As soon as Yan Mo and the others came in, they went up to the second floor and sat down on the observation deck outside the house.

Although it is winter, the boss is very considerate and puts a plate of charcoal fire under the table, so that you won’t be cold and you can also have a panoramic view of the entire bustling and noisy ancient town snack street.

"Waiter, two bowls of plain noodles." Yan Mo shouted.

The waiter wrote it down on a piece of paper and then left the observation deck.

"Is it cold?"

Yan Mo cupped his palms, blew on them, rubbed them, put them on his cheeks, and asked Gong Ling who was sitting opposite him.

Right at this moment.

A strange yet familiar voice came into their ears:

"Yan Mo."

Yan Mo and Gong Ling looked at each other, then turned at the same time to look at the person coming at the door.

He was a man with a sunny smile, wearing a casual blue windbreaker and a light brown scarf around his neck. He was a healing man. When you saw him, you would relax unconsciously. He made you feel very comfortable and want to get close to him.

Yan Mo and Gong Ling shouted at the same time:

"Senior Ji?"

"Long time no see." The man walked towards Yan Mo and the others and said with a smile:

"Two beauties, why don't you invite me to sit down?"

Yan Mo was the first to react, pulled out the outermost seat, and said hurriedly:

"Senior Ji, please sit down."

"Thank you." Ji Baiqiao nodded towards Yan Mo with a sweet smile.

Yan Mo was dazzled by what he saw. He quickly turned around and took a sip of tea awkwardly.

Gong Ling held her chin with her hands, her eyes sparkling with stars, a typical lovelorn girl.

It’s not their fault that they don’t live up to expectations. Who is Ji Baiqiao? In their high school days, he was undoubtedly the most handsome boy in Jiangdong.

It is said that his smile at that time could make a high school girl faint. In their high school dormitory, the pictures they put up were not of celebrities, but of this college senior.