeing her reaction, the other party shrugged his eyebrows and put his hands in his pockets calmly.
 "I heard my uncle say, are you working in the science and technology park now?"
 Jiang Ying lowered his head to avoid his sight: "Yeah."
 "Have a chance to come out and get together?"
 "talk later."
 Father Jiang hummed twice in the car. Jiang Ying checked the timing and said, "I'm leaving now."
 Getting into the car in a hurry to start, she turned the steering wheel and saw Fu Chen in the rearview mirror still standing still looking at her.
 The other party raised his hand and waved, and shouted, "See you next time."
 Jiang Ying frowned, said "I will see a ghost next time" in his heart, and stepped on the accelerator and left.
 The author has something to say: This article is a short story, and there is no male second.
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 A new café had opened downstairs from the company. The shop’s signature item was neither coffee nor cake, but the boss’s good looks. 
 Jiang Ying, a visual creature, was not careful and had left her heart over there. 
 Since then, a trip to Cloudside became a daily practice.
 At some point, Jiang Ying checked her bank account and realized that her financial situation from the past few months was something to worry about. 
 Thus, she said to Yun Xian, “Boss Yun, I must be your store’s biggest customer. Why don’t you consider letting me invest in it? Let’s make money together.”
 Yun Xian glanced at her as he wiped the cup and said in a flat tone, “Forget about investing.” 
 Jiang Ying felt like she was wronged. “I help with the taste test every time there’s a new product! When you said you couldn’t fall asleep, I thought of ways to coax you to sleep! I even painted the mural on the wall for you! *sigh* If I can’t even invest, then I’m at too much of a loss!” 
 “Oh, it is a bit of a loss,” Yun Xian said when he learned about her reasoning. “Then I can only let you make up for it by being the boss’s wife.”
 Yun Xian x Jiang Ying 
 A beautiful but pessimistic café boss x a game designer working in a cubicle with her heart floating in the Jianghu
 A short story where love comes first.
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 Zhou Xiaoxiao, an ordinary fine arts student, transmigrates over to a strange ancient world. She becomes an insignificant character who is highly skilled in martial arts.
 Zhou Xiaoxiao was determined to escape her lowly identity as a henchman and live independently. However, she suddenly comes across the exquisitely handsome scholar Yu Xingzhi, who was tormented until he was on his dying breath.
 Since staying alive in this dog eat dog world is already difficult, will she rescue him or will she go down her own path? And can she possibly return to the modern world?
 This is an unlikely romance story between a heroic woman and a frail yet beautiful scholar.
 Mini Theatre:
 Yu Xingzhi: “Wife, don’t return to your maiden house, I’ll agree to all your requests.”
 Zhou Xiaoxiao: “You’ll agree to all my requests? Then strip nude and become my art model.”
 Yu Xingzhi was blushing from ear to ear as he removed his armor and clothes.
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 She was originally the number one assassin, but at the same time, she was also a genius pharmacist. But why did she have two fiancées?
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 The Su family has twin daughters.
 They were like the sun and the moon; one sister was bright and had a carefree disposition while the other one was demure and reserved.
 But it never occurred to anyone that when the twins grew up, the introverted sister would step into the entertainment circle and became a well-known flower! While the other one packed up her school bag, and aiming to become a doctor of Geology, sailed all the way across the ocean!
 One day, while the other sister’s intoxicated face was exploring the wild, a manager with a group of bodyguards tied her up and brought her to a variety show!
 “What bedroom scene are you trying to make me do?! Let this old woman go!!!”
 “Su Jishi, your sister left a retirement letter and disappeared! All her endorsements, variety shows, and movie contracts add up to more than three billion dollars in liquidated damages! If she still won’t show up, then you have to take her place for the meantime!
 “What?!”
 “By the way, she’s currently dating the vice president of XX Group and you have an appointment with him tomorrow night.”
 Manager: “You are three centimeters taller than your sister, two degrees darker than her skin…your hair is fifty centimeters shorter, and a mole is missing from the corner of your eye. The most important thing is that you are ten pounds heavier than her! Starting today, you have to strictly follow a diet to lose weight! Are you allergic to anything or abstain from any food?
