Chapter 32: 32, Aphrodisiac, the na of a coffee Chapter 32: 32, Aphrodisiac, the na of a coffee Editor: Henyee Translations Now that he wanted coffee, that ant he was planning to have a good conversation with her. This was just what she had in mind.
Song Qinghuan quickly brewed two cups of coffee and brought them over.
She placed one in front of Shi Yuhuan and the other on the opposite side of him.
Shi Yuhuan looked at the coffee, and then made a “please” gesture, indicating for Song Qinghuan to take a seat across him.
His sudden gentlemanly deanor startled Song Qinghuan. Could he be possessed by a ghost? Why the sudden change of character?
Upon closer observation, everything seed normal, but Song Qinghuan had a nagging feeling that sothing was off. She couldn’t pinpoint what exactly, as the man in front of her was simply too enigmatic.
Shi Yuhuan slid a “small silver square” across the table to Song Qinghuan, “This grants the highest level of access to the security system of this villa you’re living in.”
Song Qinghuan looked at him steadily and began drinking her coffee.
She raised an eyebrow, voicing the doubts in her heart, “You an I’m living here? You’re not staying here?”
“I live in the one behind this.” Shi Yuhuan winked, his thick eyelashes slightly lowered, followed by the gradual unfolding of a composed, elegant aura.
Song Qinghuan’s eyes were filled with a hint of surprised amusent. She put down her coffee cup and looked at him in disbelief, “Really? I’m living here by myself?”
Shi Yuhuan watched her with an ambiguous smile, the corner of his cold mouth curling slightly, “Aunt He will clean up three tis a week on a regular basis.”
All displeasures vanished in an instant. Song Qinghuan laughed and nodded, “All right.”
“You are not allowed to approach the house at the back without my permission.” Shi Yuhuan added coldly, his handso face devoid of warmth.
So frosty!
“Who cares!” Song Qinghuan pouted, and then took another sip of her coffee.
Shi Yuhuan looked fixedly at her, and a peculiar gleam flickered in his eyes.
He casually flicked his hair, so strands tumbled down, lightly touching his shiny forehead. His icy deanor suddenly beca wickedly enticing.
“Aphrodisiac.” He suddenly uttered two words.
Song Qinghuan didn’t catch it, “Huh? What?”
Shi Yuhuan’s gaze was filled with mischief, “Aphrodisiac, the na of the coffee, a very precious thing.”
Aphrodisiac? That is… was she drinking coffee with aphrodisiac?!! Song Qinghuan widened her eyes in terror, looking at the coffee in front of her, then back at Shi Yuhuan.
Her astonished expression seed to please him on so level, Shi Yuhuan silently smirked.
Song Qinghuan’s eyes widened, “You, that ‘Aphrodisiac’, there isn’t any aphrodisiac is there…”
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