Although the cows are so bragging, and the same goes for the words, and the cows that have not been practiced are nonsense! I blow the cows out first, just to greed for small gains, and thought I would have free coffee in the future, but no matter how good I thought. But what I never thought was that when I drank this coffee into my mouth, my first reaction was how smelly, like eating shit. Then my face changed instantly. I really had never eaten coffee, so I didn't expect that this coffee was really too bad.

The miracle doctor looked at me and comforted me and said, "It's okay, coffee is bitter, you understand this!" This is common sense, and the miracle doctor believes that I can understand it.

I said I understand that this coffee is bitter, but I just didn't expect that this coffee would be so bitter! It's like eating shit. I'm quite unhappy. Is this eaten by humans? It's okay if I couldn't sip. After I took it, I felt a strong fishy smell that could not be dissipated for a long time. I was happy and really couldn't accept the fresh coffee. How could it be so bad? You said that I was asking me to drink such a bad thing, but you might as well kill me. I'm so stupid. I'm so stupid. I can't accept it, but I can't accept it! What kind of people can drink such things? I really think this is not something that humans drink. Of course, I mean the cup of coffee made by the miracle doctor. I didn't say you drink it. Whether you like it or not depends on me or not. After all, I'm purely on people. I only drink tea and I don't drink coffee. The coffee is too Westernized, and I can't accept it for the time being.

The miraculous doctor saw that I was in pain, so she asked me, "Is it really the same as shit? It doesn't matter, it smells pretty good!" She thought that I was too exaggerated, but then she thought that if someone likes me who loves to take advantage of small gains, as long as it is within the scope of acceptance, as long as I can take advantage of small gains and swallow it, I can't say such things. Could it be that what I said is really the same as shit? She was also quite surprised. She didn't expect my reaction to be so strong, nor did she expect this coffee to be so bad.

When I heard her say this, I was puzzled. I asked her, "You asked me to drink coffee. Have you never drunk it yourself? If you have drunk it, I should feel the same way!" Or if she really hasn't drunk it, she would say such an outsider's words, otherwise it would be unacceptable to such a fishy smell. Except for whether she is a human being, she should have the same comments as me.

Seeing that I was questioning her appearance, she smiled weakly and told me, "I have drunk it, but it is not as bad as you said. I think it is still within the acceptable range!" She thought I was too exaggerated and didn't believe in words. Of course, from another perspective, people who drink coffee all have an extraordinary idea, that is, they know that it is bitter and still drink it, which means that they are all very special people. And they think that this is a very high-end and high-end thing, so naturally they can accept it no matter how hard they drink it. This is a kind of herd mentality.

Everyone thinks this is a high-end thing, everyone thinks it is delicious, everyone thinks it is good, and people will think that if they think it is bad, they will be an alien. In order not to let others regard themselves as an alien, no matter how hard they are, they will treat it as a kind of enjoyment, and they will also use their strong tolerance to tolerate this thing.

But I subconsciously felt that our miracle doctor did not treat this coffee with a tolerant heart like this. Why do I feel more and more that she is cheating me? I think she has never drunk the same thing. I raised the remaining coffee and I smiled maliciously towards her. She looked at my bad smile and it was quite uneasy. How could anyone laugh so badly? It was nausea in the vulgarity, and there was evil in the disgust. After she saw me, she felt her scalp numb.

Of course, I was not a good person at first. I was looking at her. Why did I like her so much? You said that I am such a kind person, how could I have evil thoughts? I care about her very much. I really think I should get closer to her! I suddenly grabbed her hand, and she panicked in an instant. She knew that I was malicious. But this minute was not shy, it should be a kind of fear. She opened her eyes wide, and looked at me pitifully, looking at me and wanted to forgive me.

Actually, I don’t want this in my heart, but she actually dared to lie to me, "She has drunk it! After drinking it, you should know that this is really not enjoyment. This is called pain. This is even more uncomfortable than me taking medicine. What do you think I feel? I have been most afraid of drinking medicine since I was a child. It is too bitter. It is simply a psychological torture!" Do you think this is intolerable? How can I tolerate her dare to lie to me? Even God instructs you to deceive you. She is really no one. How can I let her go! You say I am a kind person, how can I tolerate you bully a kind person like me like this? I can’t let her go. If she starts bullying kind people now, then what else can I do in the future? She will definitely become a bad doctor.

It is not only myself, but also the sick people in the world, but also the poor people, which will be a tragedy! So I want her to know a truth, "Never bully kind people, because when a kind person gets angry, it is even afraid of myself! We really don't know what we will do, because once we get angry, the consequences will be really serious!" I lifted up the leftover coffee I drank and put it to the mouth of the miracle doctor. Anyway, I was holding her, and she couldn't run away.

I was also drunk. You said I was like this, but she didn't give in. She wanted to resist me. I was speechless. I saw how you resist a man like me. You comforted her and said, "Come on, just take a small sip and try it, just order it! You mean more or less, prove that you have drunk it, so I feel relieved. If you don't want to, you can't say anything. Besides, don't you say this is still tolerant? Then it's okay if you try it, what do you think?"

She was caught by a handsome man like me. She was very shy and shy. I could tell from her eyes that she wanted me to let her go. But you thought that if you looked at me with your little eyes, I would be soft-hearted. Although you are a woman and I am a man, men should not force women to do things they don’t want to do, but she forced me. If you haven’t drunk it, you have never drunk it! Why did she lie to me? This made me very angry. I think there should be no concealment or deception in our relationship, as this will destroy our pure friendship.

And a man like me attaches great importance to our friendship. How can I let such small things hinder our pure friendship? So my purpose is to prevent our pure friendship from being defiled by lies. We should maintain our friendship well, right! I think I have nothing to do with it. I am also a very kind man. All I do is for the pure friendship between our past and future friends!

She was really a stubborn woman. Her little face was so red that it was red, indicating that I was grabbing her hand and hurting her hand. She scolded me shyly and said, "You hurt my hand!"

I looked at her and I didn’t mean to let her go. She said so. If I didn’t mean to let go, would I still be a man? Well, I’m really not a man because I really didn’t mean to let go. You said I was suddenly holding your hand, and you said I would let me go! Then where would I put my face? I just didn’t mean to let go. You bite me, anyway, I just won’t let go, I just want to grab her!

I said I didn't want this either. As long as you obediently drank the remaining coffee, I immediately let go of her hand and said, "Be good, just have a sip. It won't die after drinking it anyway. The smell you know is really strong! That fishy and smell stick to your throat. It really makes you feel a pain. It feels like this smell cannot fade for a while. It may remain in my own taste, which makes me never forget." I thought to myself that I can't drink it, right? Everyone is human, we should be equal. I can drink it. If she doesn't drink it in front of me, I can't let her go.

She looked at me with a dying look on her face. I guess she was very disgusting when I heard me say the taste was the same as shit! She felt like she would die if she drank it. Her expression made me feel so distressed. Actually, I really don’t want her to drink it. But if I don’t let her drink it, I feel sorry for myself, then I will have a shadow. If only I have eaten such a bad thing.
Chapter completed!