 Woman: “I’m not a vegetarian.”
 Manager: “…”
 The president held the woman’s face in his hands and affectionately said, “Dear, this mole on the corner of your eye was made to be kissed by me.”
 The woman raised her hand to wipe off the mole: “Sorry, this mole was only painted!”
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 The challenges a female cultivator had to overcome on her life journey were countless. 
 She mustn’t be lacking in talent, cultivation techniques, medicinal pills, and magic weapons. Otherwise, her cultivation would progress too slowly. 
 She also mustn’t have too many emotions, weaknesses, kindness, and greed. If she had too much of them, she would soon be saying hello with death. 
 Moreover, she must look neither too pretty nor too ugly. Although she mustn’t be stupid, she also couldn’t be too intelligent. 
 Being a female cultivator, Mo Tiange naturally had to face those challenges. Nevertheless, being orphaned from a young age had toughened her tenacity and resilience. Neither having what were deemed as waste spiritual roots nor limited resources could deter her spirit. Staying as inconspicuous as possible but never let an opportunity go was her daily life. Follow Mo Tiange as she embarked on a journey to survive and achieve immortality in the harsh and merciless cultivation world…
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 Shu Shu: There’s an idiot living upstairs! 
 (Yu Yu: There’s an idiot living downstairs!)
 Shu Shu: I’ve never seen a guy like that before! 
 (Yu Yu: I’ve never seen a girl like that before!)
 Shu Shu: Hmph, he’s such a d*ck! 
 (Yu Yu: Hmph, she lacks a d*ck!)
 Shu Shu: Toy boy! 
 (Yu Yu: Tomboy!)
 Shu Shu: Look at his room number, minus one from 250! 
 (Yu Yu: Look at her room number, plus one from 250!) 
 Friends: ……
 One month later:
 Shu Shu: I want to kill that fish (Yu)! 
 Yu Yu: I want to tear that book (Shu)! 
 Friends: ……
 One year later:
 Shu Shu: I’m getting married to the guy upstairs! 
 Yu Yu: I’m getting married to the girl downstairs! 
 Friends: What! Why didn’t you tell me that the one upstairs (downstairs) is a male god (female goddess)!!!
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 An edict bestowed marriage.
 A noble daughter with three strikes: no talent, no looks, no virtue.
 A trash wangye – disfigured, disabled, seriously ill.
 Everyone says: Perfect match!
 Bridal veil down–she wore a shallow smile. Leisurely and calm. Having experienced life and death, she only wanted to lead a quiet life.
 Going up to the wedding hall–he had a slight smile on his face; a heart as cold as ice. He suffered all kinds of humiliation, but there will be a day when he will stand above all beneath the heavens.
 –He is my husband. To bully him is to bully me. To insult him is to insult me. To hurt him is to hurt me. If someone were to hurt me, I would have to get to rid of them!
 –Benwang doesn’t believe in supernatural beings and doesn’t seek heaven. If she were to die, benwang would turn this entire world into purgatory and sacrifice this whole country to her!
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 【Who says money can’t buy love? —— You just haven’t found the purchase link yet!】
 Yang Xiao is charming, beautiful and makes a lot of money, but unfortunately, her eyes aren’t very good. Her first two boyfriends were nothing but beasts in human clothing.&nbsp;
 Her first boyfriend was a domineering CEO from a prestigious family. His only requirement? For her to get pregnant before marriage. A marriage license in exchange for giving birth to a son.&nbsp;
 ——Yang Xiao: “Scram.”&nbsp;
 Her second boyfriend was a talented and highly respected university professor. However, this scholarly young man also had dozens of secret girlfriends and lovers on WeChat.
 ——Yang Xiao: “Get lost.”
 In order to deal with her concerned parents and stop her relatives from gossiping, Yang Xiao opened the “Rental Boyfriend” app, planning to hire a fake boyfriend to take home for the holidays.
