Zhao Qingyan has been paying attention to time, and Qiao Junxi came very on time.

When it was about to get off work, there were very few customers in the coffee shop. Qiao Junxi saw Zhao Qingyan sitting by the window at a glance.

She is worthy of being a girl educated by the Zhao family. Her seemingly innate cultivation is impeccable. She just sat quietly and stirred the coffee gracefully, not looking too serious or too restrictive, and did not show any frivolity. Her every move was just right, complementing the surrounding scenes.

It was the setting sun, and the gorgeous sunset happened to fall at her hand, so she also merged into this sunset brocade picture.

"Sit down." At this moment, the waiter brought Qiao Junxi's cappuccino. Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but joke, "Brother Qiao's secretary should be good at cooking, why should he come outside to drink?"

"I don't have much research on coffee. I just want to know if the cappuccinos in this world taste the same. Are you satisfied with this explanation?" Qiao Junxi's gaze stayed on the exquisite lace at the top of the coffee for a few seconds. She was a lifelike kitten, and it seemed that she would jump out of the coffee cup at any time.

He took a slight sip and did not destroy the integrity of Lahua. The kitten was still smiling and acting cute at him.

"How?" Although she felt that Qiao Junxi's question was meaningless, Zhao Qingyan still asked out of curiosity. Anyway, she thought the coffee tasted similarly, at most, the sweetness and sourness varies.

"The level of Lahua is good." Qiao Junxi exclaimed sincerely.

In fact, when Zhao Qingyan got the coffee, she stared at Lahua for a long time. The Lahua on her coffee was a girl's avatar, and she looked a bit like her. "Indeed, the barista's Lahua skills here are superb."

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"Get back to the point, what are you asking for me?" Qiao Junxi took a sip of coffee again and asked lazily.

Zhao Qingyan's beautiful eyes raised their tails and said mysteriously, "I went to Changle Temple today."

Qiao Junxi's long fingers with clear joints pressed against the coffee cup, but she didn't answer the words. Her deep eyes gradually softened and fell on Zhao Qingyan's fresh and refined face. He waited patiently for her next sentence.

"By the way, I asked you for a peace talisman." Zhao Qingyan took it out of his bag and handed it to him.

Qiao Junxi stared at the Ping An Fu in her palm for a while, then slowly closed her five fingers and accepted her feelings, "Thank you."

A strange feeling spread in his heart, probably the most special gift he had received since childhood.

"I know you may not believe in Buddhism, but the incense in Changle Temple has always been very popular. It is said that sincerity is spiritual, so it is better to keep it to avoid evil." Seeing that he accepted it, Zhao Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and was worried that Qiao Junxi would disdain this kind of thing.

"Well, why did you suddenly think of worshiping Buddha?" Qiao Junxi carefully put the peace talisman into her pocket.

"The weather is good today. The Cherry Blossom Avenue in front of Changle Temple is beautiful. Oh, the Buddha also gave a small lantern for praying for you. I'll hang it on it for you." Zhao Qingyan blinked and said. She had made all these words, just to make Qiao Junxi understand that she was not an ungrateful person, and she remembered the favor she owed him.
Chapter completed!