It is more effective than any medicine I have.
Could this be the reason why he didn't lose control after staying by Yanyan's side for so long? !
Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking deeply.
It wasn't until the two of them reached a quieter place that he said, "What do you want to eat?"
"Let's go eat beef noodles! From here to the company, we will pass a beef noodle shop that claims to be a century-old shop. The taste is still good!" Luo Liyan couldn't help but think of the smell in the memory of the original owner of his body. He licked his lips, feeling more and more hungry.
Jun Mohan turned his body slightly, just in time to see that little bit of redness flashing past in front of him.
But it was too late to have any evil thoughts, but seeing the little woman staring at her staring eyes, looking at herself eagerly, like a puppy just waiting for her master to feed her.
"That food is so delicious?" His low tone was tinged with a faint smile.
Luo Liyan nodded quickly, "It's so delicious, the line is full of people every day!"
Hearing that he was going to squeeze together with others, Jun Mohan frowned slightly, subconsciously resisting.
But facing the little woman in front of him with such anticipation, he finally endured it.
Neither of the two said they would let go, as if they had forgotten about it, they walked to the beef noodle shop.
Although there are not too many people now, compared to Jun Mohan's daily meals, they all eat in private rooms or in private rooms.
This is already intolerable.
Especially the wooden tables and chairs placed outside looked very dirty after years of use.
"That... Forget it! Let's eat somewhere else!" Luo Liyan pursed her lips, and smiled apologetically at Jun Mohan.
But he didn't particularly care about it, but took Luo Liyan's hand and walked to an empty seat.
He took out the handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the stool and the table very carefully, seeing that the pure white silk had turned into a faint yellow.
"That... I'm going to buy beef noodles! Mr. Jun, what do you want to eat?" Luo Liyan hurriedly jumped aside, trying to get away from this embarrassing scene.
Jun Mohan stretched out his hand and dragged her back to the bench, then pressed her to sit on it.
Then he said, "Sit here obediently, I'll go buy it! And..."
He paused halfway through his words and struggled for a while before continuing.
"You don't need to call me Mr. Jun!"
"That's called... BOSS?!" Luo Liyan asked tentatively.
Hearing that she had thought of such a title, Jun Mohan's forehead twitched.
"You can call me Mohan, or John!" he suggested.
"This... is not very good! I feel like I don't respect you at all!" Luo Liyan shrank her neck and used honorifics directly.
Jun Mohan felt that he was holding his breath in his heart, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.
I have so many people's respect, I don't need to add her.
What he wants is intimacy.
Even if he knew that the little woman in front of him had feelings for him, if he surpassed him, it would be very difficult to get out of control.
Jun Mohan still hopes that Yanyan likes himself more than he likes his so-called younger brother.
"Since you are my brother's friend, then you are my friend! So don't use your honorific title, or the three of us will be awkward!" He spoke nonsense very seriously.