But no matter what, life still has to go on.

Mo An, who has been tortured by the system many times, is now extremely peaceful, even now that Peter Parker has come out of his shop, he feels normal.

But how is it possible, Peter Parker under the MCU setting is still a child.

"Sir, may I ask—" A childish voice sounded from behind him.

"No, I don't want to answer you at all right now." Not daring to look back at all, Mo An walked into the store with a cold face.

Slowly closing the door of the coffee shop, Mo An pumped his mouth vigorously.

What a crow's mouth!

How did I not know that Doom Day still has this ability, it's really terrifying.

[Actually, is there a possibility...]

"No, no, I don't admit it."

Mo An's attention was put back in the store, although the outside was cleaned up by Tongzi, but the inside was still in the state of a whole rough room, and he could design and decorate it by himself.

"Yes, Tongzi is still humane."

Mo An nodded in praise.

If you give yourself a well-decorated storefront, I am afraid that I will not have a sense of belonging to this store for a long time.

[Thank you for the compliment.] ]

After reading the store, I need to find a place to stay.

Looking at the towering Stark Building opposite, Mo An suddenly had a bad taste in his heart.

How would it feel if he jumped from here to the top floor and smashed glass into Stark and said that you were going to be kidnapped by terrorists in less than a year?

patted his face vigorously, suppressing this dangerous thought in his heart, didn't he say that it was better to live a peaceful life, how could he do it every day just thinking about doing things.

In the following month, Mo An found a remedial worker with a good reputation through newspapers and the Internet, handed them the drawings he had designed, and told them that it must be completed within a month, and money was not a problem.

Hurry up and hurry, and finally complete the project by July 15th.

This is a very sophisticated store, it is set up on the corner of the big intersection in the center of Manhattan, the Gothic architecture allows it to blend perfectly into the surrounding buildings and catch the eye, and a short awning is set up above the storefront, like a delicate beauty who can't stand the scorching sun.

Underneath the awning is the name of the shop: Mo's Cafe, a beautiful Rembank body that adds a touch of chicness to the shop.

There are narrow and long European-style windows on both sides of the door, so you don't have to worry about lighting.

Push open the wooden double doors with delicate patterns and enter, and you will be greeted by a large solid wood bar with a solid wood floor underfoot.

The bright yellow light swayed down, making people unconsciously relax and have a little more lazy.

On the counter, a brand-new coffee machine glows silvery white in the light, probably the only thing here in cool tones.

Behind the counter are cups of different sizes, different styles, of course, this is not Mo An's collection, it is taken from the system to fill the scene, as for whether it is very precious, even the system said that it was too long to forget.

On the right side of the counter, some small tables covered with dark green tablecloths and soft sofas of different sizes are arranged a little scattered, but they are all positioned to avoid direct sunlight, less rigid, more casual like home.

On the far right is a row of tall bookcases, integrating ancient and modern Chinese and foreign classics, with a strong bookish atmosphere.

If you can have a cup of coffee and a book to read, you won't feel like a waste of time if you stay all day.

Mo An was very satisfied, almost as he imagined it to be.

Pity the shyness of the last world, Mo An had to tearfully change to a business café, but he still did not escape the fate of closing the store nearby.

Seeing the coffee machine on the bar, Mo An suddenly felt a little itchy, and immediately brewed a cup.

The boiling water was slowly poured into the coffee bean powder, and the sound of the glamour was the most decompressing moment for Mo An.

"Well, it's not bad." Picking up the cup and taking a sip, Mo An couldn't help but nod.

"If the craftsmanship is not lost, then it will open tomorrow!"

......

Time flies, and just two months have passed.

Mo's Cafe has also changed from the door to the current hot appearance when it first opened, almost everyone who came to this store liked the style of this store, it was like entering another world, the pedestrians outside were noisy and hurried, and the inside wanted you to slow down and look at the scenery of Manhattan, everyone felt that this should be the last pure land in Manhattan, and the thought of returning to its original appearance after leaving the store couldn't help but make people a little resistant.

Not only is there a rich coffee and a relaxed atmosphere, but also the sun that rushes in and the handsome god-like coffee shop manager who bathes in the sun.

Whenever people watch the store manager slowly pour boiling water on the ground coffee, they can't help but sigh: "Elegant, so elegant." ”

It is worth mentioning that Mo's Cafe can have such success in a short period of time, which is inseparable from his handsome face.

Under his super perception, Mo An could clearly feel the burning gazes of the few high seats in front of the bar looking directly at him, which made him cry out and cry out, but he still had to keep smiling at all times.

Not only the high seat, but the women sitting on the sofa next to him glanced at Mo An from time to time, and the coffee in front of him didn't take a few sips.

The typical drunkard does not mean alcohol.

I can eat with my face, but I have to rely on my talent?

Mo An sighed, I'm afraid that such days will last for a long, long time.

But today it seems that an acquaintance has come.

Mo An vaguely looked at the sexy redhead sitting on the sofa in the corner, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As everyone knows, this little action has teased those little fan girls again.

Towards closing, Mo An clapped his hands, focused everyone's attention on him, and said loudly: "I'm glad that you can come and patronize Mo's Cafe's business, but it's going to close today, and customers who haven't finished their coffee can go to the front desk to apply for a free order, but it's only limited to more than half a cup." ”

After another hectic time, Mo's Cafe finally left only the redhead and Moan.

Mo An rinsed the cup and said lightly, "This guest didn't hear me just now?" ”

The red-haired woman slowly stood up, stepped on the catwalk, and slowly came to the bar, looking at Mo An with affectionate eyes, "I don't want to go." ”

"Why?" Mo An asked with a smile.

"Because there's more important things to do." The redhead stuck out her tongue and licked her lips gently, her gentle voice enough to ignite the evil fire of every man.

But Moan is excepted.

"Agent Natasha Romanoff, I hope this is the last time you'll pose like this in front of me."