Chapter Twenty-Seven: Retreat as Advance

Looking at Duan Yi again, although he didn't attract bees and butterflies outside, he was chatting with the girl in the store again. Looking at the ravaged computer, I couldn't help but want to remind the landlord to stop chatting with other girls, otherwise the proprietress would have her nails poke at his head.

The proprietress didn't poke Duan Yi's head with her nails first, and Duan Yi looked for it by herself.

Finding a high chair to sit at the bar, she looked at Qingchen without any scruples, she was annoyed by the look, turned her head and went to the inner room.

"What's wrong with your boss?" He asked Chu Chu with his chin raised.

Chu Chu shook his head, saying that he didn't know, and after a while, he didn't say anything when he saw that Duan Yi didn't say anything, and then he went over and said two sentences.

"Sister Qingchen is angry now because you are talking to other girls."

He raised an eyebrow, "Really?" ”

"No, look at the computer." Chu Chu took out the computer that was poked by the light dust and failed, "It's zero, it's zero, it's for..." ”

"Honest in the mouth." The evaluation of the paragraph translation is light and dusty.

"Chuchu, I ask you." He suddenly called Chu Chu,

"What's the matter?"

"Are there many people chasing your boss?"

Chu Chu thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he felt that his brain couldn't fit it, so he stretched out his fingers again, and there were words in his mouth, and the corners of Duan Yi's forehead jumped straight, and his feelings were more popular than before.

"It's quite a lot, only four or five a year, and more than twenty in five years." Chu Chu looked serious.

Seeing that Duan Yi's face was a little wrong, she laughed,

"Brother-in-law, you are too intimidating, even if there are so many people chasing Sister Qingchen, she is not as guarded as jade."

This said to his heart, in the years they have been separated, Qingchen has not liked other people, which is already a great blessing for him.

When Qingchen came out, he saw the two chatting happily, and he saw Duan Yi more and more unpleasantly, took the utensils he needed, and went into the room to make new desserts, Duan Yi smiled, entered the bar, and plunged into the kitchen, and closed the door intimately.

The two girls who were looking outside looked at the handsome guy who had just chatted with them and turned around and went into the kitchen, and closed the door, and all kinds of conjectures came to their minds for a while, but they didn't dare to ask, after all, this handsome guy just chatted with them about the dessert taste of this shop.

The kitchen is in the middle.

Qingchen didn't look at Duan Yi when he came in, and when he closed the door, he squinted at him and continued his hand movements.

"What to do?" He leaned in and asked, but Qingchen avoided his approach and didn't reply.

"Little dust?" His sexy voice sounded in her ears, and a hot breath spewed down her earlobe, and she turned her head to avoid it.

Seeing that Qingchen still ignored himself, he pushed her up obscenely, the spoon in Qingchen's hand fell to the cooking table, she turned her head and stared at Duan Yi with a red face, and the latter looked at her heart. Qingchen wore a raspberry red close-fitting dress today, outlining a beautiful figure, and when he looked back at him, his eyes were full of spring, which made people feel unmoved.

"Don't play hooligan here, there are so many people out there who like you, you can go to whoever you like, what do you mean by coming?" She put her hands on his chest and watched warily as he made his next move.

"Is this jealous?" He scoffed, amusing at her uneasy expression.

"What kind of jealousy do I eat, don't open your mouth to come, you stand at the door I don't know how many little girls have attracted to come, I have to thank you for my business."

The smile on Duan Yi's face suddenly froze, feeling that this person just regarded himself as a lucky cat, he was no longer as gentle as Fang Cai, and viciously pressed her to do bad things on the flow table.

It's a mess outside, the first acquaintance didn't bother the people inside, and a boy sitting in the corner came up to her and asked her if she needed help, and she smiled and refused.

When the two came out again, most of the customers in the store were already missing, and the two girls who had chatted with Duan Yi before were still there, and the sharp-eyed ones found that Qingchen's mouth was red and red, and they understood the reason, the handsome guy with the inch head and the beautiful proprietress of the dessert shop were a pair.

Qingchen tried his best to ignore Chu Chu's playful eyes, but he couldn't control the temperature on his face, Duan Yi had already returned to his original position and sat down, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Aunt Zhou came to the store to find Qingchen after dinner, at this time there were few people, it was convenient to talk, when she came, Qingchen was calculating this month's bill, and she made a lot of money.

"Qingchen, have you eaten?" Aunt Zhou held a stack of photos in her hand, leaned on the side of the bar and asked her.

"Eaten, what about you?"

"It's early, you come here, come out, I'll tell you something." Aunt Zhou greeted her.

Qingchen was pulled down by her and sat down at the low table next to her, and a stack of photos was placed in front of Qingchen, Aunt Zhou said with some courtesy, "Pick a few to see?" ”

She didn't say this loudly, but Duan Yi, who was sitting on the side, heard it clearly, he glanced at the photos on the table, and then continued to do what he was doing casually.

