Chapter 9 Retirement
"Yes," it was not a pity that Zhang Ruonan was interrupted to insert the knife, and casually echoed: "The taste is good, the soft milk is quite good, and it is not too sweet." Next time, you can buy some and put it at home. ”
Song Keke opened the refrigerator and took out the remaining packet, put two slices into the toaster, and pressed the button before he smiled: "Hey, the evaluation is so high, that's to buy a little - ah, who wants to eat it directly?" ”
Zhang Ruonan stuffed the two empty coffee cups into Zhou Jian's hands, and said, "Ah, then leave half of the unroasted, both of which are pretty good...... Jianjian will give us another cup! Don't be stingy, add more honey. ”
Zhou Jian walked to the bar with a cup and said helplessly: "It seems that I can't bear this bit of honey." Okay, okay, okay, you'll add it, add it, don't be embarrassed. ”
Song Keke stood behind the bar and stared at Zhou Jian with a smile, Zhou Jian saw it at a glance, and said with a smile: "Okay, all plus ......" these two sweet-loving guys!
Zhang Ruonan ran to the bar with satisfaction and helped Song Keke bake bread and toss breakfast together.
Mr. Songko looked up at the bar's floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun slowly rising, its warm golden glow shining on the branches and leaves of the old trees behind the brick walls of the old street, and casually spreading jam and butter on a slice of toasted brown bread.
I don't know why, but I feel a little lighter.
…… Maybe she's more suitable for retirement? The thought flashed through my mind.
It's really old, it's really old, Song Keke, who sighed so much, was pinched by Zhang Ruonan. She's old! She is the youngest of the three, and she all shouts at the old ones, where are they going!
It's a joke and doesn't mention it.
……
"Well, you've been under too much psychological pressure lately, and living a life of old people who raise flowers and teasing cats will help your body." Mo Chu sat on the sofa in casual clothes.
"......" Song Keke was speechless, the crow's beak in the morning was fulfilled in the afternoon, and the retribution came too quickly.
Could it be that Jianjian is informing again?!
Mo Chu looked at her helplessly: "It wasn't he who told me, your examination report, the degree of aging of internal organs is already thirty years old." If you don't find a way to relax, your health will get worse and worse. ”
Well, the psychiatrist's ability to read words and colors, Song Keke sighed.
She hesitated slightly, but still said: "Actually, I wanted to buy a quieter villa on the outskirts of the city two years ago-" Mo Chu looked at her.
Song Keke couldn't stand it and avoided his gaze, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I bought it a year ago, and I drew the design drawings and asked someone to decorate it......"
Mo Chu smiled: "Then you can consider living in it recently, and take care of it." Of course, don't forget, I've always advised you to keep something to keep with you. ”
"Like a cat?" Song Keke smiled and flipped out the photo to show him, on the screen, a small meow with yellow and white hair and a big flat face squatted on a wooden bench in the garden of the villa, staring at the person looking at him with a serious face.
Mo Chu coughed and withdrew his gaze glued to the screen: "Ahem, you even adopted a cat?" ”
"You know." Song Keke smiled and took a sip of water from his teacup.
“…… Alas, you know how to heal yourself, why ...... again" Mo Chu also picked up the teacup and shook his head.
The mist rose, obscuring his lenses.
"You know the reason~" Song Keke raised his eyebrows at him, and gestureously raised his chin in the direction of Mo Chu's mobile phone, with a little evil smile - isn't this to help Jianjian and Ah Chu restore a little passion for love~
Mo Chu coughed lightly, and the tips of his ears were a little red.