Continued nowhere to escape for a cup of coffee

 Chapter 1
latte coffee milk, sweet and bitter, That chance encounter, what is sweet is bitter mm or if the two are equivalent? Who can spot the bottom of the cup, or the outcome? < br> universities, LI Mo and friends had a circle in the playground visit, then smiled and said good a small coffee shop, and he had
want to have exactly the same. signboards is gray brown, beautiful flower characters blowing warm breath. She almost did not hesitate to open the door and side head looked a bit, picking up a table by the window sits down at the latte. So, in addition to own a small single apartment, where Jing Si another home, as long as was empty, the late king ran down the stairs, sat quietly, thinking about nothing. can be a matter of fact, a lot of things, so deep imprint in my heart, do not deliberately think about, and even long and Respiratory tightly linked together.
boss in his early thirties, very delicate, somehow, there is always tremendous eyes, one to two to go, is pretty familiar with each other, Jun Ling Mo called her sister, often chatting, occasionally, eating out shopping, they talk about everything, but just to avoid living, who has no intention to bring their own stories. more in the store, each holding a coffee. Jun Mo will be taking a laptop to write the work of snapping materials and reports, and occasionally looking out, eyes uncertain drift. Ling sister will do all kinds of fancy coffee, milk foam skilled out of all kinds of patterns, heart-shaped, tree-based mm only Jun Mo came, she would get up to personally endorse a cup.
Jun Mo in school never knew so many knowledge of coffee, smell the disheveled classroom, Nestle, Maxwell House is no different, but just like the persistent, sometimes feel that they are petty, and then my heart has long been some sense of shame is not a commendatory term Petty mm, and is still firm, said: mm school paper drip type, siphon, steam pressurized out by adding a variety of ways, but also to distinguish between the selection of coffee beans. so troublesome, as in life, the total time to learn the appropriate compromise and give up.
In fact, she can not tell, is a deep fascination with coffee milk, drank whole-heartedly after the peak, or just simple, in the hands of the cup?
the fall of the south is good, great The tree leaves circular motion, down, horizontal to the ground, clear the meridians, one foot up, hair crunchy sound.
small white porcelain cup and pour espresso, milk foam on the resort, add a little cinnamon, waiter up, a word is said so mm .
such days as these two months, an official of the cold.
Jun Mo's home near the university town where the real estate, transportation is very convenient mm so house prices are not cheap, more than half of parents supported the king but also the end of bought a set of content to the single apartment, they do not have a monthly mortgage. She had never played the idea of buying a car, anyway, is also close to subway station. the mother asked her to learn to drive, she found reason: Little, if tense, brakes and throttle to how to do wrong? Some are a little traditional and stubborn person, but only looked at her scheduled set,cheap UGG boots, sighed say nothing.
cold dry days, even with the sun, in fact,Discount UGG boots, very weak. but very warm air, so look With the life out of the sun is like, lively splash of jumping. shop is also empty, and Ling sister thin wipe coffee cup. a pair of girls came in, ordered a banana milkshake, whispered a joke. a black car slowly out of the window Slow stopped.
man wearing a beige windbreaker, opened the door with a cold, stopped looked at, to 一号 table. His look was very strong, only glanced at, sweet low voice.
Jun Mo wearing dark blue woolen coat, surrounded by plaid scarves, messy hair, some of the wind, the soft and the scarf draped over his shoulders. Ling sister looked up and saw she laughs asked: . placed laptop computers, snapping the typing. occasionally want to go to a thought, then looked out the window, pick up a drink cup. transparent glass barrier of the cold, long hair slide, covered a small face and her silent, unobtrusive, smile, Just like a little warm fire
a long time, Han Ziyang is often thought of it first met, she was firmly holding the red cup, it seems that is her CD A warm, clear and bright eyes.