Zuo An lowered his head and looked at the Americano in his hand. He brought it to his mouth and took a sip.
He had long been accustomed to the bitterness and astringency of black coffee, especially Starbucks' black coffee. The bitter taste was extremely strong and challenging to one's taste buds. He was clearly used to it but at this moment, for some unknown reason, but he actually felt bitter... He furrowed his brows unconsciously.
Xu Weilai turned her head to look at him. She said, "It's very bitter, right? I just don't understand why you guys like to drink it so bitter. Hence, when I make coffee for Gu Yu, I always add some milk on my own accord. I think it tastes better this way."
Hearing Gu Yu's name at this time, Zuo An's brows furrowed even deeper. "Then why didn't you help me add some milk?"
