Play Nice

Chapter 14 014: Rounding up a date
A wind chime of a lucky cat hangs on the door of the coffee shop. As soon as the door is opened, the lucky cat tinkles against the gold ingot.

A young mother came in with her child.The adult was soaked in the rain and was soaked all over, so he was not in a state of embarrassment. The child was wrapped in the adult's coat. The clothes were dry and only the trousers were wet.

"Is Xiaobao cold?"

The child did not freeze, but shivered: "It's so cold."

The child's mother took off his wet clothes and wiped off the water with a paper towel.

A towel is handed over.

The child's mother looked up and saw a hand with clear bones first, with long joints and neatly trimmed nails. It was a beautiful hand that was not weak.

The owner of the hand said, "It's not used, it's clean."

The child's mother quickly took it: "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

Jing recalled to his seat and put the tray of hot chocolate in front of Shang Lingling.She took down a glass and pushed the tray over to him.The drink was hot, and she warmed her hands after covering it for a while.

Before the dessert she bought just now, she took it out, removed two spoons, and placed them on the edge of the tray.

She tasted it first, and the sweetness was just right.

She pushed the untouched spoon towards Jing Zhao: "Would you like to try it?"

He said, "No."

The hot chocolate in front of him did not move, the piano music reached its climax, the rhythm became loud, and he sat quietly all the time, watching the rain outside the glass window.

The business leader was looking at him with unbridled eyes.

Desserts seem a little sweeter.

On the next table, the young mother was wiping the child's face with a towel. The toilet paper in the towel fell out and fell to the ground. There was a string of numbers on the paper. Eleven was the phone number.

The child's mother didn't notice.

The child picked up the paper and threw it into the trash can.

Then, the business leader glanced at the trash can, and then she continued to look at her beauty.

The face is so pretty.

Suitable for stealing.

She figured out the possibility of stealing a kiss in broad daylight.

The rain outside the window was a little lighter, the big waves in the puddles on the road turned into small waves, and there was a shuttle figure on the sidewalk, chasing the hydrogen balloon of a green bear.

The man tied his right hand with a leather jacket, and it was wet.

"Mom, look!" The little boy sat by the window of the coffee shop and pointed to the outside, "It's that Milo!"

It was the Milo whose fur coat was soiled by his squid.

The child tilted his head, puzzled: "He's so strange, why is he running after the hydrogen balloon?"

The child's mother shook her head and said she didn't know either.

The man finally caught up with the hydrogen balloon caught by the telephone pole, looked around, and ran into the coffee shop.

He held a hydrogen balloon in his armpit and walked to the child, with a "red circle" burnt from a cigarette butt on his forehead.

The child had been murdered by him before, and was very scared, so he hurried to hide behind his mother.

The man pulled the string of the hydrogen balloon and confronted the child: "I'll pay you."

Both mother and son hide behind.

The grown-up said, "No need."

The child shook his head sharply.

The man tossed the water from his hair, impatiently, and said in a fierce tone: "If you let you take it—" Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a shadow, and when he reached his mouth, he stopped immediately, and his tone suddenly softened, "Take it. Come on."

The child looked at his mother, then timidly stretched out his hand and grabbed the string of the hydrogen balloon.

The man seemed to have changed his sex, but he actually became angry: "I was wrong just now, I'm sorry."

The child's mother: "..."

"Will you forgive me?"

kid:"……"

The man hangs one arm, dislocated and has not been connected, the other is just connected, still shaking, his mouth is white with pain, his forehead is sweating, his eyes keep glancing at one place, his expression is cowardly. Haw: "Why didn't you forgive me?"

The child's mother: "..."

kid:"……"

The mother and son are shocked by the same paragraph!
The man's teeth rattled: "Forgive me, I'm sorry... I beg you."

The child stuck his head out from behind his mother: "Oh."

The man let out a long sigh: "You have forgiven me." I don't know if anyone will hear the next sentence, but it's super loud, "Don't look for me again!"

After he finished speaking, he ran away, as if a ghost was chasing him.

"Mom, this milo is so strange."

The child's mother guessed that this person was probably soaked in the heavy rain.

The rain stopped outside the window.

Jing Zhao looked back: "Have you finished eating?"

Shang Lingling wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "I'm done eating."

He got up and put the tissues and used spoons in the trash: "Let's go."

"it is good."

Jing Zhao went to get an umbrella, and Shang Lingling followed behind him. She turned her head and caught sight of the beauty at the cash register.

The lucky cat on the wind chime touched the gold ingot again, jingling.

Shang Lingling came out of the coffee shop, walked for a while, and stopped: "My wallet is on the seat, you wait for me here."

She left Jing Zhao under a locust tree and ran into the coffee shop.

The table they had just sat at had been cleared, and the purse was on the seat.

The business leader picked up the wallet and walked to the cashier: "Miss."

The beauty at the cashier raised her eyes.

"152****5921." Shang Lingling was good-tempered, "Is this your number?"

The beauty who was caught but failed to hook up was not embarrassed: "Sorry, I accidentally put the wrong thing just now."

Shang Lingling smiled friendly: "It's okay, my boyfriend doesn't mind, but," she said in a sincere tone, without any intention of targeting, "I don't think the numbers of your number are very lucky, what do you think?"

The beauty didn't feel it, and gave a very unfriendly and provocative look: What about her boyfriend, if you get married, you can still divorce.

The business leader was too lazy to waste words with her. She dialed a phone number and reported the string of numbers. She said in a calm voice as if she was chatting at home: "Cancel this number."

The dog's head scratched the sofa over there: "Little ancestor, do you think I can do anything?"

The little ancestor asked thoughtfully, "Is half an hour enough?"

The dog beat his chest: "...Enough."

Little Ancestor: "Thank you."

Dog Head: I thank you!Thank you all!

The beauty at the cashier was stunned the whole time.

Shang Lingling hung up the phone and reminded the beauty: "Remember to call to confirm in half an hour." She smiled slightly, "No thanks."

The beauty's face turned green.

Shang Lingling came out of the coffee shop, in a happy mood, she walked under the locust tree.

"Let's go."

Jing Zhao moved his gaze from the fallen leaves on the ground to her face, and stayed for a few seconds without saying anything.

He is a person who can hide things very well. A pair of peach blossom eyes are the best at hiding things. When they are slightly restrained, they will give you a hazy and paradoxical look. Forget to get to the bottom of it.

He walked in front, not very big, but slowly.

The business leader followed behind.

Before the shower, the hawker was blown away by a bundle of hydrogen balloons. After the rain, some of the hydrogen balloons in the air flew far away, and some were hung up.

There is one on the locust tree, pink, with a cat printed on it. Shang Lingling felt that the cat looked very much like Jing Qianqian, with a very arrogant and noble attitude.

She stood on tiptoe, reached for it, and jumped on the spot a few times, without touching the line of the hydrogen balloon.

"Jing Zhao."

King turned his head.

She pointed to the tree: "Help me get it."

The leaves of the locust tree fell one by one, and the pavement was quietly paved with a yellow-yellow-green carpet.

Jing Zhao first looked at the tree, then turned back and came to her side.He didn't need to tiptoe, he raised his hand to reach the line of the hydrogen balloon.

After pulling it off, he handed it to her.

She smiled and thanked: "Thank you."

"Any change?"

He moved on.

The business leader turned over his wallet: "No."

He took out a twenty from his wallet, raised his chin, and pointed to the street ahead: "Go and pay."

The vendor who lost a bundle of hydrogen balloons is on the street ahead.

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