Xia Qian turned her head, and the black apron dangled in front of her eyes, "That's right! That's it! Where did you find it"
On the other side of the apron was a not-so-familiar face with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.
She turned the subject very quickly, "Hey, looking for an apron, how can you bother Mr. Yu"
"Seeing that you ran up all the way just now, in a hurry, I wondered if you were looking for this." He shook the apron in his hand and motioned for her to take it. This sentence is not a question, but the tone is firm.
She took the apron, put it on neatly, straightened the name tag, and smiled just right, "My best friend, blind marriage and flash marriage, I'm a little worried, go and have a look."
"One glance?" He thought about it.
She raised her wrist and looked at her watch, "I've been away for a total of two hours and sixteen minutes, and I will make up for it."
Yu Shi glanced at Leng Changen who was still busy downstairs, "Well, I just heard something from Changen"
Xia Qian's mind boomed, what did Leng Chang'en say? The expression in front of him obviously didn't match his words
"Blind marriage is another flash marriage," his attention was focused elsewhere. "It is indeed a bit unusual. Except for the rare possibility that the former is doomed to disappear and fall in love, either, you want to open up, or your heart is dead."
Xi Xi's face in the thick shade swayed before her eyes again. Xia Qian vaguely felt that it was probably a kind of joy and sorrow that ended abruptly. During the ebb and flow of the tide, the shell that is forgotten on the beach slowly dries up in the scorching sun, silently expecting, panicking, and dying.
She came back to her senses, tugged at a strand of hair beside her cheek, "It's a girlfriend, but I don't really know her well. I don't know what kind of girl she is"
He smiled, "If we know everything about each other, I'm afraid best friends won't be able to stay together for too long."
Xia Qian was taken aback, "What"
"What's so interesting about this?! Do you have any discernment?!" A man's impatient voice came from downstairs.
Xia Qian looked around and saw a couple standing in front of the shelf of book derivatives. The girl took a fancy to a set of white porcelain peony dinner plates, but her boyfriend didn't seem to like it, so he yelled when they couldn't argue.
The girl looked at the customers all around her, her cheeks were flushed, but she still held the plate and was reluctant to put it down, and moved closer to him, "But I want to use it too, this one is really pretty "
"Which of our family will enter the kitchen?! If you don't enter the kitchen, of course you will follow my orders! I will make up my mind!" The man's voice raised a few more tones.
More people looked there curiously, and some couldn't help laughing and commenting. The girl's back was a little depressed, she bowed her head and stopped talking.
Xia Qian tore off the apron casually, and said to Yu Shi, "I'll go for a while, and I'll be right back." Before he could finish speaking, he had already gone downstairs.
She quickly went to Leng Changen's side and muttered a few words, then tore off Leng Changen's apron and threw it aside. Leng Changen's body froze, the corners of her mouth twitched, and just as she was about to say something, she had already strode towards the couple.
Yu Shi put his apron on the railing, and looked down like this, which is a bit like an immersive theater.
This meaning is very interesting.
"Ohmygod!" Xia Qian walked up to the couple, staring straight at the plate in the girl's hand, her voice was not high, her expression and movements were exaggerated just right, "How can you be so good-looking? It's completely Art piece"
The couple were taken aback.
Xia Qian turned around and dragged Leng Chang'en who was not far away, "Honey, look at that set plate, how beautiful it is! No matter whether the home is in Nordic style, new Chinese style, or light industrial style, it is versatile. It is atmospheric and simple. , extremely complex connotation, can be directly used as a decoration, I feel that it is a pity to use it for dinner
Hey, what do you think, aren't you an artist? Do you feel good too? "
Seeing one of Xia Qian's eyes flickering towards him with all his strength, Leng Changen held back for a long time, and let out a nasal "hmm".
Xia Qian looked at the girl again expectantly, "If you don't want it, can you give it to me? I have a gallery at home, a very beautiful cabinet for art display, which can be placed in it"
"Since you like it, go and pay the bill!" The man interrupted Xia Qian who was still gesticulating, and said to his girlfriend, with obvious displeasure on his face.
The girl walked towards the self-service checkout counter with her plate full of joy, and when she arrived, she bent her lips at Xia Qian apologetically, "I'm sorry, I like this set too"
Seeing the couple walking out of the bookstore carrying tableware, Leng Changen threw Xia Qian's hand away, "I'm sick!" Turning around quickly.?Go away.
Xia Qian smiled, her brows and eyes twisted, and she habitually wanted to put her hand in the pocket of her apron, but when it was empty, she realized that just now, she seemed to have thrown that apron on the boss's face (Remember this website URL : www.hlnovel.com