Leng Qinghe watched Du Ou sit down, and in a blink of an eye, he found that he was not wearing the ring on his hand, and his heart suddenly chuckled. Subconsciously touched the ring on her hand, this ring, since she put it on, she has never taken it off. Every night before going to bed, she would habitually touch it. Although it was not their wedding ring, nor was it an engagement ring, it was a ring of love between them. Why did Du Ou take off the ring? Is it lost?

Just thinking about it for a while, Du Ou smiled toothily and said: No, ask casually. I've just not seen you in a long time and want to come and see you.

Leng Qinghe said: Why didn't you give me a call in advance?

Leng Qinghe didn't mention the ring for the time being.

Du Ou said: I want to come, what phone do I need?

He stared at her with a smile, and that look said it all. Leng Qinghe was still stuck in the ring in his mind at this time, and there was a faint abnormality and awkwardness in his heart, so he didn't fully recover. Du Ou looked at her a little cold, and thought: I must be angry, angry that I haven't come to see her for so long. Being angry shows that she is thinking about herself.

Thinking of Leng Qinghe's annoyance with his cold war, he felt very satisfied.

Leng Qinghe's eyes unconsciously stayed on his fingers, which were empty and empty.

Leng Qinghe said: Aren't you busy today?

She tried to look away her eyes and into his face. His smile was genuine and innocent.

Du Ou said: I'm not busy today. So I thought I'd come over and have a look. Nothing is wrong, right?

Leng Qinghe said: It's okay, it's all good. Meng Meng and I are planning to do some more beauty programs for weight loss, and we are discussing this.

Du Ou said: Oh.

At this time, Li Mengmeng came out again and asked Du Ou what he needed to drink, and Du Ou said: No. She turned and went in.

When she walked in completely, Du Ou approached Leng Qinghe and said: Are you busy now?

Leng Qinghe glanced at Du Ou with his eyes, and then said very lightly: What's wrong?

Du Ou suddenly approached her, attached to her ear and whispered: Let's talk in a different place, right?

Leng Qinghe pretended not to understand and said: Isn't it very good here? And no one.

Du Ou squeezed her hand, salivated, showed a pleading look, and said: Let's go to dinner together.

Leng Qinghe couldn't help but smile dumbly and said: What time is it?

Du Ou said: I didn't eat breakfast.

Leng Qinghe stayed for a long time and looked at the street, there are indeed a few newly opened restaurants here, but most of them are not high-grade kind of popular restaurants, both Chinese and Western, but either way, business is also not good. Occasionally, there will be some passenger flow on holidays, and it is basically deserted and bleak.

In addition to these few stores, more stores are still in the leasing stage, and there is a taekwondo martial arts gym opposite the door that is being renovated, and it is estimated that it will be very lively after opening. However, Leng Qinghe was a little worried that they would not affect the normal operation of his open-air coffee bar.

Because they work here, Leng Qinghe and Li Mengmeng will go to the restaurant next door to eat at noon or at night. A set meal for one person, plus a cup of fruit tea or a dessert, and it's all over.

The set meal is usually divided into ABC, so there is basically no difficulty in choosing Leng Qinghe, eat A today, eat B tomorrow, eat C the day after tomorrow, and then repeat. If you are tired of eating, you can change to another one, which is very simple.

Leng Qinghe is not particular about eating, she likes to eat some messy things, that is, the kind that is not Chinese or Western, there are both staple foods and sweets, you can basically meet the requirements for all tastes. Of course, this demand cannot be too high. Because you can't expect too much from a package of a few dozen dollars. But if it becomes a high-end package for a few hundred yuan, it is estimated that there will be no one else.

Some of the little girls from the nearby middle school would come here to eat together, and they would use the pocket money they had begged from their parents to have a heroic look. In fact, this kind of extracurricular life with occasional stimulation is also very pleasant.

Leng Qinghe can even remember the life when he was a student. Looking at them with braids or long hair, some sloppy and some uninhibited, completely unattended, talking and laughing loudly to themselves, they looked like they were already adults, but the baby-fat faces looked so immature.

The ignorant are fearless. At this time, girls always like to pretend that they are already adults. They learn to speak in the tone of adults and do things like adults, but they are still ignorant children in their bones.

At that time, I always hoped that I would grow up quickly and not be constrained by my parents, but when I really grew up, I realized that life at that time was actually the most nostalgic.

She was very embarrassed. The passing years always leave people with regret and melancholy.

For eating, Du Ou despised her a lot, saying that she had no taste for eating, and the taste was completely like a child.

Leng Qinghe is very aggrieved, so he will defend himself: What about the child's taste? To tell you, my favorite foods when I was a kid were KFC and hamburgers.

She's right, she just loves this fries and drink combo. If she were to sit in a glittering restaurant with a thick stack of lavish menus, she would have a serious choice barrier, and she wouldn't know what she really wanted to eat.

Every time this embarrassing scene finally ended with Du Ou coming forward to help her order.

She has eaten and knows that the food in these restaurants can only be said to be barely filling her belly, and it definitely does not enter Du Ou's eyes.

Du Ou has high requirements for food, so when they are together, Du Ou never asks her to cook.

So, after thinking about it, I reluctantly said: Okay, where do you say to eat.