Chapter Forty-Seven: Sister and Brother Love Is Not Impossible
This face is humiliating.
She swore she really didn't know the rules here, and there were people in the demon world who begged, but they didn't ask for money, but food.
People in the demon world have a sense of arrogance in their bones, even if they are about to survive, they will not reach out to ask for money, at most they will ask for a mouthful of food.
No wonder not only Han Mo smiled just now, but also people at other tables who saw her move, as if they didn't think it was good to laugh like this, so they turned back and whispered to their companions next to them.
Share this hilarious moment.
Hua Simu stirred the spoon in frustration, puffing out her mouth slightly, eager to find a hole to hide in.
This is the generation gap between the human world and the demon world.
I can't afford to hurt the generation gap!
"You're doing a great job. "The crisp voice is very comfortable.
Hua Simu raised his head and crashed into Han Mo's affirmative eyes, so firm, there was no trace of lying.
Shimmering with the soft light of golden yellow and emerald, it seems that two deep swirls attract her.
In the center of the vortex is her reflection.
Hua Simu felt like she was going to drown in his eyes.
The urge to want his eyes was a little more, Hua Simu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked away, she couldn't look at it anymore, and she didn't dare to guarantee that something would happen if she thought about it again.
If she is a vampire, then Han Mo's eyes are warm blood to her.
Tempting her all the time.
Seduce her.
In such a humble environment, he sat on a plastic stool and did not look down, and he was extravagant, like sitting on a gorgeous seat.
A ghostly face.
The bit of coldness in his bones makes him as unapproachable as an immortal, and he is not stained with dust.
Such an indifferent dust inexplicably made Hua Simu feel unhappy, how could she look like a sour fairy......
Hua Simu bit the spoon, and her thoughts drifted away.
Hua Simu's changing eyes made Han Mo a little hairy.
"My dumplings are gone. Hua Simu ate the last dumpling, holding the bowl pitifully.
Han Mo scooped two dumplings from his bowl into Hua Simu's bowl.
"Oh, Brother Han, it's good, I know how to honor my eldest brother. ”
Hua Simu unceremoniously stuffed dumplings into his mouth.
Han Mo frowned, and his slender fingers tapped on the table, "Can you not call me Brother Han, I'm older than you." ”
It's always Brother Han who screams, what if she really treats him as a younger brother?
Hua Simu sneered, and took a dumpling from Han Mo's bowl into his mouth.
Pretend to be old.
"Little brother, you don't understand, my sister is older, but she is more tender. I'm afraid to scare you when I say my age. ”
"How old are you?"
Hua Simu tilted her head slightly, "Hmm~ I can't say this, the girl's age is a secret." ”
I'm afraid that even if she says it, Han Mo won't believe it.
That's right.
How old is she, 125 or 26?
I can't remember it for too long.
Forget it, don't think about it, forever eighteen.
"It's not impossible for sisters and brothers to fall in love. Han Mo said faintly.
Hua Simu was drinking soup with a bowl bigger than her face, and there were tons of voices in her ears.
Han Mo's words were not heard clearly.
"What did you say?" Hua Simu put down the empty bowl and hiccuped.
"Nothing. ”
Hua Simu was about to ask, but the boss came over with the already grilled skewers, "The skewers of the two of you, be careful of scalding." ”
Attention is drawn away in an instant.
"Wow, thank you~"
"Enjoy. ”
The boss smiled innocently, wiped his face with a towel and walked away.
Hua Simu turned the grief and anger of shame into appetite and began a new round of struggle.
......
Strings of bamboo sticks on the table are stacked on top of each other to form a small mountain.
"Pay Brother Han, let's go. Hua Simu put her hand on her slightly bulging belly, and the corners of her mouth shone with oil. She was very happy with today's dinner.
Eating too much.
Han Mo reached out and groped in his pocket.
The complexion gradually becomes subtle.
Unaware, Hua Simu was reaching out and preparing to beckon the boss to come over to settle the bill.
Han Mo grabbed Hua Simu's wrist and asked her to put her hand down.
"What's wrong? You haven't eaten enough?" Hua Simu took a sip of her drink, not knowing what was about to happen.
Han Mo wanted to speak and stopped.
"Huh?" Hua Simu raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't bring my phone. Han Mo still said.
"It doesn't matter if you don't have your phone, I thought something was wrong. Hua Simu breathed a sigh of relief.
At the end, he added, "Just bring money, don't tell me you didn't bring money." ”
Han Mo explained solemnly, "Now you don't need to pay in cash, you can pay directly on your mobile phone, which is very convenient." ”
"You don't have your phone with you right now. Hua Simu smelled something unusual, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Han Mo didn't speak.
"What?" Hua Simu bounced up from her position, incredulous.
Brother Han said that they now use mobile phones to pay, that is, they don't bring cash, but they don't have mobile phones, and they can't pay with them.
The action was a bit big, and the owner and the surrounding diners came to see it.
Hua Simu sat down 'dignifiedly'.
"You can forget your money, why don't you forget yourself at home?!" Hua Simu's lips did not move, and her eyes were dangerous.
It's just that he is still driving by himself today, and Uncle Li is not there.
"Do you have any secret guards or anything like that?"
She has a team of secret guards, sent by her father to protect her in the shadows.
And generally in the demon world, families with a little status will also cultivate secret guards.
I don't know if the human world has this habit.
"Yes, but today I told them not to follow. Han Mo's expression was calm.
Even at such an embarrassing juncture, Han Mo was not flustered.
Hua Simu held his forehead with a headache.
Retribution, retribution.
I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.
She knew why she was so unlucky today, most of it was the retribution of the legendary life-changing.
It just so happened that the bank card she had been carrying with her was lost to Han Mo, and she didn't have a penny on her.
"Boss, can you take credit?"
When the boss passed by with an empty plate, Hua Simu mustered up the courage to ask in a whisper, as light as a mosquito, and her face was a thin red.
"No!" When the honest boss heard this, he instantly changed as if he were a person, and put the plate in the basin, his eyes widened.
The stun was round.
Become a fierce butcher.
Hua Simu, who was already weak-hearted, trembled.
Han Mo's cold eyes flew over.
The boss restrained a little, "Little girl, I am doing a small business, not to mention that you have eaten so much, don't embarrass us businessmen, it's not that I don't believe you, it's difficult for us to make money from mobile stalls." ”
"No, no, I'll just ask. Hua Simu hurriedly denied it.
"Will you settle the bill now?" the boss asked uneasily.
They look like they're eating about the same.
"Wait a minute, we'll sit for a while, and we'll be eating. ”
The boss walked away in disbelief, chopping the meat with a shocking sound.
No need to look, the boss must be keeping an eye on the two of them.
Hua Simu glared at Han Mo angrily and lowered her head.
Leng Buding saw a flyer in the corner of the table, and took the plate to read.
They were pleasantly surprised to find that this oil-stained flyer was their only hope.