As with many young women in China, she was quite clueless as to what he was suggesting. Sexual intimacy was a subject that was rarely touched on for her, even when dealing with her older brother. Anguo already had a fiancee selected by their parents, one that would help provide a suitable, stable future for their family name.
The context of what he'd picked up on was clearly missing from Mingmei. She merely offered him a smile and shook her head. "No. Here. I work here," she explained, then rose to her feet and held out her hand for his cup of coffee. "What kind do you like? Chocolate? Caramel? Strawberry? Sugar?" She'd find something he liked, and she would say it would be for free, because she didn't drink that much coffee herself in one week. One pound of coffee went a long way.