Zhao Yong stood by the door, and when he turned his back after delivering the water, he secretly let out a breath of hot breath.
The temperature has been a bit high during the Dragon Boat Festival these days, and the long-sleeved shirt he was wearing was a bit stuffy. Zhao Yong unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and pushed the sleeves up a small section of his arms, revealing half of his muscular, wheat-colored forearms.
It was finally cooler, and Zhao Yong breathed a sigh of relief. He turned slightly sideways and pretended to be casually looking at Li Manjun who was reflected on the glass door.
The close-fitting white dress wraps up her beautiful figure. A small black and gold leather buckle is tied around the slender waist, which neutralizes the delicacy of the white dress and adds a bit of elegance.
Half of her long black hair was tied up with rubber bands, and half of it was scattered on her slender back. The sunlight fell through the glass onto the tips of her hair, revealing half of the luster of satin.
The naughty strands of hair beside her cheeks were swaying in the breeze. The hostess raised her fingers, tucked them behind her ears, and turned her head to look over.
The sunlight covered the tiny pores on the face and also covered all the flaws. The face with full and smooth lines looked as flawless as white jade in the light.
Zhao Yong's Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't take his eyes away from her. He asked tentatively: "Do you want more water?"
When he asked the question, he heard his hoarse voice and coughed twice to clear his inexplicably dry throat. Zhao Yong felt that he had to drink water first.
So, without waiting for Li Manjun to reply, he said to her: "I'm going to buy you a soda." He turned around and strode down the two steps in front of the door and entered the canteen next door.
The corners of Li Manjun's mouth curled up, and his eyes fell on the entrance of the canteen. He looked at the bulging veins on the back of Zhao Yong's hands when he opened the refrigerator. His thick arms were very powerful, but they didn't match his fashionable and elegant outfit today.
It wasn't until the owner of the hand turned around to come back after paying the money that he looked back.
Aunt Wu and Granny Qiao exchanged glances with an ambiguous smile. Today, these two young people saw each other.
At least Granny Qiao can be sure that this brat Xiaoyong is obsessed with this girl. She has never seen this brat be so attentive as he was today.
The orange-flavored soda just taken out of the refrigerator was ice cold. Zhao Yong pried open the four bottles of soda one by one, inserted the straws in, and handed the first bottle to Li Manjun.
"It's hot, it's better to drink some ice." The tone was warm and even he couldn't detect it.
Grandma Qiao teased, "Xiaoyong, didn't you have breakfast this morning? Why did you speak so quietly?"
Zhao Yong glanced at Li Manjun first, and saw that she was smiling after hearing this, and then glared at Granny Qiao in embarrassment.
He quickly turned around and explained to her, "I have eaten. I don't usually speak loudly."
Li Manjun nodded, lowered his head and sipped the drink. The first sip was of the taste of childhood.
Zhao Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his throat was extremely dry, he couldn't wait to pick up the soda and drank most of the bottle.
The soda water rose up in his throat, and he covered his mouth to hold back a burp. He looked up and saw Li Manjun looking at him, the tips of his ears instantly turning red.
The atmosphere in the small barber shop was a bit delicate. Grandma Qiao and Aunt Wu asked about their drinks. Zhao Yong came to his senses and handed over the sodas prepared for them, and the atmosphere became flowing again.
Aunt Wu took a sip of soda, sighed comfortably, and asked with a smile: "Manjun, this is the Zhao Yong I told you about. Isn't the young man pretty good?"
Li Manjun glanced at the man standing in front of him with red ears and a calm face, but in fact he was paying close attention to his answer, and nodded lightly, "Very good."
Pretty good... The corners of Zhao Yong's mouth just turned up a little, and then he pulled them back. Is that good or bad?
Or do you think it's a little bit good, but not satisfied enough?
Zhao Yong looked at Granny Qiao, who had already given the guests some potion and was washing her hands, "Don't you want to say something?"
Grandma Qiao couldn't help but laugh. Now she knew that she had come to call me? Who didn't take it seriously before and just said it didn't matter?
However, seeing the young man's anxious look, Granny Qiao didn't want him to miss such a good girl. She walked up to her while drinking from a soda bottle and said:
"Manjun, it's almost noon. There are the most people in my store at noon. The place is small and it's not convenient to sit down. How about I ask Xiaoyong to take you to sit in the restaurant and have something to eat?
Yong takes you to the park for a walk, and you young people talk about your own affairs, what do you think?"
Aunt Wu helped, "Yes, yes, what's the point of just sitting in this store? Young people, go out and hang out more. I won't go. You stay in the store to help my little aunt greet the customers. You can have your own fun."
For your part, just don’t delay the bus back in the afternoon.”
The two young men looked at each other, and Zhao Yong took the initiative and said: "There is a restaurant over there on the pedestrian street. I heard that the fried rice there is very delicious."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Grandma Qiao pushed her away, "What are you going to eat with fried rice? Isn't there a Western restaurant over there on the cross street? Let's have some steak and some coffee."
Zhao Yong is wise and shuts up.
Aunt Wu pulled Li Manjun up, handed her carry-on bag to Zhao Yong, and pushed the two of them out of the store, "Go, go, you young people can't talk to us aunts."
"Aunt Wu, Granny Qiao, let's take care of it outside at noon." Li Manjun said embarrassedly.
The aunt and nephew together told Zhao Yong to take good care of Li Manjun, and then entered the store.
Li Manjun and Zhao Yong stood on the street, reaching for their small cloth bags, "I'll take it myself."
"Oh, okay." Zhao Yong returned the bag and did not insist on helping her get it.
Maybe there was something important in the bag. They had just met for the first time, so it was normal for her to be worried about him.
Li Manjun smiled and asked him how to get there.
"What do you want to eat?" Zhao Yong asked.
Li Manjun wasn't hungry yet, so he just said he could eat something daily.
Zhao Yong and Li Manjun walked side by side toward the pedestrian street, two fists apart, and took her to eat fried rice.
As for the steak and coffee that Granny Qiao had ordered, Zhao Yong saw that Li Manjun was not interested and did not mention it again.
This also made him feel relieved. In fact, he was not familiar with what those gringos ate. It was their first time to eat, and no one wanted to behave badly in front of the person they liked.
Wait for next time. Next time, he will go to the Western restaurant in advance to try it out, and then invite her to go with him.
Zhao Yong has been to this small restaurant many times. The owner of the restaurant greeted him warmly when he saw him. When he caught a glimpse of Li Manjun beside him, his gossip soul burned instantly. When Zhao Yong came to order food alone, he bumped into him ambiguously.
After a while, "You actually have a girlfriend?"
Zhao Yong shook his head.
The shop owner understood, "A blind date?"
"Well, give me two portions of egg fried rice and a three-fresh soup." Zhao Yong ordered.
The shop owner patted his arm and said, "This is really good. Take advantage of it. I'll be waiting to drink your wedding wine this year."
Zhao Yong glanced at him helplessly, "Brother Zheng, don't think too much, she may not like me."
