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Chapter 1230 The Republic of China Song Girl (28)

"It's fine if you like it." Hearing what Le Tong said, Ma Sen finally felt relieved. He has been preparing since the birthday party was over, and it took him more than a month. He is also happy to know that she likes him.

Le Tong asked Xia He to take the books back to the study, then turned around and asked Ma Sen, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

"You still know coffee?"

"I heard people say that you guys like to drink coffee, so I learned how to brew it a few times." Le Tong pursed his lips and smiled, "How dare you show off in front of you if you know a little bit about superficiality."

Mason touched his chin and nodded seriously, "Then I'll give it a try."

"Then you have to wait for a while, there are books under the low table, you can also read some books." Le Tong stood up from the sofa, "They don't know how to make coffee, so I have to come in person."

"Wait and see."

"I hope you don't dislike it." Le Tong walked into the kitchen with a smile.

She bought a set of coffee making utensils and a batch of coffee beans outside a while ago, but she never used them, so she just used Mason as a guinea pig.

Ma Sen wandered around the living room, but the living room was so big, and he finished reading it in a few minutes. He had nothing to do, so he sat back on the sofa and picked up an English book to read. This book may be Le Tong's frequent reading Books, the pages are a little yellowed, and there are many notes on it, and many places that I don't understand are circled with a pen.

"Do you have a PEN?" Ma Sen asked Xia He in the Chinese language, which is not fluent. This is the result of his learning the Chinese language this month.

"Bah?" Xia He could barely understand the first half of the sentence, but he really didn't understand the last word. Are you bah?Pooh?
Mason corrected his pronunciation, "It's pen, not bah."

His pronunciation was not clear, it sounded like he was saying the same word.

The second monk Xia Hezhang couldn't figure it out, didn't they mean the same thing.

It's getting more and more confused.

Ma Sen didn't know how to say that word in Huaguo dialect, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he gestured to Xia He to write, Xia He then understood, ran to the side and took out a pen Handed it to him, "Is this it?"

Mason showed surprise eyes, "Yes, this is it."

Xia He was speechless, so she just talked about pen, what did she think it was.

With a book in one hand and a pen in the other, Ma Sen wrote notes on everything Le Tong didn't understand.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and the ticking sound of the pendulum clock could be heard very clearly.

Suddenly, a scent wafted out from the kitchen.

Mason closed his eyes and sniffed lightly. The coffee was delicious.

getting closer~
"The nose is quite sharp." Le Tong carried coffee from the kitchen to the living room, and couldn't help joking when he saw someone intoxicated, "Try it."

Putting the coffee in his hand in front of him, he walked to sit opposite Mason.

Ma Sen put down the book in his hand and took a sip. He was full of praise for Le Tong's coffee, "What do you say you know a little bit about superficiality, and you are an expert in brewing coffee with this taste."

"It may be that the coffee beans I bought are better, so the brewed coffee is also very delicious."

Ma Sen was noncommittal, "By the way, I ticked off the parts in your English book that you don't understand. Take a look. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

Le Tong picked up the book and read it carefully. In the place she circled, Ma Sen had already explained it in simple words, so it was much easier to understand, and Ma Sen's English was very beautiful , It's pleasing to watch.

(End of this chapter)