Chapter Fifty Five
The Third Day I “One German Tea for a non-German lady, please.” I ordered out loud, grinning as I waited for Yichen to turn to me. He was working behind the counter busily, and if I was timid, I wouldn’t have shouted my order like that just to catch his attention. When he turned and saw me, possibly recognized my voice too because I forgot to change my pitch, his eyes lit up both in surprise and glee. I raised my hand as a gesture to greet him and he smiled as a response. “Are you not here to try the AB special?” AB special? “The Achelois Bartel special, made custom and perfected with rich flavors you like.” My eyes widened in shock. He actually made a drink specifically and prepared for me? I don’t know but this was more flattering than receiving flowers. I was always attracted to g
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