Chapter 8 Is it my brother?

"Let me deliver it later!"

"I know, I know!"

Duqian poured a cup of tea and turned on the phone because Qu Fei asked her to listen to Yuemo's words. She was upset when she saw it. She poured a cup of tea and took a sip. She didn't expect it to be bitter, her face changed instantly, and she turned around and poured a cup of boiled water Clear your mouth, after you recover, you look back at Yuemo and ask, "Is this green tea?"

Yue Mo looked up in astonishment for a moment, then nodded innocently, "I forgot to tell you, I didn't know it would be green tea, the tea here seems to be random, the first time I drank jasmine, the second time it was rose, I thought Mainly scented tea."

Du Qian didn't speak anymore, just with a serious face, picked up the phone and started playing a game of a group of plants preventing zombies from eating their brains.

Not long after, the woman just brought the food to the table.

Du Qian said "thank you" blankly and started eating, without any communication with Yue Mo.

The elder sister sat down on the side, admiring Duqian's flourishing beauty, amazed, couldn't help but took a photo and posted on Weibo.

"When I met Duqian eating in our restaurant, he was very polite, but he looked unhappy..."

Comments below.

"Damn! Is there Professor Yue next to the little princess? It looks so good!"

"My God, it's absolutely perfect. If they don't make a drama, I'm sorry for the gods to enjoy the food with their looks!"

"The one upstairs is too superficial, okay? Yuemo relies on talent, he is a genius!"

"The two of you look so good!"

"At first glance, it looks like a contract couple...there is no communication during the whole process..."

The elder sister, who hadn't realized the situation at first, was instantly introduced by the netizens about last night's incident, and she looked at Duqian and Yuemo even more strangely.

There was no expression on Yuemo's face either, it was probably a natural aura, cold and pressing, she actually had a feeling of wanting to leave.

The old man next to him laughed.

"It's fine for the young couple to talk about something. Life has to be like this. It's not easy to meet someone you like!"

Du Qian didn't speak, just raised his head and smiled at the uncle, then lowered his head, staring at Yue Mo's hand for a while, took a bite of the prawn, and thought: Is it okay to meet someone you like? Easy, but meeting someone who likes her is everywhere!

Which one is not better than the one in front of him?

She pursed her mouth and lowered her head to take a sip of the soup, but she choked sadly with too much force.

"Cough, cough...cough..." Du Qian put down his chopsticks, coughing until tears came out.

"Although it's a bit bitter—" the man's voice came, with some hesitation in his tone.

Immediately, a cup of tea was pushed towards her, and Du Qian didn't have any extra energy to think, so she drank it down suddenly, and then took the cup full and took two or three sips before she recovered, almost fainting.

"Drink it slowly, take such a big spoonful in one gulp." Yue Mo looked at her solemnly, and her tone was the tone that a lesson should have.

Du Qian was stunned there and couldn't help thinking: why Yue Mo could still talk to her in this tone after three years of leaving her, as if they had never been separated in these three years.

During the year we were together, he often reprimanded her for some habits with such a straight face, which always made her angry and came back to coax her again.

He is only three years older than her, but he can always use the tone of a decade older to control her.

Du Sheng told her that Yuemo is a genius, he has been a genius since he was a child, and he skipped grades along the way. When others were still in junior high school, he had already been admitted to a top foreign school and became the youngest student since the school was founded.

"I know, I'm not a child." Du Qian got up and was about to pour a glass of boiled water, when the waiter at the table next to her immediately came over and handed her a glass of water.

Du Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the waiter: "Thank you, your service is really good."

If the idol is not in front of him at this moment, the waiter will probably float away happily.

Duqian sat down again, thinking about how Yuemo would hate herself, but unexpectedly, he didn't respond.

This made Du Qian feel abnormal.

The man put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth gracefully, and picked up the cup in Duqian's hand.

"You—" Du Qian had just uttered a word, and her brain quickly reacted.

The cup was handed over by Yue Mo just now. He didn't seem to be pouring water, so there should be water in the cup. After she drank the tea, she poured water to drink it, so there can't be tea in the cup. It's even more unlikely that Yuemo gave her overnight water.

And only Yuemo's cup was not finished...tea.

Yue Mo picked up the cup, poured another cup of tea, twirled it with her fingertips, raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "What?"

It really was his teacup!
Duqian was so angry that she couldn't speak, her surprise at this time must have caught Yue Mo's hands!

"It's nothing! Let's go after eating!" She felt that she was almost ashamed.

After Du Qian finished speaking, she stood up, went to the counter to pay, and happened to miss the faint smile of the cold man behind her.

The sister who was still sitting at the table was dumbfounded...

This is too pretty, right?
Du Qian walked out of the door, unexpectedly Yue Mo followed her in two or three steps.

He walked to her side, looked down at her, and raised his chin to signal her, "My car is over there, wait for me, I'll drive over."

Duqian said "um", without any extra expression, as if communicating with a stranger.

The man sighed softly, and his tall and tall figure turned away from her sight. She was stunned for a few seconds, with a hint of self-mockery on her lips.

She took the phone out of her bag and dialed a number.

The phone was quickly connected. The man's voice was a little careless, as if he was doing something else.

Du Qian didn't bother, and asked directly, "Is that my brother?"

"No, you were brought back by the dog when I went to walk the dog in the backyard when I was three years old." The man said kindly.

Du Qian sneered, "Du Sheng, you can, I will send this recording to my parents right away, neither of us will have a good time today!"

Du Sheng's voice on the phone was a little closer, with an anxious tone, "Hey, isn't it Du Qian! How old are you and you're going to sue!"

This incident was still a child, and Du Sheng used it to scare Du Qian to tears. At that time, Du Qian, who was a few years old, went out with a box, but was stopped by Du's father. Later, Du Sheng was severely beaten by his parents.

But he never tired of scaring her with this incident, and because of this, he was often beaten, and he developed the ability to escape. When he skipped classes in middle school, no dean ever caught up with him.

Duqian smiled bluntly, "It's not big, you will always be mine——Okay! Brother! Brother!"

She gritted her teeth and said the last three words, but Du Sheng smiled.

"All right, all right, what do you want to ask," he muttered after finishing speaking, "He was cute when he was young, but why is he so annoying when he grows up?"

"I've grown up, but you haven't?" Du Qian rolled his eyes, "Half of my baldness is due to you, you pull my hair every day!"

When this kind of embarrassing thing happened when he was young, Du Sheng didn't feel guilty at all, he just laughed and asked, "Don't you have something to ask me?"

 almost forgot to update

  
 
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