Qingchen couldn't cry or laugh, "Auntie, where did this come from?" ”

"This is what my old sister gave me, and these are what I got from walking in the park yesterday, you see, if there is anything you like, I will introduce you to it." Aunt Zhou said matter-of-factly.

The light dust picked up the photo, there are people of all ages,

"Aunt Zhou, are you serious about this person?"

Qingchen asked, pointing to the bald man in the photo who looked like he was in his sixties.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Qingchen, I got this one wrong, this is my old sister's blind date." Aunt Zhou's face turned red and she hurriedly took the photo back.

Someone next to him laughed, and the two looked over along the laughter, only to see Duan Yi with a smile on his face,

"Isn't that your friend? Why do you run into this store every day? Aunt Zhou asked her in a low voice.

"He's idle, you leave him alone."

"This young man is handsome, is he single?"

Before Qingchen could answer, Duan Yi responded first, "Auntie, I don't have a partner yet, otherwise you can introduce me to one?" ”

Aunt Zhou laughed when she heard this, she has been looking for blind dates for others these years, and now someone has asked her to give him a blind date, which is quite new.

"Okay, young man, what do you like, Auntie will pick for you." Aunt Zhou moved her position and was at the same table as Duan Yi.

Duan Yi closed the computer and pointed at Qingchen, "I like her like that." ”

Aunt Zhou looked at Qingchen, and then at Duan Yi, "Young man, don't think about Qingchen, I can't count the number of times I've asked her to go on blind dates over the years, but she has only been there a few times." Aunt Zhou stretched out a hand and compared the numbers.

"You two are friends and you don't have a partner, and it's even more difficult for me to help you match."

Qingchen smiled and got up to clean up the bar, regardless of what the two of them would say.

"Auntie, you say I can't do it?" Duan Yi asked, tilting his chin.

Aunt Zhou nodded firmly, "There are too few people who Qingchen can look at, do you know that there was a rich second generation chasing her the year before last, and that big battle made us all want to marry again, but unfortunately, Qingchen didn't even see anyone, and wasted those roses in vain." ”

"Rich second generation, roses?"

Aunt Zhou glanced at him, "Look at you and don't care about Qingchen's life, the rich second generation of people, put this, na, the door of Qingchen's store is covered with roses, holding several carats of diamond rings to wait for Qingchen at the door, saying that she wants to marry her, but the little girl at the beginning of the year went to ventilate and report the news, Qingchen was stunned and didn't show up, the rich second generation waited for a day, and finally left in disgrace." ”

The door of the Qingchen store is actually not very big, and Duan Yi estimated that he couldn't spend a lot of money after touching it.

"Aunt, Qingchen doesn't like that kind of flamboyant person, she likes the old person's sticker."

Aunt Zhou looked at the busy Qingchen, "Who doesn't want a woman to find an old entity, especially a capable one like Qingchen, if you want me to say, no one can be worthy of Qingchen's child, you see that she can't do anything, the money will be earned by herself, and the car is also her own, what man do you need?" ”

Duan Yi was a little uncomfortable when she heard this, but she was right, Qingchen is so capable, not all men can be worthy of her, if she wants, she can not get married.

"I also think she's pretty good, no one can match her."

"Yes, so, young man, it's not your aunt who hits you, if you want to marry Qingchen, you have to weigh yourself." Aunt Zhou taught him earnestly, and Duan Yi listened modestly.

The doors and windows were carefully locked, and the light dust wrapped up in clothes and walked towards the black off-road vehicle, which was a heat wave and the air conditioner was fully turned on.

"I heard that if I want to marry you, I have to weigh myself?" He turned his head to ask her as he drove.

"Listen to whom?"

"Aunt Zhou."

Qingchen didn't speak, in the eyes of the neighbor next door, she was not just a fairy, she didn't deserve anyone, even if she emphasized it many times, don't be too mythical about yourself, those enthusiastic neighbors are still in and out of the left ear, not the same thing.

"Why don't you speak?"

"There's not much to say."

"Do you really have to weigh yourself?"

Qingchen was a little annoyed that he asked like this, "Whatever you think, I haven't said anything like this." ”

Duan Yi snorted coldly, "The rich second generation can refuse the person, don't you have to weigh it." ”

Qingchen held his forehead, a little didn't understand why he had these nonsensical emotions, so he simply shut up and didn't talk to him.

"Why would you say no to someone? Isn't it rich and beautiful? He asked.

"Why should I say yes?" She asked rhetorically, her tone already a little annoyed.

Duan Yi seemed to sense her displeasure and didn't continue to ask her.

When he arrived at the garage, Qingchen pulled the doorknob to get out of the car, but his other hand was grabbed by Duan Yi, "I'm sorry." He apologized.

Qingchen broke free from his shackles, "It's okay. ”

"I'm just a little tasty, you say that people are so good, I can't compare to anything, but I don't have to weigh it."

Learning to show weakness and retreat as advance will help you become the victim in your relationship, and then get more attention from your favorite object.