Fang Mu smiled and said that he was accused of it. He didn't go to Song Xiaoxi's performance to speed up his meals. If he didn't eat the noodles in the lunch box, it would be cold.

Xia Hongyu was a little dazed on the other side, and was naturally disgusted with the farce played in public like Song Xiaoxi, but the love letter made her feel a little sad.

It's very good to write.

She was about to celebrate her seventeenth birthday and had not received a love letter written by a boy. Thinking of this, she quietly glanced at the boy who was eating opposite her, "This guy is just a waste of his talent. It's better to give it to me instead of playing a farce for Song Xiaoxi. It's a pity to give such a good poem."

"Bao, where do you want to go? I don't want a boy's love letter." Xia Hongyu suddenly felt her face a little hot, and quickly stood up and whispered: "I'll leave first." After that, he ignored Fang Mu's attitude and hurriedly left.

Fang Mu didn't know why Xia Hongyu left in a hurry, but she was used to her habitual cold attitude. After eating the last bite of noodles, she saw Li Lina's girl at the table still chattering. However, Song Xiaoxi was gone, so Fang Mu also picked up the bowl and left the canteen.

As soon as Fang Mu left, a few people rushed out of a small road next to the cafeteria, and the head was Wang Ziwen.

"Boss, Fang Mu is indeed having dinner with Xia Hongyu." Yang Ming looked at Fang Mu's back as he was leaving and said to Wang Ziwen. He had just walked around the cafeteria and saw Fang Mu and Xia Hongyu sitting together.

Wang Ziwen looked ugly and couldn't help but slapped Liu Hong's head next to him: "You are so fucking useless. You can't even frame Fang Mu well, no wonder you can't get Xiao Yunyun!"

Liu Hong didn't dare to respond but felt frustrated. He took the risk of throwing paper balls to blame Fang Mu, but he had already succeeded. Unexpectedly, there was a big reversal in the end. Who the hell knew that Fang Mu had learned English so well? Fortunately, the knife-cut noodles did not pursue the initiator, otherwise he would have been exposed.

"Boss, if we are not good at literary, we will come to martial arts!" The thin man Yang Ming said viciously.

"Yes, Fang Mu's small body is no match for me at all!" said the fat man Zhang Wei carelessly.

Wang Ziwen pondered for a moment and didn't answer. It was not a big deal to find an opportunity to teach a disobedient student a lesson. When things got so big, there was naturally a golden sign that my father was holding on, and even the principal didn't even dare to let go of a fart. But recently my father got into trouble because of the No. 2 Bridge project and was busy, so he specifically told himself not to be honest and not to cause trouble for himself. Is the right time to teach Fang Mu a lesson now?

"Boss, don't hesitate. If you don't teach that kid's sister-in-law a lesson, you will be someone else's." Yang Ming urged: "Besides, according to my investigation, Fang Mu's family is very average and has no background, so there will be no big trouble."

After hearing the words of the dog-headed military advisor Yang Ming, Wang Ziwen made up his mind. He looked at Liu Hong, who was a little anxious next to him and smiled sinisterly, "Liu Hong, tomorrow at noon, you can find a way to make Fang Mu in the alley behind the school. I want to teach him a lesson!"

Fang Mu didn't know that someone would plot against him tomorrow. After he washed the dishes and chopsticks, he returned to the classroom. Seeing that Xia Hongyu was already sitting in his seat to do his homework, Fang Mu also took out a stack of test papers and started to do it. It was not until the evening self-study was about to be held to see Song Xiaoxi hurried into the classroom and ran to his seat.

"How is it?" Fang Mu turned his head and asked.

"Done!" Song Xiaoxi looked happy and made an OK position.

It seems that this guy really has a good idea, Fang Mu has to admire him. Even if he is reborn, he will not have such a thick face to confess his love.

After the evening study, Song Xiaoxi pulled Fang Mu and Lin Qing and shouted that she wanted to treat her to celebrate, and she was grateful. Fang Mu was still in a hurry to go to the cafe, so she refused and said that if she wanted to treat her, she had to find a good restaurant for a big meal. She wanted to fool her buddies casually and didn't want to help her again. Song Xiaoxi nodded repeatedly, saying that this was easy to do and that the matter was easy to do on Saturday. The buddies found a good place to have a meal to celebrate.

