Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 237 Revisiting the Runner’s Career 2
His complexion changed slightly, and the natural servility of a certain tree demon was undoubtedly revealed.

Serving tea and pouring water has been done tens of thousands of times, and no matter how many times, it will not change.

With fast speed and standard movements, he poured out a cup of tea that did not leak, and with a professional and obsequious smile from the waiter, he held the teacup in front of a monster with both hands: "Boss, please drink tea."

If the proprietress knew that she had taught for so many years as a professional waiter, and now she was poached by another family, and she was serving a little boy with no integrity at the moment, she would definitely pick up a kitchen knife in anger, and come all the way to chop her up, and then Throw it to Tan Qi, let him cook bone soup for the old and young in the building, and then give the leftover bones to the most loyal and connotative Rhubarb in Juanyun Building.

Ye Weiqiang raised her eyelids and took a look, her attitude changed drastically. A tree demon took a sip from the teacup and frowned: "It's too cold, change..."

A certain dryad clenched the chicken paws tightly, then let go after a while, and raised a very professional smile: "Okay... I'll give you some hot tea..."

After several twists and turns, she finally found the kitchen and brewed a pot of hot tea that could scald a pig to death. Shen Shuyao carefully carried the teacup for fear of scalding herself, walked with difficulty, and waited in front of the boss for a long time.

"The boss drinks tea, this time it's hot, be careful!"

Ye Weiqiang didn't seem to feel the heat at all, took it with one hand, didn't even blow it, and took a big gulp.

Shen Shuyao opened her eyes wide, how could it be possible, the cup was so hot that her flesh hurt, how could he not feel it at all, could it be that this demon man is really a demon who is not afraid of water and fire.

My mother, if he is really a male monster, what can I do? Turn around and look for the old housekeeper with the cheek to ask for a few bowls of black dog blood?

In other words, if this demon man is a monster, what would happen? A fox must be a vixen. If it weren't for a fox, how could the animals and plants around him be so coquettish.

"What kind of person really is, and what kind of tea is brewed." After a certain demon man finished drinking, he said a sentence hanging in the air.

"Ah? What do you mean?" His brain cells have been severely damaged recently, please explain and translate it.

"It's not interesting." Anyway, it's not very pleasant, since you don't understand it, it's a good deal for you.

"..."

(End of this chapter)