After greeting Mo Qiuci, Lu Mian withdrew his hand and took out another cup from the tea tray on the side, and he used his spare eyes to pay attention to the distance between Mo Qiuci and him, while reaching out to pick up the teapot and pour tea into the cup.

Just as he was pouring the tea, Mo Qiuci happened to come to him.

"Master Lu, are you ordering food now?" Mo Qiuci said and put the menu in his hand on the table in front of him, "This is the menu in our store, you see what you want to eat." ”

Lu Mian didn't pay attention to the menu she put on the table, his gaze stayed on Mo Qiuci's face: "Has Miss Wen always worked here?"

He actually knew what the answer to the question was, but he asked it anyway.

Mo Qiuci didn't mean to answer him at all: "Doesn't Gongzi Lu order?"

Lu Mian stared at her for a while, and then put the poured cup of tea in front of her: "Have a cup of tea." ”

The weather is very hot today, and the temperature outside is high, Mo Qiuci just followed the jackdaw to the wine cellar, and he was already sweating, and he was extremely hot and thirsty at this time.

Although she drank a glass of plum wine just now, it was only enough for her to stuff her teeth, and it couldn't quench her thirst at all.

Now seeing the tea he handed over, Mo Qiuci didn't hesitate, picked up the teacup and drank all the tea inside.

Lu Mian watched her pick up the teacup and drink the tea, and when she finished drinking and put down the cup, he reached out and poured her another cup.

"Why don't you sit down and rest for a while?" Lu Mian said tentatively.

"Thank you Lu Gongzi for your kindness, no need. Mo Qiuci rejected him directly without thinking.

To be honest, she really wanted to sit down and rest for a while and drink tea, but she promised Yan Yanshan to help, so she had to follow the rules of the store, and she couldn't do whatever she wanted.

Seeing her decisiveness in refusing, Lu Mian gave up the idea of letting her sit down, he reached out and pushed the re-poured cup of tea to her side a little more: "Since Miss Wen doesn't sit, the tea can always be drunk, right?"

In the rules that Yan Yanshan told her before, there was no mention of not drinking the tea poured by the guests, so Mo Qiuci didn't mean to refuse in this matter, plus she was really thirsty, just after Lu Mian finished speaking, she nodded at him in response, and picked up the cup of tea and put it into her stomach.

Lu Mian watched her finish the tea, and when she put the teacup back on the table, he poured her another cup: "Let's drink another cup." ”

He has been letting Mo Qiuci drink tea, although Mo Qiuci is quite happy about it, but his behavior is a bit unspeakable.

This time, she didn't pay attention to the cup of tea, but looked up at Lu Mian and asked him suspiciously, "Master Lu, why have you been letting me drink tea?"

I don't know if it's brain pumping, after she finished asking that sentence, she subconsciously added: "Could it be that you suspect that this tea is poisonous?"

Lu Mian: "??"

Lu Mian suddenly frowned, looking a little helpless: "Miss Wen, your imagination is a little too rich!"

He just watched her run around under the sun and sweat, she would definitely be thirsty, and wanted her to drink some tea to quench her thirst, it was as simple as that, who would have thought that she would think of such a possibility.

Seeing that he didn't come up with the kind of meaning he came up with, Mo Qiuci was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Are you delusional about being killed! What the hell do you think about every day! It's a shame!" Mo Qiuci muttered quietly.

Lu Mian saw that her mouth kept moving, and there were words in her mouth, and she was a little curious about what she was talking about for a while.

"Smell girl. He first called her, and when he saw that she was too focused to hear his voice, he raised his voice again and shouted, "Miss Wen?"

Mo Qiuzi came back to her senses suddenly, and she looked at him blankly: "Hmm? what...... What's wrong?"

Lu Mian saw that her stunned appearance was a little cute at this time, so she couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips: "What is Miss Wen thinking?"

He was still curious what she was muttering.

"I wonder why I asked such a critical question. Mo Qiuci didn't lie, she felt that there was nothing unmotive about it, so she answered truthfully.

"What......? Huh?!" Lu Mian didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Forehead ......" realized that he had said modern Internet terms without paying attention for a while, and Mo Qiuci was suddenly speechless, not knowing how to explain it to him.

Fortunately, Lu Mian didn't hear it clearly, so in the end, she bypassed the topic with a haha.

She drank the cup of tea, and at the same time as the teacup, she reached out and ordered on the menu in front of him: "Master Lu, it's time for you to order." ”

Hearing this, Lu Mian lowered his head and looked at the menu in front of him.

