"So you're here!"

Chengmei couldn't help but gobble it up, and suddenly there was a squirming laugh behind her. She was startled and quickly looked back, it turned out to be Mingyao, who was walking towards her with a smile.

"Agent Zhou, do you like this tenderloin patty too?"

"That's because there's only one truly unique store on this street. So the chance encounter between the two of us, hehe, shouldn't be a very low probability accident. ”

Seungmi is a cheerful person, and she smirks and shakes the half-swallowed meatloaf in her hand. Mingyao stood straight into the early morning sun, his face was fair, his eyes leaned forward slightly bright, his flaxen-colored hair looked very elegant in the breeze, and the whole person really responded to the ridicule of his coffee partner - handsome and compelling.

It seems that Chengmei's gaze is too calm, Mingyao teases her bangs again, and Chengmei just looks at him with her chin in her hand. Mingyao's eyes were black and clear. Seungmi stared at him deeply, as if she wanted to see through him, but no matter how he scratched his head, Seungmi's face didn't seem to have the expected sense of anticipation. On the contrary, her gradually lively and bright expression is like looking at a very familiar buddy. Mingyao's mind became confused, and his smile was a little depressed.

"Eh, Agent Li, you don't seem to have ordered a drink, do you want to consider a glass of fragrant cappuccino?"

"It's coffee again, that stuff tastes so bitter, like poison. I just can't enjoy it. ”

Seungmi looked down at him and frowned. It was so embarrassing that Mingyao had to turn around and stand side by side with Chengmei. But I have to say that Chengmei in the afterglow, the lines of the contour of the face are extraordinarily distinct, the bridge of the nose is firm, the lips are slightly upturned, and the appearance adds a boy's inherent handsomeness to the softness, and even at the moment when she turned her face slightly, a noble temperament that came out of nowhere enveloped her. Time passed, and before she knew it, Mingyao's carefully groomed hairstyle was grabbed into instant noodles that were about to be burned. Chengmei looked at him with disgust.

"Yes, yes! But if you want to talk about bitterness, the taste of beer is more bitter! Ming Yao smiled absentmindedly. It was as if there was a fawn jumping up and down in my heart.

"Really? But how do I think it's sweet? And when it comes to beer, the cravings in my stomach start to kick again. Chengmei's tone of voice sounded very natural, but every sentence contained a gun and a sword, which was very lethal. Even his expression deepened under the clouds that obscured the sky.

"Oh?! Really? Mingyao said as he glanced at Chengmei with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually pulled out a tricky smile.

"Agent Zhou, what's wrong with you today?!" Seungmi asked, staring straight into Mingyao's eyes. The eyebrows reveal the unusual tenacity.

"No, I just want to see if your mouth is cracked in your eyes, because that's what I think of drunkards!"

Mingyao tried desperately not to laugh, but the starlight of her crush still kept flowing out of the corners of her eyes.

"Your expression looks like you're describing a monster coming in a spaceship. Or are you prejudiced against women who like to drink? ”

Seungmi replied with an embarrassed smile. Then there was a heavy silence, and Ming Yao looked around aimlessly, and the eyes of the two suddenly met as before. But this time, Mingyao immediately avoided Seungmi like a mimosa, and deliberately looked at the surrounding scenery. Chengmei strode in front of Mingyao. Directly in front of us was an open field, and although there was a barbed wire fence running across it, the shadow of the mountain peaks in the distance could be seen through the barbed wire.

"That's not what I meant. I just feel like we can further become friends who joke with each other. ”

The sun was scattered like gold, and the breeze came and went.

Chengmei had actually been quietly listening to Mingyao's story, but she didn't say a word.

"That's me, like..."

Mingyao didn't open his mouth to speak at all, only the voice was murmuring, and just by looking at his expression, Chengmei already knew that something was wrong.

"And what if I say that sometimes when I look in the mirror, I feel the same way?" Seungmi suddenly laughed.

"Sympathetic? You mean you? Mingyao's heart instantly rose to his throat.

"Not only me, but my mom and my friends thought I was a monster. For example, when you drink, although your face doesn't turn red, your eyes look like you've been hit with chicken blood, hahaha. ”

Seungmi laughed heartily as she slowly turned her stiff neck to admire the green peaks, and Mingyao had to smile in embarrassment. It wasn't until a few puffy clouds dotted the top of the mountain that the two of them suddenly thought of their favorite food at the same time, which was marshmallows. As if waiting for someone, Mingyao approached Seungmei's shoulder with a smile on his face again.

"Oh, by the way, it's still more than half an hour before the start of work, and if you go to the running track over there to exercise, you should burn off some calories. Agent Zhou, do you want to come with me? ”

Seungmi couldn't help but glance at Mingyao's neck. On the left side of his neck, there were faint marks of the scratch he had just made. Chengmei instantly understood the purpose of Mingyao's trip, but she still tried to squeeze out a polite smile and asked.

"Oh, then you just do what you want to do, my muscles are sore from my recent workouts, so I'll go back to the unit first." Mingyao looked at Chengmei depressedly, and bit the words "back to the unit" very hard.

"Ah, that, Agent Zhou, I didn't actually mean to let you go, but I really can only exercise a little more in these bits and pieces. And our branch is in such a hurry for lunch, it's time to eat. ”

Mingyao's voice and face changed suddenly, Chengmei immediately realized that the situation was embarrassing, she swallowed her saliva, looked back at Mingyao, Mingyao didn't say anything. Because from Chengmei's sparkling eyes, he had already read the trace of vacillation and confusion that he wanted the most.

"Okay, then you can keep trying, fighti

g！ The corners of Mingyao's mouth gradually spread into a bright and mysterious smile. He raised his hand slightly, but he didn't dare to touch Chengmei's fingertips easily.

"Well, fighti

g！ Chengmei also changed her bold and bright expression in the past, and nodded implicitly.