Outside the hotpot restaurant, there was already a hazy night on the street.
The street view cars are arranged on one side of the square, and there are many people buying milk tea.
After Mo Bei came out, he calmed down a little, and planned to queue up to buy a drink.
The appearance of a young man can attract people's attention just by standing up.
Mo Bei didn't look up, but lowered his eyes and pressed the words. Since he wanted to find someone, the first thing to do was of course find out where he was.
Soon, there was a reply over there: "Feng's Building."
Feng
Mo Bei raised his eyes and glanced at the surrounding buildings, and finally decided not to distinguish between public and private.
"No. 036, two cups of cheese milk caps, more ice and no sugar."
It's from Mobei. The reason why I chose this drink is also because there are five words written on the napkin of this restaurant.
"I love you so much"
It's too late to buy flowers, so I just use this instead, he probably won't mind.
Mo Bei thought, and walked towards the subway.
Seeing her leave, many girls followed suit.
He's so good-looking, hey, how can there be such a good-looking person!
Mo Bei's temperament has never changed. Even though her hair is now long, it is still cold and fresh, with a sense of beauty. Halfway through, someone stopped her and asked her if it was convenient for her to take a street photo.
"It's inconvenient." When Mo Bei said this, he glanced at the time. The milk cover had melted and affected the taste. As a graduate chef with a certificate, he was extremely persistent in this aspect.
The host didn't even think that he would be rejected. After being stunned for a while, he didn't even stop anyone.
On the contrary, Mo Bei missed the pit stop because of his blocking, and also remembered that the scimitar behind his waist could not pass the security check, so he simply changed to other means of transportation... Shared bicycles.
There is no way, the evening rush hour, if you take a taxi, it will affect the taste of milk tea even more.
It's just that it's obvious that Mo Bei rides a bicycle differently from others. He's a bit too fast, and even the hem of his clothes is windy.
Especially in the middle, she also answered a phone call with earphones on her ears: "Hello, Senior Lin."
"Little facial paralysis, how about the method I taught you last time? Did your love rival fall under your charm?" Lin Feng did nothing else these two days, just waiting for Bei to report the results to him.
Mo Bei paused, and said, "I haven't started yet, the rival in love is gone."
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows: "No more?"
"Hmm." Mo Bei happened to have other questions to ask: "One thing I provoked him, and he seemed very angry. Senior Lin, what should I do at this time to make him calm down quickly?"
Lin Feng pushed the work on his hands, and the little face paralyzed asked him again, which was very fulfilling.
"When it comes to calming down, I'm the best at it." Lin Feng pulled off his tie: "The domineering president's essays collected by your master have no other benefits, but they are effective in coaxing people. I have also summed up an experience. No matter you What is the reason that made the other party angry, don't let him open the mouth, try every means to kiss him, small facial paralysis, you have to remember, the aura is the most important thing, when the kissing party has no strength to resist, the anger will naturally dissipate. "
Mo Bei stopped his bicycle and put his long legs on the ground: "It seems to be true."
"Huh?" Lin Feng heard the grammatical error in the words, and was about to ask carefully.
Mo Bei spoke again: "Senior Lin, hang up first, and I'll call you later if I have any questions."
"Wait, little facial paralysis, I haven't finished yet, hey..."
I saw the reward, thank you for helping the devil to achieve the results, I hope you will be happy after receiving the gift, I saw the picture, the bookmark is very beautiful, thank you for your hard work, and I will draw three cuties from it to give out additional battle uniforms or throw pillows, and…
(end of this chapter)