Marvel's Cultivator

In front of the small round coffee table, Lei Ling took a sip of coffee, remained silent, thinking about what Liu Yuan said just now, her doubts were not refuted by Liu Yuan, which made her a little hard to understand.

According to common sense, the other party should try their best to prove the authenticity of such important information. After all, this is not a groundless rumor. I saw it with my own eyes and killed innocent ghosts.

But in the face of his doubts, Liu Yuan responded with "believe it or not, it's up to you." Taoist priest.

"The tea is gone." Liu Yuan's voice interrupted Lei Ling's thoughts. She raised her head and watched Liu Yuan get up, pick up the teacup, and walk to the counter. Looking at the ordinary back, she seemed to see Liu Yuan in an instant. Yuan's clothes changed into a blue Taoist robe.

"An illusion?" She blinked, and Liu Yuan had already arrived at the counter without any Taoist robes on her body.

Li Mengyao, who had been observing the two of them, came over. She took Liu Yuan's teacup with her white and tender hands, and said with some reproach: "Didn't you say that you don't need to bring it here? I'm not a teahouse here."

"There are not many people now, and I'm not used to being served by others." Liu Yuan said.

There are indeed very few people who come to drink coffee in the morning, and there are only a few customers in the store, and the locations are far apart.

Li Mengyao glanced at Liu Yuan, and thought: I believe you are a ghost.

She doesn't believe that a rich man like Liu Yuan will do it himself in life. He probably eats like a Michelin chef.

It's not clear where the landlord is from.

Thinking in my heart, the movements of my hands are non-stop, washing tea, brewing, and making soup are done in one go.

Seeing Li Mengyao's skillful movements, Liu Yuan nodded slightly, his pupils turned aside, an imperceptible killing intent flashed across his body, and his whole body's true energy flowed through his meridians like a rushing river, an extreme force that ordinary people couldn't detect. The strong aura spread around itself centered on itself.

Crack!The rainbow light sword at the waist suddenly came out of its sheath and pointed, the crimson blade shone with cold light.

"Uh——!" A forcibly suppressed female voice came to his ears, and the diffuse shadows quickly faded away. Liu Yuan turned his eyes back, raised his left hand and pressed the hilt of the rainbow sword back into its sheath.

No one knew what happened. Li Mengyao picked up the freshly brewed black tea with both hands and was about to deliver it to the table, when Liu Yuan beckoned and pointed at the counter with his right index finger, motioning for her to put the tea in front of her.

"Master Landlord, are you free tonight?" Li Mengyao put the black tea in front of Liu Yuan and asked tentatively.

Liu Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, glanced at the small tenant in front of him, and asked, "I don't know, the account is recorded on the rent, what's the matter?"

"Tonight is Christmas Eve, if you are free..." Li Mengyao was worried, and her voice became weaker and weaker.

Although it's just a mortal's tea, Liu Yuan is still willing to make a passable one. Hearing Li Mengyao's mention, he remembered that today seems to be such a festival, but it's a Western festival, and China's opening to the outside world is now in the early stages Well, except for some hipsters, no one celebrates these foreign festivals at all.

Looking up at the lovely tenant in front of him, Liu Yuan felt that the little girl was really innocent and cute, but he didn't flatly refuse. He pretended to be puzzled and said, "Christmas Eve? I remember it was a foreign festival."

Li Mengyao stared, feeling a little unbelievable, she never believed that such a handsome guy dressed so fashionable would not celebrate Christmas Eve, could it be with that beauty?

But there is really some misunderstanding here. The modern costumes on Liu Yuan are based on his usual impressions. Given the level of cultural development in the original world, this era is indeed quite avant-garde.

But Liu Yuan immediately turned around and said, "I don't know if you're free at night, but if you feel lonely and want to spend time with someone, I can help you talk to Miss Lei."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Li Mengyao was delighted, but as soon as the second half of the sentence came out, a sense of loss came immediately, followed by curiosity and doubt, as if he didn't understand Liu Yuan's meaning.

"I just don't know if she is willing or not. How about it?" Liu Yuan asked Li Mengyao with a complicated expression.

"En." Li Mengyao, who didn't know how to answer, could only slightly nod her head in agreement.

Liu Yuan reminded helplessly: "Girls should pay attention to safety when they are alone outside, and don't invite strangers casually."

Hearing Liu Yuan's words, Li Mengyao was a little surprised. She raised her head and said, "I think you are a good person. Is this a concern for your friends?"

"That's your luck. I am responsible for the safety of the tenants." Liu Yuan explained lightly. It is not clear whether she is being treated specially. After all, among the many tenants, she is the youngest.

"I know who she is. I'll ask for you. Happy holidays."

After Liu Yuan finished speaking, he picked up the black tea, turned around and returned to his seat, but Lei Ling stared at Liu Yuan, watched him sit down and asked, "Tonight, Christmas Eve, are you free?"

Mysterious things like ghosts are like mist, she hopes to find a chance to really ask to understand, and her parents are from the older generation, and it's not a holiday like Christmas Eve.

Liu Yuan immediately looked up at Lei Ling and said, "That's what I was going to ask."

"You also celebrate Christmas Eve?" Lei Ling asked curiously, she didn't expect such a coincidence, does this count as a common topic?

"No, I asked for the boss." Liu Yuan took a sip of tea and explained.

The boss here?That girl, who is not less than two years younger than herself, is both beautiful and pretty. Thinking of this, Lei Ling looked at Liu Yuan who was drinking tea, and asked in a low voice: "You don't have any thoughts about others?" Bar?"

"I'll tell you if I have an idea?" Liu Yuan asked a little speechlessly.

What I said seems to make sense. It's too late for a man to be happy when there is such a good thing. Would it be impossible to share it with others, but this is not right.

She asked a little strangely: "Why do you care about this?"

"I don't know, maybe I want to do something good." Liu Yuan thought for a while, and said vaguely. It is really difficult to say why. Usually, these things are just based on feeling, and rarely think carefully.

Lei Ling smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be quite a good person, I will consider it."

Anyway, there is nothing to do at night, and the design draft has basically been finalized, so it should be no problem to help out. In previous years, there were not many people together on Christmas Eve.

But when it comes to Christmas Eve, this time is also preparing for the New Year, even as a superpower, there is no way to escape that event.

Thinking of her parents urging her to find a boyfriend, Lei Ling felt a little headache, and she would inevitably talk about it when the time came.

Thinking of this, she looked at Liu Yuan, and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Aren't you going to find a girlfriend? It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Yuan paused in his hands, raised his eyes and said, "I don't intend to."

"Aren't your parents in a hurry?" Lei Ling asked, urging marriage, urging blind dates and so on are basically recognized themes of the Chinese New Year, not only myself, but also my friends and colleagues have these worries more or less.

Liu Yuan sighed, put down his teacup, and turned to look at the river view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"A long time ago, they were gone."