"Call me if you have any problem." Si Ze said casually.
"Okay, I'll go first." After saying goodbye, Yan Mo walked towards the path.
"Wait." Si Ze stopped Yan Mo who was about to leave and pointed at something on the back seat: "You Lu took a box of osmanthus cake."
Yan Mo turned his back to him, turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled at Si Ze: "That's for you."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Si Ze stared at her leaving, not even noticing that the corners of his lips curled up.
All that was left in my mind was Yan Mo's charming smile, which could not be shaken off.
It was not until the continuous honking of horns from behind that Si Ze's thoughts were brought back to his senses. He immediately started the car and drove towards the company.
…
This way.
Yan Mo walked through the alley and came to Jingyang Street. Before she took two steps, a cool black motorcycle stopped in front of her at high speed.
"Gong Ling?"
"Miss Yan, you're so hard to find. Your phone was turned off when I called you. Thank you for meeting you here, otherwise I would have had to block your door." Gong Ling took off her helmet breathlessly.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Yan Mo handed Gong Ling a bottle of osmanthus honey tea: "Drink some water."
She made this this morning, four bottles in total, two bottles each for her and Si Ze, to drink on the way.
Yan Mo only drank one bottle on the way, and when he got off the car, he took the car with him.
"Thank you!" Gong Ling opened the bottle cap, tilted her head back, took a sip, and swallowed it.
Gong Ling covered it, smacked her lips, and picked up the bottle of orange-yellow water. She looked left and right and saw that it was all three-no products. "What is this? It tastes pretty good."
"I made it myself, osmanthus honey tea." Yan Mo explained.
"Osmanthus honey tea? Why does it taste different from the one I drink in the store?"
Gong Ling couldn't understand why all milk tea shops now have this osmanthus cake tea, which tastes completely different.
"Hehe, these are made from the osmanthus flowers I picked, and there is also osmanthus cake. You can take some back later." Yan Mo smiled and raised his hand in front of Gong Ling, raising the osmanthus cake in his hand.
"Did you go to your grandpa's house?"
She and Si Ze got their marriage certificate and signed a contract, but she hadn't had time to tell Gong Ling about these things.
Therefore, Gong Ling didn't know now, so she thought Yan Mo had returned to her grandfather's house. Osmanthus trees are rare and there are very few in Mocheng. There are only some in Yan Mo's grandfather's village.
Yan Mo shook his head and was about to tell Gong Ling.
"Yan Mo, let's not talk about this for now. I have something to talk to you about. Please help me!" Gong Ling interrupted Yan Mo before he could finish his words, grabbed Yan Mo and took him to the car.
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