Chapter 313 The old man and the little girl
In such an atmosphere where no one responded, Shan Hao showed no trace of embarrassment on his face. Instead, he greeted the waiter very naturally and ordered two mojitos.
Within a few minutes, the delicate wine glass with lime slices on the rim was placed on the coffee table in front of the two of them, and a light fragrance filled the surroundings.
A cup was placed in front of Yan Se, and a cup was placed in front of him.
Shan Hao: "Try a different flavor? Mojito."
Yan Se turned to look at him, without much emotion, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Thank you, it's very good."
Staring at her movements, the man's eyebrows were filled with tenderness, and he looked at her profile as if there was no one else watching. As she put down her wine glass, Shan Hao simultaneously picked up the mojito in front of him.
"The last time we met, I heard you say that professional players can't drink, and I took it seriously. I didn't expect to catch you being unruly when we meet again."
It is true that professional players cannot drink, but only before games and major training. During holidays like this, the club will not bother to control players' drinking.
Sometimes, not being able to drink is actually just an excuse to refuse some occasions.
Hearing his words, Yan Se held the phone with his fingertips slightly harder.
The last time they met was not very friendly, and when they met again today, they couldn't figure out the purpose of sitting next to him. Even though his behavior had changed a lot from before, Yan Se still had lingering fears.
After hesitating for a moment, she did not answer the question about drinking, but simply smiled without being rude.
Then, he lowered his head again and went to tinker with his cell phone.
This time, she chose to exit the game interface and switch to WeChat. Whenever she was in distress, she would always ask Zhang Wenqian for help.
Zhang Wenqian has a carefree personality, with a bit of the shrewdness of a Sichuan girl. Whenever she receives a signal, she can solve the problem easily, but... this situation is limited to when the two of them are in Yucheng together. On Qingming Festival, the other party returned to his hometown and waited for her to come to the rescue. It would be tomorrow at the earliest.
She gave up decisively and thought for a few seconds. She didn't know whether it was because she couldn't find any other better candidate, or because this dog man appeared too frequently in front of her recently. Apart from Zhang Wenqian, the only figure that appeared in her mind was Bai Ye. .
When I realized this, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.
When did Bai Ye's status become so high in her heart.
He raised his eyebrows lightly, and although he was complaining in his heart, the movements of his hands did not stop at all. The slightly raised arc of the corners of his mouth seemed to reveal some strange emotions.
He clicked on WeChat to chat, tapped his fingertips on the screen, and accidentally called out "senior citizen".
Reminiscent of the fact that he always calls me little girl on weekdays, this old man's phrase seems inexplicably in tune with him.
The message had just been sent, and the next second, the note at the top turned into a system prompt of "The other party is typing...".
I originally thought that he might have fallen asleep at this time, but I didn't expect that he would react so quickly.
@ Touch your head dog jungle: Sleepwalking?
Dream... travel...?
A long list of question marks slowly floated over Yan Se's forehead, and for the first time, he had the urge to take a taxi and rush to his house immediately to open his head and see what was in his brain.
Why are you sleepwalking?
Biting her lower lip in dissatisfaction, she turned her head and glanced at the surrounding environment. When her eyes fell back on her phone again, she sent a location.
@ORA-Koala: I’m not sleepwalking, I’m awake.
(End of chapter)