Chapter 232 Damn it, I am your mother
The milk tea was ready, Bai Munan picked up the box, walked up to Nan Jia and said with a smile: "It's okay, just remember that I like you. Okay."
His eyes are particularly gentle, and his tone of voice is also very gentle.
After saying that, he hugged his things and left, as if he didn’t want to embarrass Nan Jia.
Just like the second male lead in a TV series who is affectionate and waiting silently and infatuatedly.
You can move forward, but whenever you look back, I will be behind you.
The clerk on the side looked moved, with envy on his face.
Because Nanjia usually gets along well with her employees, she doesn’t have the airs of a boss. So employees dared to joke with Nanjia.
"Boss, we think he is good. Why did you reject it without thinking about it?"
Nan Jia snorted coldly and glanced at his mouth. There was a stern look in her eyes: "What's so nice? We have just met twice, how can we have any feelings? He must have some agenda. Maybe he just wants to make money from my milk tea shop, and he is with me just for my milk tea shop." .”
Xiao Wu: ...
She didn't react to the boss's brain circuit for a while.
After Bai Munan left, he walked to a corner and disappeared with a wave of his hand.
“Ding” Nanjia saw the text message from Mo Yan.
"I'll send someone to deliver you a meal. It's a nutritious meal. Just don't order takeout, it's not healthy."
After Mo Yan sent the text message, he stared at the screen of his phone, feeling very uneasy.
I am a little too proactive, will she not like it?
Nanjia stared at the text message and glanced at his mouth.
What happened to takeout? Not healthy, but delicious!
Nan Jia posted a pig humming emoticon in protest.
Mo Yan laughed out loud when he saw Nan Jia's news, and felt relieved in his heart. She didn't resent the refusal, she accepted it. Does this mean that his relationship with Nanjia has taken a further step?
The more Mo Yan looked at the pig on his phone, the happier he became, not to mention that the pig looked quite similar to her.
Exiting the chat interface, Mo Yan suddenly remembered the scene where he expressed his feelings to Nan Jia during dinner last night.
Mo Yan confessed his love so quickly without thinking, which seemed like he didn't take it seriously enough. But Nanjia kept emphasizing to herself how similar he was to her son and how her son was.
“You really look so much like my son that I even doubt whether you are my child’s biological father?”
Mo Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at Nan Jia to retort: "No, I don't have an illegitimate child. My love life is completely blank."
If this makes her misunderstand that he is her father, it will be over. ?
Nan Jia looked at the nervous Mo Yan with great satisfaction. She tried her best to suppress the rising corners of her mouth. She nodded and said seriously: "Then, maybe he is your brother?"
Mo Yan said seriously: "No, my father died when I was a child. Your son must not be a relative of mine. "
Nan Jiaxin snorted, yes! My son is not your relative, he is you!
A bright smile appeared on Nanjia's face, and she thought of a good question.
"By the way, what's your name?"
Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm as he said slowly: "My name is Mo Nan."
Nan Jia’s hand while stirring the milk tea paused, with a look of disgust in his eyes. This bitch is really good at talking nonsense, and he's really perfunctory. Combine your last name with his and it becomes his new name.
Why didn't he split his name into two parts: Mo Dog, Mo Hei, and Mo Tu.
Oh, dog man! You will explain that you have other problems.
Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan innocently, and she whispered: "Your surname is Mo too? My son's surname is also Mo."
Her words stopped abruptly, what she wanted to express Mo Yan knew what he meant.
Mo Yan smiled awkwardly and said: "That...that's just a coincidence." In order to stop Nan Jia from drawing him into family relationships, Mo Yan took a deep breath and confessed directly: "I like you, Maybe you think we just met, but I noticed you a long time ago.”
Confession comes too soon, right? Nanjia hadn't bothered him enough yet, so Nanjia didn't want to agree. She lowered her head and said, "But you look so much like my son. Falling in love with you always makes me feel like I'm falling in love with my son. This is not good."
Mo Yanzhen I felt that myocardial infarction was coming back again.
At this time, the lobster they ordered was served, and Nanjia picked up the knife and fork to eat.
But her hand was held down by Mo Yan. Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia's eyes and explained to her; "Don't think that way, and you can't just because I look like...him." Deny me. We are different, I..."
Nan Jia was anxious to eat the lobster. She was impatient to wait. She interrupted Mo Yan: "Okay, I understand, I will Considered.”
Mo Yan felt happy, did it make sense so easily?
This shows that I still have a chance!
Mo Yan took the opportunity and said: "Then let's add our contact information."
Nan Jia threw his mobile phone to Mo Yan and asked him to do it himself. She has already started eating.
Mo Yan set up the note and handed the phone to Nanjia with a satisfied expression.
Nan Jia glanced at the note set by Mo Yan out of the corner of her eye. It was Mo Nan.
But after Nanjia finished eating, she changed the remark to ‘大儿 smash’.
......
After a while, someone came to deliver food to Nanjia.
Uncle Liu is also very good at talking: "Miss Nan, you can call me Uncle Liu. This meal is specially prepared by the young master for you, please try it quickly."
"Thank you"
"You're welcome, please eat slowly, I'll leave first."
Nanjia opened the thermos box, and a scent of aroma filled his nostrils.
Fish maw hen soup, tomato beef brisket, cashew nut shrimp, and abalone rice.
The employees on the side couldn't help but swallow their saliva. It smelled so good.
Nanjia looked at the dishes in front of her. She took back what she had just thought. Takeaways really couldn't compare.
Half an hour later, Mo Yan finally ended the meeting and called Nan Jia.
For the sake of delicious food, Nanjia quickly answered his call.
Mo Yan’s voice was gentle: “Shall I send you some food? Is it delicious?”
“Yes, I like it very much.”
Mo Yan touched the leaves of the green radish in front of him, with joy on his face: "Then I will give you food tomorrow?"
"Okay"
Mo Yan wanted Nanjia to feel sorry for him After a while, he sighed with a pitiful tone: "Hey, I haven't eaten yet."
Mo Yan thought that even if Nan Jia didn't come to deliver food to him, he would still say a few warm words. words.
But Nanjia doesn't understand taste at all, and she even despises Mo Yan's IQ: "Are you stupid? You asked Uncle Liu to deliver food to me, why didn't you know to ask Uncle Liu to deliver it to you?"< br>
Mo Yan opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
Nan Jiadao: "Then I won't talk to you now. You can go and eat quickly."
Before Mo Yan could say anything to persuade him to stay, there was a call from the other side. There was a busy tone.
Mo Yan threw the phone aside. He reached out and patted the leaves of the pothos and muttered in a low voice: "You are so heartless."
(End of this chapter)