Before Mo Qiuci's hand could be withdrawn, she stretched out her index finger and pointed at the top of the menu, and the place where her fingertips touched happened to be the name of a dish.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs. Lu Mian opened his mouth and slowly spit out these four words.

This dish was just ordered by Mo Qiuci's fingertips, so he ordered it.

However, Mo Qiuci didn't notice this, after hearing him report the name of the dish, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, habitually wanting to take out a pen from her pocket, but she didn't touch her pocket for a long time.

Wondering what was going on, she suddenly remembered that she wasn't where she used to live.

Nowadays, she is not in the habit of carrying a pen with her, and even if she does, she has no pen to carry at all.

It's over! How is she going to write down the names of those dishes!

Mo Qiuci's memory has not been very good since she was a child, if it is just a single two dishes, she may still be able to remember, but there are too many names of dishes, and she can't remember anything.

After waiting for a long time after reporting the food, and not seeing any reaction from Mo Qiuci, Lu Mian took his eyes off the menu and looked up at her.

Mo Qiuci frowned like that, standing there with a slight flustered face, her hands still in the posture of groping her body.

Seeing this, Lu Mian knew what she was doing.

"Miss Wen?Miss Wen??" he recalled Mo Qiuci's thoughts again, and when she fell on his face, he touched it in his arms for a while, and then took out something and asked her, "Miss Wen, are you...... Are you looking for this?"

Mo Qiu said in her heart that it was impossible for Lu Mian to know what she was looking for, but she was also a little curious that Lu Mian would think she was looking for something, so she turned her head to look at the thing he was holding in his hand.

When Mo Qiuci saw clearly what Lu Mian was holding in her hand, she was stunned on the spot as if she had been beaten by someone.

At the tip of Lu Mian's fingers, he was pinching a ...... that had not yet been cut Pencil.

What the!?

Mo Qiuci felt that he must be crazy, and he actually saw a pencil!

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then opened her eyes again and looked at Lu Mian's hand.

After her confirmation again, she finally determined that what Lu Mian was holding in her hand at this time was indeed a pencil, and it should not be ...... at all , no, it should be said that a pencil that simply does not appear here.

What the is going on!?it!?

Mo Qiuci's mentality is about to collapse.

Her gaze stayed on the pencil in Lu Mian's hand, and she was stunned and couldn't say a word.

At this time, her mind was blank, and she couldn't think of anything, the impact of the pencil on her was so great that she was stunned there for a long time, even if Lu Mian had already put the pencil on the table and shouted a few words to her, she didn't come back to her senses.

Lu Mian had already expected her reaction now, and he thought that he would have to give her a time to adapt, so he didn't call her again, and waited quietly for her to react.

When the jackdaw came back from sending the bamboo basket, he saw Mo Qiuci standing in front of a table, and he couldn't see who was sitting there from his position, and he couldn't see Mo Qiuci's face at this time.

He stared at it for a moment, then walked briskly to the counter and reached out to pat the cigarette as he was resting his head.

"What's going on?"

Yan Yanshan opened her sleepy eyes and looked at him, and when she saw that his gaze did not fall on her face, she knew what he was asking.

She straightened up a little irritably, looked at Mo Qiuci and said, "It's still the same son today." ”

Yan Yanshan had already told him what had happened this morning, so Jackdaw knew who the man over there was.

"Why hasn't he left yet?"

It stands to reason that the man should have been out of the store long ago at this time.

"He's waiting for Miss Wen to come back. Yan Yanshan replied to him briefly.

"......" Jackdaw did not speak.

Yan Yanshan thought for a moment, and looked back at him with a serious expression: "Do you know what he said to me when you went to the wine cellar?"

Jackdaw turned to look at her.

Yan Yanshan repeated to him the meaning of what Lu Mian said to her before: "He said that he came here to Wen Girl." ”

The jackdaw was silent again, he turned his head and moved his gaze back to that side, at this time Mo Qiuci was no longer just standing there, she bent down slightly, stretched out her arms to support the table, and kept a close distance from Lu Mian to look at each other.

"Why do you have this thing!?" Mo Qiuci glared at Lu Mian, her eyes full of vigilance.

The pencil is not something that should be here, and even if the book is written close to modernization, it will not be here.

Mo Qiuci was even more suspicious of Lu Mian at this time, she had been thinking about why they would meet again, but now it seems that her idea in the morning was really right, his appearance was really not good.

Originally, she would come over just to set up his words, so that she could know something from it, who would have thought that she really knew something, but ......

Mo Qiuci frowned and stared at Lu Mian's face, for some reason, there was some doubt in his eyes, and his face was also confused.

Just as she was about to ask again, the look on his face that had appeared a second ago suddenly disappeared.