 The next day, a guy wearing a sports uniform and holding a basketball appeared outside Yang Xiao’s house. He was tall, young and very handsome with short, fluffy hair on his head, and eyes that curved into beautiful arcs when he smiled. Even the sky seemed to brighten up when he grinned.
 ——“Thank you for hiring me! I’m Meng Yufan, your boyfriend.”
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 He Xiaoyun transmigrated in the 70s and became the mother of the hero in a book. The feats of the old lady in her youth were endless: Pretended to fall into the water and drowning, relying on the soldier in the same village on saving her, drugging the other party, and then conceiving a child; Relying on having a son to separate from the family, suspecting her husband of cheating and playing around the army.
 He Xiaoyun always felt that the hero’s father is doomed for eight lifetimes. She hated these kinds of people the most but she became such a person herself… I feel like I can’t talk like that anymore. The only fortunate thing is the old lady is still just a young woman, she’s still young, beautiful, and healthy. They are three things and she recognizes the situation no matter how bad it is.
 However, at night, she thought of the ‘old man’ that made the hero full of respect. Now that she’s been forced to take over, He Xiaoyun, a single dog, isn’t all that well.
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 The little boy said persistently: I want to adopt you, you touch my head, you are responsible to me!
 Xia Yuqing…who raises who!
 For the sake of having a relationship with the little boy, she stayed to take care of him for the time being. What was unexpected is that his dad is also a strange flower. When she regained her memory, she understood that she was deeply in love…
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 Is a flower demon with three hundred years of cultivation.
 Shao Zi’s biggest wish is to beat up that egghead Scholar (shu sheng) that always comes to water plants at noon.
 But when she got close and rubs her hands in preparation for action, she realizes that she’s clearly playing along to someone’s rhythm ah!
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 The holographic online game BOSS Su Jiameng came across from the game and found that he had turned from an abusive BOSS into a tortured cannon fodder! Before, there was a black-bellied elder sister who was reborn with resentment and revenge. After that, there was a passing through the second sister with the aura of almighty Mary Su. There are also two buns and children’s shoes of various mischievous pit girls. Why don’t people have a good life? Su Jiameng, my goal is to take my son to conquer the sea of ​​stars, and refuse to fight in the house… Someone smiled and said that it is okay, Xiaomeng, you are responsible for making money and supporting the family, I am responsible for being beautiful, how about? Su Jiameng “……” (*^__^*) Ask for a pink ticket~~~~
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 The archaeologist “red-haired witch” made too big of a disturbance while excavating tombs, gloriously becoming a martyr in the midst of the grave chamber’s collapse. Seventeen years later, she had transmigrated into the Five Regions Continent. The delinquent Meng Fuyao who struggled to survive in the lowest rungs of society, cast aside her boyfriend who was about to marry another person with a slice of his five fingers.
 “Believe me, she will be an absolutely perfect wife. With her by your side, you will be like an aristocrat and her luxury poodle – no matter where you go, your status will increase by a hundred-fold and complement each other perfectly.”
 Forsaken love, abandoned like dog shit. From then on it was a boundless sky and open sea, a trek of ten thousand li. To obtain the Seven States seals, fight against the world first. For the hope of return in her heart, brazenly collide with the Machiavellian royalty of the seven states, uniting the outstanding and talented under the heavens through fortuitous meetings.
 And so, will this road of chanced affection go through the peak of heavenly mountains and the warmth of bonfires; the glint of sword shadows and the coldness of the glance backwards; the autumn sun’s golden wind and the flying sweep of the robe sleeve; or that chilly moonlit forest and that sprint like an arrow’s? Once love and that chosen, narrow path cross each other, which will prevail?
 She said, I can dedicate myself to you, but if you do not want my body of hot blood, then I must draw your blood. She said, the efforts of my entire life have run in the opposite direction of true love, so are the heavens laughing at me? Then I guess I can only laugh at the heavens.
 Three chi of torn silk, one zhang of spilt blood. A thousand li of expanded territory, ten thousand fallen corpses. One day the Luan and Phoenix will soar up with the winds, and Fuyao will rise straight up, ninety thousand li.
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Cloudside Café

Chapter 5: Fifth cup of coffee

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