Chapter 15 Will You Cry?
Off-campus milk tea shop.
Chen Shuangli returned to the classroom to get an umbrella and then came here to work part-time.
Xie Jinghe also came over and found a seat in the milk tea shop. He leaned back lazily on the seat, playing games on his phone with it held horizontally.
One is Zhang Xuke, one is Jiang Yanchu, and one is Chi Yanzhou.
The name of the pear tree is "the one who lets go will be gone" or "the one who is slow will lose everything".
So wherever Chen Shuangli went, Xie Jinghe would follow her closely.
After classes at Kyoto University, more and more people come to the milk tea shop.
Chen Shuangli was extremely busy.
Even though the store was air-conditioned, the girl's hair was still soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down her fair and slender neck.
Xie Jinghe put away his phone, stood up, strode to the workbench, opened the door, and went inside.
A large hand with distinct joints grasped Chen Shuangli's soft, pale arm and pulled her aside, "Stay aside."
Chen Shuangli turned around and saw Xie Jinghe, and was surprised for a moment, "Why are you here?"
"Go sit down."
"I'll do it."
Xie Jinghe called a boy and said, "You, come here."
The boy was confused, but still walked towards Xie Jinghe, "What's wrong, brother?"
Did he do something wrong?
"Your little fan, buy it from me for 100 yuan." Xie Jinghe looked at the little fan in the boy's hand.
The boy looked at the fan in his hand and said, "I bought this on Pindudu for 9.9 yuan with free shipping."
Xie Jinghe was impatient and said simply, "Will you buy it?"
The boy immediately said: "Buy it."
Xie Jinghe scanned a hundred yuan and sent it to him via WeChat.
The boy asked in confusion, "Did this little fan save your life? Why did you buy it?"
"It's for girls." Xie Jinghe said casually.
He turned around with the small fan and stuffed both the small fan and his mobile phone into Shen Shuangli's hands, "Stay here obediently."
After saying that, Xie Jinghe turned around, took a cup of milk tea from the production table and returned.
He just ordered this milk tea on his phone.
Xie Jinghe stuffed the milk tea into Chen Shuangli's hands as well, "A reward for a girl who works hard." Then he returned to the production table.
Xie Jinghe took over Chen Shuangli's work.
Hand-made lemon tea.
Add lemon slices.
The large hand with distinct veins grasped the pestle.
The loud sounds of "bang bang bang" rang out frequently.
The man's strong and beautiful arm muscles bulged with his movements.
The pale blue blood vessels are swollen with blood, revealing a sense of tension, wildness and vigorous power.
"Fuck it, Xie Jinghe!!"
"Fuck, why is the young master in the milk tea shop getting lemon tea?"
"Master, are you here to experience life?"
"I want to drink the lemon tea made by this handsome guy himself!!"
A girl called out, "Come quickly! Mixue Bingbing! Xie Jinghe is making milk tea!!"
"What?! Where is the morality, where is the bottom line, where is the address!!!"
The girls blushed and whispered to each other like crazy.
Now, there are more people in the store, especially girls, more than double the number.
The whole milk tea shop was packed with people.
All for lemon tea.
They gathered together, chattering loudly, and took secret photos of Xie Jinghe with their cell phones.
It's so noisy.
Xie Jinghe frowned slightly, his face looked cold and unhappy.
Xie Jinghe was spoiled by his parents and was a spoiled young master since childhood. He had never done any work or served others.
After a few drinks, I get bored and don't want to play anymore.
But if he doesn't hit her, Chen Shuangli will hit her.
The printer next to it is still issuing orders continuously.
They can drink so much, are they a bunch of buckets?
Xie Jinghe cursed in his heart.
Chen Shuangli held the milk tea, which was at room temperature, and stared quietly in the direction of Xie Jinghe.
The man was wearing a loose sleeveless white T-shirt and black pants. He had a tall and stern figure, sharp and three-dimensional facial features, strong brow bones, and a rebellious and ruffian spirit that flowed from his bones.
Looking at his busy figure making lemon tea, Chen Shuangli felt uncomfortable.
She stood up, put down her milk tea, and walked towards Xie Jinghe, "Let me do it, you go and have a rest."
Xie Jinghe glanced at her sideways and said, "What can you do with your thin arms and legs? Go away."
"Have you finished your milk tea?"
Chen Shuangli pursed her lips and said softly, "No."
"Then let's go drink milk tea. If you're bored, play with my phone. If you're hungry, order takeout. My phone password and payment password are my birthday."
Chen Shuangli was silent for a few seconds, "You don't have to be like this."
Xie Jinghe raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "Master, I'm free and willing to do it."
Chen Shuangli: “…”
More than three hours later, Chen Shuangli got off work.
I went to the changing room to change into my own clothes and walked out of the milk tea shop.
A flashy blood-red convertible Ferrari stopped in front of her.
Xie Jinghe had one hand on the steering wheel and a cigarette in the other. He wore sunglasses on his tall nose, his silver hair was unrestrained, and he looked like a rich young master.
He looked at Chen Shuangli nonchalantly, "Get in the car."
Chen Shuangli pursed her lips and said euphemistically, “I’ll just take the bus.”
"What bus to take?"
"Come and ride in my husband's convertible sports car."
Chen Shuangli: "...I won't bother you anymore."
Xie Jinghe narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Wait for me to get out of the car and catch you?"
Helplessly, Chen Shuangli opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Xie Jinghe took Chen Shuangli to the restaurant for dinner and returned to school after dinner.
In the Kyoto University parking lot.
Chen Shuangli touched the door handle and was about to open the car door when the back of her hand was covered by a large hand with distinct joints, and the hand even inserted its fingers into her fingers too much.
Xie Jinghe's hands were large and broad, with pale blue veins bulging on the cold white backs of his hands and a faint red tinge on his beautiful knuckles. His two hands were folded together, looking particularly ambiguous and sexy.
The man's deep and seductive voice rang in my ears, "Have a bite before you leave."
The next second, the beautiful white face was pinched by a single hand.
Without waiting for her to speak, Xie Jinghe grabbed the girl's rosy and soft lips.
Coming with great force and domineering.
Xie Jinghe's tone was helpless, but he hid his affection, "Open your mouth, baby."
"If you don't open your mouth, how can I--, huh?"
Chen Shuangli turned her head to avoid his hot kiss and complained dissatisfiedly, "Can you please stop kissing me so often!"
"You can't handle a kiss?"
Xie Jinghe smiled meaningfully, his dark pupils flashing with evil, "Then...will you cry if I kiss you there?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com