"Little boss, what exactly is this coffee? It sounds like some kind of beverage."
"That's right. Big sisters, take a look and see which one you'd like."
"Hmm, I'll have a Pomelo C Americano."
After a quick look, Ning Tian chose the one at the bottom.
"What about you, big sister?"
Bai Ran turned his gaze to Wu Feng, who stood beside Ning Tian.
"M-Me? I won't have any."
Wu Feng shook her head. Before a match, she would never drink anything strange.
If it affected her condition and caused the young mistress to lose, Wu Feng would feel guilty for a long time.
The young mistress would be unhappy if she lost, and Wu Feng would be sad along with her.
"Come on, have one with me, Wu Feng."
Ning Tian thought, If it tastes bad, I can drag Wu Feng down with me.
"Fine, fine. I'll have a Pomelo C Americano too."
Wu Feng did not dare disobey the young mistress's order.
The remaining Nanmen Yuner followed suit and bought the last Luckin Pomelo C Americano of the day.
"Big sisters, would you like a medium, large, or extra-large?"
Before making the Luckin Coffee, Bai Ran took out three coffee cups of different sizes and placed them in front of the three girls.
"We want medium."
Wu Feng pointed at the cup in the middle of the three.
"Sorry, big sister, that one is large. This one is medium. Medium, large, extra-large."
Bai Ran hurriedly corrected her.
"I don't care what you call them. I want the medium one out of those three cups."
Wu Feng continued pointing at the coffee cup in the middle.
"Sorry, big sister, that one is large. This one is medium."
Wu Feng: ???
Wu Feng suddenly understood that reasoning with a