The man didn't make a sound, but raised his eyebrows and looked carefully at the woman standing in front of him.
It cannot be denied that the woman's eyes are very beautiful, with curved eyebrows and slightly raised eye tails, which are inexplicably attractive.
He even thought that those eyes would be full of spring when he smiled.
Probably seeing that he didn't react at all, apart from a trace of surprise in the woman's amber pupils at this time, the rest was cold, like a crescent moon that was solitary and untouchable in the sky.
The mobile phone in the man's hand vibrated at the right time. He lowered his head and picked it up to glance at the information on it. His eyes turned from indifference to coldness.
Dolara took a deep breath and wanted to leave, but she was more curious about what this man wanted?
So she stood still, just looked at him quietly.
"sit."
The man was still lazy, did not reach out, but raised his cold eyebrows slightly.
Cut, as if he wanted to shake hands with him.
The man in front of him is handsome and can make people's heart flutter, but he is also a beautiful woman anyway, so this aura cannot be lost.
Who cares who?
Not angry, not angry.
Dolara kept smiling, and sat down in her seat, but kept her back straight.
"I don't know what you like to drink, so I ordered a latte for you on my own initiative. Do you like it?"
The man on the opposite side sounded very humble and polite, but there was an inexplicable sense of alienation in the politeness.
Dorala frowned slightly, what a pity!
She has seen a lot of customers who make things difficult for her, and intuitively this person should be very difficult to get along with.
She didn't think she had any tendency to seek abuse.
"Thanks."
Thinking about coming to this side, there should be no more intersections, so she felt that she didn't need to put on a pose.
Just now I hurried here by taxi, I haven't eaten anything yet, and I reached out to touch the cup and it was warm, so I took a sip and thanked.
"Miss Duo, you're welcome."
How do you answer this?
Can't answer.
Dolara continued to drink coffee.
She can actually adjust the atmosphere, but thinking that doing some things is purely a waste of expression, it is better to stay quietly.
This person is not his client, so there is no need to spend any effort to please him.
In her dictionary, her parents can please unconditionally, and her clients can also please within a reasonable range, and the others are just a waste of expression.
"I heard that Miss Duo is unique in nutrition and diet. I wonder when I will be lucky enough to taste Miss Duo's craft?"
"That's all cultivated by the company, and I've only learned some superficial knowledge, which may not suit your taste."
Hearing the man continue to speak, Dorala also answered out of politeness.
But my heart was full of thoughts.
That cousin of hers is definitely a talent, telling people everything about her.
Why didn't you tell her the other party's information?
Determined to be an iron fool.
"There are not many people who can make Bai Yicheng full of praise."
Seeing that Dolara seemed to be pushing back, the man continued.
Dolara continued to drink her latte, her brows drooping indifferently, without any expression.
Will Bai Yicheng praise himself?
Does the sun come out from the west?
My progress today is inseparable from Bai Yicheng's demon-like disgust.
Thinking about it, disgust is also a kind of motivation, at least I can be alone now.
"Miss Duo, you are so outstanding."
The man on the opposite side paused.
"I really like you."
The sudden confession surprised Dorala. Before she could finish her sip of coffee, she choked in her throat and coughed violently.
Isn't this style of painting right?
Can a blind date be so straightforward when they meet for the first time?