Stereotyped Taste

Although she was a friend, she knew that as long as Yi Xia made a decision, it would be difficult to turn back.

"Got it, thank you, Lise." Yi Xia's lips revealed a faint smile, as she knew that Lise truly cared about her.

Without further ado, Lise continued to accompany Yi Xia in their coffee shop.

Half an hour later, when Lise saw that her condition had recovered by quite a bit, she then suggested, "Can you continue cooking the incense now? If that's not possible, why don't we go home and rest? "

"No problem, work is more important." She had been delayed for a week. She couldn't wait any longer.

"Fine." Lise agreed and took the lead to get up.

Yi Xia also finished her coffee and stood up to leave the coffee shop with Lise.

Along the way, she couldn't help but be lost in thought. There was always a voice asking her, was this really what she wanted?