Qiao Yisheng's ears were getting hotter and hotter. She didn't know whether it was because of his breath or the rainbow fart he blew.

Qiao Yisheng silently took out her cell phone and turned on the recording button, fighting against his rainbow fart, waiting to see whether it was him who couldn't stop blowing it first, or she who couldn't stand listening to it first.

In the end, it was undoubtedly Lu Chuang who was at a loss for words: "...Is this enough? Qiao Yisheng, so much can't make you happy? Why are you so difficult to serve?"

Qiao Yisheng deliberately made trouble unreasonably: "If you can't even praise me endlessly, it means your love for me is also limited."

"You've given me enough, enough is enough." Lu Chuang put his arm around her waist, pinching her ticklish flesh intentionally or unintentionally, "I'm warning you, I'm very angry now, be careful I'll do it to you directly.

"

He said it with a smile.

Qiao Yisheng sneered, saying that he didn't believe he dared.

Lu Chuang really couldn't do anything to her, but...ignoring Xiao Liu in front of him, he forced another French kiss with her.

-

Ouou started the red sports car and drove only four to five hundred meters when he saw a car parked on the side of the road.

A car just parked in front of the cannon repair shop.

Remember https:// in one second

Ou Ou didn't plan to stop. He glanced at it and drove straight past the car. When he reached the fork in the road, he headed towards Linzhou City.

However, the car was following her sports car.

Keep following.

Ouou was furious, she pulled over with a cold face, opened the car door and got out of the car, and took out the baseball bat she bought specially for self-defense from the trunk of the car.

The car also pulled over behind her car.

Ou Ou grabbed the baseball bat and walked to the back seat of the car and shouted at the car window: "What do you want to do?"

The car window slowly lowered, Nie Jilang was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his elegant temperament was still the same as the one Ouou had known him a few years ago.

His voice was also more magnetic than that of a mature man when Ou Ou met him. It was immersed in the years and matured. "Little Ou, I haven't seen you in a few years, but you still have the same temper."

"Who are you? I don't even know you, why are you so close to me?" Ou Ou looked at him, "Uncle, are you over fifty? The children in your family may be as old as me, right? Why are you still coming out?

Picking up girls? Are you able to take a dip? Aren’t you afraid of burping in the middle of the dip? Why don’t you find a beauty salon and iron the wrinkles on your face, eh?”

To be honest, before today, Ouou really didn't know who he was.

Nie Jilang was neither angry nor annoyed, and said calmly: "When I found Yi Sheng, I got to know the people around Yi Sheng. I was also surprised to see that you and Yi Sheng are good friends. I didn't want to disturb you, otherwise

You could have seen me a long time ago. Since we met here in Yisheng today, I want to say hello to you. I taught you before to be polite."

Ou Ou smiled and pulled back his wind-blown hair coquettishly: "Yes, you should be polite, respect the old and love the young, which are traditional Chinese virtues."

After saying that, she bowed respectfully: "Hello, uncle. Goodbye, uncle."

Ouou turned around and left, returned to his car, closed the car door forcefully, and continued to drive the car forward.

Through the rearview mirror, Ou Ou saw that Nie Jilang's car had indeed stopped following her, and before her car turned the corner, Nie Jilang's car turned around and drove away in the direction of Mingzhou City.

Ouou pulled over again after turning the corner, put his hands on the steering wheel, lowered his head and buried his face in his arms, clenching his fingers tightly into fists, and what kept flashing through his mind was his young and ignorant self.

-

Because Lu Chuang was in the car, Qiao Yisheng got off the car two hundred meters away from the construction site. Before getting off the car, he specially applied lipstick and then changed to Aling's car.

When she entered the office, Mo Lifeng was making his hand-ground coffee. The smell of the coffee beans was so fragrant. After Qiao Yisheng put her bag into the workstation, she couldn't help but ask: "Brother, can I ask you for help?"

A cup?”

After working together for such a long time, she had only stayed up late and drank overtime once.

Mo Lifeng didn't say yes or no, he just handed her the hand-grinding coffee machine in his hand.

Qiao Yisheng didn't know why.

Mo Lifeng said: "Grind it yourself."

Qiao Yisheng: "..."

Okay, you can't get it for free, and it's not a bad idea to do some hard work as compensation. And she hasn't thanked him with actual actions for the tips he gave her on the drawing.

Qiao Yisheng recalled his actions, held the handle and turned it slowly, asking Mo Lifeng if this was the case.

Mo Lifeng nodded slightly.

"Then how fine should the powder be ground?" Qiao Yisheng was seriously learning to grind coffee. She felt that no matter how good she was, she could grind it again for Mo Lifeng in the future. She respected and respected this person like a teacher.

Senior brother who exists.

"You go on first." Mo Lifeng said as he laid out his other tasks. Then he glanced at the fineness of the coffee beans in the jar and shouted stop.

Qiao Yisheng responded and returned the coffee machine to Mo Lifeng.

Mo Lifeng said: "I will only demonstrate once, and you can make the second cup yourself."

"Okay, okay!" After agreeing, Qiao Yisheng remembered something, "Wait, wait, wait, senior brother."

She walked back to her work station, took out her mobile phone from her bag, returned to Mo Lifeng, and turned on the camera function: "We can start now, senior brother."

Although she had always been confident in her memory except for the pony incident, she still recorded it just in case.

Mo Lifeng's hands, which were focused on by the camera, made Qiao Yisheng couldn't help but admire them. Especially these beautiful hands were the hands of an architect who created beautiful cultural landscapes.

Qiao Yisheng almost forgot to pay attention to how he made coffee because she admired his hands...

After all, her learning ability was pretty good. She accurately copied Mo Lifeng's full set of moves and brewed her second cup of coffee successfully.

It was still as bitter as the first time she drank it, so she planned to add more sugar and milk to it just like the first time.

Seeing Mo Lifeng sipping his original coffee without blinking, Qiao Yisheng asked: "Senior brother, have you adapted to this taste from the beginning?"

Mo Lifeng glanced at the last construction drawing of the first phase of the Lingong project that had just been faxed, and shook his head: "No."

Then he added: "I still haven't gotten used to it yet."

"???" Qiao Yisheng was surprised, "If you haven't adapted to it, then why do you keep drinking like this?"

"It has a refreshing effect because I am not used to it." Mo Lifeng replied.

Qiao Yisheng smiled knowingly: "Senior brother, what you said makes sense."

She stopped adding sugar and milk—didn't she ask him for coffee today because she needed a pick-me-up?

Mo Lifeng glanced at her.

Qiao Yisheng helped pack away his complete set of hand-grinding coffee tools, and then returned to her work station.

Mo Lifeng opened the computer desktop and sent her a form.

Qiao Yisheng clicked on the form and saw that all the personal information needed to be filled in was a little confused: "What is this?"
Chapter completed!