Mo Shangyun, who got what he wanted, finally had a chance to "take Yan Tianxing for a ride".
She likes to go for a motorbike ride in this climate and enjoy the autumn scenery of the city along the way.
This is a very beautiful season. Ginkgo biloba is falling, slowly falling with the breeze, and occasionally passing by, the sun rises in the east, and there is a soft and bright sun shining on the body, which is warm.
Mo Shangjun told Yan Tianxing in advance that if he had a favorite scene, he could tell her that he would stop and take pictures at that time.
However, although the scenery along the way was beautiful, Yan Tianxing never heard him stop.
Although Mo Shangjun was very strange, he cared about driving and didn't ask much.
As everyone knows, Yan Tianxing, who is behind him, has a mobile phone in his hand, but he did not take a picture. Instead, he changed the background of the previous mobile phone lock screen before Mo Shangjun parked.
Mo Shangjun drove the motorcycle to the bustling street, and then found a place to park.
Yan Tianxing got out of the car and put away the phone without leaving a trace.
"What to eat?"
After parking the car, Mo Shangyun walked back and clapped his hands.
Yan Tianxing tilted his head and asked, "What did you eat in the morning?"
"ravioli."
After a pause, Yan Tianxing asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"
"It's okay." Mo Shangyun replied.
She can't always ask that any shop she finds is delicious. After all, she is a person who can meet scumbags at a meal early in the morning, so she can't expect her luck.
After thinking for a moment, Yan Tianxing said: "Then go to eat steamed buns."
"Okay," put one hand in his trousers pocket, Mo Shangyun walked straight forward, but he felt strange after taking a step, and inexplicably turned around and asked Yan Tianxing, "Is there any connection?"
"kind of."
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and came to her side.
"Um?"
"You can eat it too." Yan Tianxing took her hand.
"… "
what logic
However, it was Yan Tianxing's treat anyway, he could eat whatever he wanted, and Mo Shangjun had it all for him.
The Mo Shangyun at the airport is not very familiar, but she is quite familiar with her nearby.
So, with a big wave of his hand, he led Yan Tianxing to breakfast.
After choosing a restaurant with a good reputation, Mo Shangjun asked Yan Tianxing to order by himself, and then found an empty seat to sit down.
This is different from the breakfast shops near the airport. It is located in a prosperous area. Not only are there many local people, but there are also many tourists. The vacant space was occupied in a short while.
Although Mo Shangjun was a five-good youth who grew up under the flag of the motherland, she did not have the habit of eating breakfast while standing in a restaurant. She could occupy a place as long as she could. Anyway, she was not wearing a military uniform and had a thick skin. Things are over.
Soon, Yan Tianxing brought the breakfast directly.
A bowl of steamed buns, a plate of dumplings, and a plate of pickled radishes.
He put the dumplings and pickled radish in front of Mo Shangyun.
"For me?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids unexpectedly.
"Well." Yan Tianxing sat down and said calmly, "It's okay to eat mine."
Mo Shangyun glanced at his steamed buns, and then silently brought the dumplings to him. When he went to get the chopsticks, he took two pairs and handed a pair to Yan Tianxing.
Looking up at her, Yan Tianxing reached out and took it.
Because Mo Shangjun has never shown "caring about people" very much, any inadvertent gesture of intimacy can make people pay attention.
Yan Tianxing broke the chopsticks apart in a good mood, and then put them aside, ready to tear the buns.
"do you want to eat?"
After eating a dumpling, seeing that Yan Tianxing hadn't moved his chopsticks, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but asked curiously.
Yan Tianxing paused slightly.
At this time, Mo Shangjun had picked up a new dumpling, dipped it in some sauce, and sent it directly to Yan Tianxing's mouth, "Open your mouth."
Staring at her with a little surprise, Yan Tianxing opened his mouth fluently.
Mo Shangyun gave him the dumplings, and then took them back, all actions seemed to be taken for granted, without the slightest intention or nervousness.
Soon, he tasted the pickled radish Mo Shangyun and felt that it tasted good, and gave Yan Tianxing the pickled radish to eat as usual.
Yan Tianxing's eyes have been entangled in her.
After eating the pickled radish again, Mo Shangyun frowned for a while, and then asked Yan Tianxing, "Do you know how to make pickled radish?"
"Well, I know." Yan Tianxing nodded.
Their cooking squad leader has a preference for pickling these. Yan Tianxing approached him and knew the steps, but he just hadn't tried it himself.
"Oh… "
Mo Shangyun replied thoughtfully.
"What?" Yan Tianxing asked her with great interest.
Mo Shangyun paused, and put half of the pickled radish in his mouth, crunchy.
There is no reason to be curious about everything, Mo Shangyun said casually, "It's good to be a side dish."
Yan Tianxing smiled speechlessly.
At first glance, it is perfunctory.
After a while, Mo Shangyun rested his left elbow on the table, resting his chin in his hand, and said unhurriedly, "My grandmother... pickles these every year."
Yan Tianxing narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression a little weird.
If he remembered correctly, Mo Shangyun's grandmother... passed away when she was eight years old.
I heard Mo Shangshuang say that because of an accident, it seems that it has something to do with Mo Shangyun.
However, looking at Mo Shangyun carefully, he did not reveal any strange emotions.
"Here."
Mo Shangjun took another dumpling and handed it to Yan Tianxing's mouth.
"… "
His thoughts were interrupted.
295、The purpose of the black eagle