A figure leaned against the table, and the faint smell of perfume came. Jiang Lan looked up at the person talking.

It's Si Ning, the owner of this coffee shop.

Si Ning is very tall, 1.78 meters tall. She has short hair, wears a black T-shirt and casual pants. When she doesn't speak, many people think she is a boy.

When Jiang Lan came to the interview, Si Ning flirtatiously pinched her face, frightened Jiang Lan. He only realized that she was a girl as soon as he spoke.

Jiang Lan put down the tablecloth and smiled and gestured to her: I'm used to it.

Si Ning stared at her fingers and caught a glimpse of her red eyes again.

Si Ning's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she got used to it. In her opinion, these three simple words contained too much bitterness and grievances.

Si Ning handed over the milk tea in his hand, "You have the matcha milk cover you like, hold it, and everyone has a share."

Jiang Lan thanked her, took the milk tea and took a sip.

The white cream stuck to the corner of her mouth. Si Ning stretched out her fingers to wipe it for her. After wiping, she didn't forget to take the opportunity to pinch her face, "What a fool."

Si Ning's tone was filled with a bit of sadness and care, as if she had some meaning.

Jiang Lan's face is a bit baby-fat, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and white. When she stared at someone, she looked like a little puppy, pitiful.

So Si Ning likes to pinch her very much. At first, Jiang Lan was not used to it, but gradually, Jiang Lan got used to it.

Habits are such a terrible thing.

Si Ningren is very good. In order to understand what Jiang Lan said, she also specially watched the video and learned sign language. Now she can understand most of Jiang Lan's sign language.

But Jiang Lan never dared to make friends again.

The last time the person who made friends with her was just now, disliked the car she had taken and sprayed it with disinfectant water over and over again.

Si Ning didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly pulled Jiang Lan upstairs, "Come here to do me a favor."

Jiang Lan quickly put down the milk tea, followed her all the way upstairs, and came to a room at the corner of the second floor. He pushed open the door and placed colorful paintings inside.

Si Ninghao is the owner of this coffee shop or a famous painter. The word "famous" is self-proclaimed.

She didn't let her learn painting at home, so she opened a cafe for cover and secretly painted here.

As soon as he entered the door, Si Ning pressed Jiang Lan on the stool, "Don't move, your job today is to be my model."

Jiang Lan sat obediently on the stool, motionless.

Si Ning likes to practice with her and has painted many portraits of Jiang Lan.

Time passes minute by minute.

It was almost noon, and it started to rain heavily outside, drizzling outside the window, but the room was particularly quiet.

But the store below was almost too busy, Jiang Lan and Si Ning's cell phones were ringing wildly, and she didn't dare to move around.

Si Ning was also a little bored. She put down the brush in her hand and said, "Forget it, I'll draw it another day, and go down and see what these people are urging their lives."

Because it rained, many people came to the store, most of whom were hiding from the rain.

It’s just that I just don’t just take a seat in the store, so I ordered a cup of coffee, so I got busy.

"Boss, there are a few takeout orders here. No one has received the order for a long time. Why don't you go and deliver it?" A female employee trotted over and handed her the takeout order.

Si Ning took the order casually and frowned and said, "So many? Forget it, take them all."

After Si Ning finished speaking, he looked around the store again and found that Jiang Lan was running to work hard again.

Si Ning found her, pulled her away, "Go and deliver takeout with me."

Jiang Lan hurriedly took off his apron, followed Si Ning to the front desk, and carried some takeaway coffee.

Half of them are nearby, and they are delivered very quickly, and there are a few orders farther away. Si Ningde rode a motorcycle.

"Jiang Lan, please help me carry it, sit behind me, I'll drive the car." Si Ning put a motorcycle helmet on her head and pulled her to the side of the road without saying a word.

Jiang Lan wanted to go back to get the umbrella, but Si Ning stopped him.

If you ride a motorcycle and umbrella, then what motorcycle can you ride?

So, Jiang Lan could only hold the coffee in his arms and sit on Si Ning's motorcycle and shivered.

The rain was too heavy, lightning and thunder were roaring, and the sky was dark.

It was only noon and it looked like it was getting dark.

When Si Ning's motorcycle was parked outside a building, Jiang Lan's face changed.

This is Lu Jingchi's company.
Chapter completed!