The business of the cafe is still lukewarm. Fang Mu habitually turned on the computer to prepare to write, but Miao Lan next to him said, "Fang Mu, stop writing today, teach my sister to make coffee."

When Fang Mu came to work, Miao Lan asked to teach her to make coffee, and Fang Mu agreed. However, Miao Lan has not mentioned this for the past few days, Fang Mu was also happy and leisurely. However, today the boss spoke up and Fang Mu had no reason to refuse, so he turned off the computer and walked in front of Fang Mu.

"Sister Lan, which kind do you want to learn? Italian coffee or American?" Fang Mu asked.

"Well... let's learn from the latte you cook first. I like the taste." Miao Lan thought for a while and replied.

Fang Mu nodded, returned to the kitchen to wash his hands, and then came out to fiddle with the utensils.

"First soak the cup (temperature cup) in hot water to ensure the taste of the brewed coffee." Fang Mu said as he placed a cup in hot water.

Seeing that there was already ground coffee powder, Fang Mu poured the coffee powder into the pressure filler and used the powder press to flatten the coffee, then pressed the pressure filler to the extraction port of the Italian coffee machine, and then said: "Now you need to extract ESPRESSO. Be careful, try to stick the extraction port to the mug wall, so that the oil of ESPRESSO can be formed more completely. The extraction time is generally 20 to 25 seconds according to the actual pressure filler. The extraction amount is 30ml..." Fang Mu said as he operated, Miao Lan's body came over and almost touched Fang Mu, and carefully watched his hands operate.

Today Miao Lan only wore a beige tight sweater, which was concave and convex. When her warm and soft body leaned against Fang Mu, she smelled the faint smell of perfume. Fang Mu immediately felt that her hands were no longer as stable as before.

Fang Mu secretly glanced at Miao Lan and saw that she looked focused and quickly calmed down. She must not make any jokes at this time.

Immediately after making the mixture of milk and milk foam, Fangmu gently shakes the mixture of milk and milk foam up and down, slowly concentrates the milk foam on the top and scrapes off the thicker milk foam with a spoon.

"It's time to pull the flowers down, this is the key." Fang Mu explained as he did. "When pouring milk down, you should first be fast and then slow. When the speed is fast, the milk foam sinks down because of the large amount of water, and then floats up because of the force of the liquid. When the color of the liquid on the right half has turned much whiter, you can start pulling. Pull the milk foam cup away and observe the liquid state, then pull it closer and continue pouring, and shake the cup to become even." Fang Mu said, his hand steadily, the color of the entire coffee has become lighter.

"Are you okay?" Miao Lan asked.

"This is the first step." Fang Mu replied with a smile.

"You might as well teach me step by step so that I can feel the touch." Miao Lan said suddenly.

Fang Mu thought about it and said that this thing was based on experience and theory alone. So he asked Miao Lan to pick up the pot of milk blistering. Fang Mu stood behind her and gently held Miao Lan's wrist to help her control the speed.

White, round and delicate, Fang Mu felt the strangeness coming from Miao Lan's wrist, tried hard to control his mind, and helped Miao Lan gently draw a heart shape on the surface of the coffee, and her body couldn't help but press her back tightly.

"Okay" Miao Lan smiled happily as she looked at the surface of the coffee in the cup.

Fang Mu was a little admiring. He pulled out such a beautiful heart shape for the first time. I don’t know how many times he tried it before he succeeded. Miao Lan is quite talented in making coffee.

"Hey, Fang Mu, why are you holding my sister so tightly? You want to take advantage of me?" Miao Lan suddenly angrily.

Only then did Fang Mu realize that the posture of holding Miao Lan from behind was too ambiguous, so he quickly let go of his hand, and his face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Miao Lan laughed and saw that Fang Mu seemed to be thin, so she didn't say anything. She let Fang Mu be busy with his own affairs and ask him if there is any problem in practicing.
Chapter completed!