Having spent most of the money to treat Xiaoxijiao's eye disease, Lang Mo felt very relieved. However, according to Xiaoxijiao's mother Miao Feng, 70,000 yuan might not be enough. So he made a few more calls. He managed to get tens of thousands of dollars from other buddies in the school. When he put down the phone, he found Alan looking at him with a smile, but his expression was a little weird.
Lang Mo said with a puzzled smile: "Baby, why are you looking at me like this? Is it because my willingness to help others moved you?"
Alan blinked: "Besides curing eye diseases for your students, do you have any other intentions?"
"Other attempts? What attempts? I don't understand!" Lang Mo was confused by Alan's question.
"Really, do you really not understand, or are you just pretending to be confused with me?"
"What? I don't understand more and more what you are talking about?" Lang Mo became more and more confused.
"You are dishonest! Liu Xijiao's mother is a very feminine and lovely person. How many people are trying to figure her out? You don't want to be the same...speak! Frankly speaking!" Alan said as he spoke Staring hard into Lang Mo's eyes.
"Hahaha, that's what happened. Sometimes, I think women are troublesome. When did I become attracted to her? I swear to God, I borrowed money purely for Xiaoxijiao! You are making a false accusation. Good guy, an extreme frame-up! My pure heart has been severely hurt! Let’s see how I punish you!” Lang Mo said with a smile, while walking around the counter and coming to Alan’s side to wipe the oil. He was so frightened. Alan kept smiling and hiding. But the counter was so small and there was nothing much for Alan to do. Lang Mo hugged him from behind and started to kiss him.
Just at this time, the waiter Xiaocui had already packed up the restaurant and kitchen, and was walking towards the restaurant when she heard footsteps. The two of them were frightened and hurriedly arranged their clothes and returned to where they were supposed to stand.
Alan: "Xiao Cui, are you done with your work?" Xiao Cui: "It's done, boss lady. If there's nothing else, I want to go upstairs to rest." "Okay, you go!"
After watching Xiaocui go upstairs, Lang Mo asked: "Is she the waiter you invited?" Alan: "Yes, what do you think?" "Not bad, she works neatly, but she is a bit aggressive. By the way, Where is Master Dai?" When he heard about Master Dai, Alan covered his mouth and laughed fiercely: "He just finished cooking and took a stick to settle accounts with Village Chief Wang!" "Settling accounts, what accounts are settled? Ah! I understand. It’s just for the bottle of Wuliangye that was stolen by Village Chief Wang, right!” “Yes, yes! It’s that bottle of wine! I just told him about this! After he heard it, you didn’t see the eyes of this drunkard. He turned red all of a sudden and stomped his feet in anger! He almost lost his breath. No, after he finished his work, he actually took a kitchen knife out of the kitchen and shouted that he wanted to find Village Chief Wang and make sure he compensated him. Wine! Otherwise it wouldn’t be finished! Fortunately, I stopped him and replaced him with a big wooden stick! I didn’t want to tell him at first, but he would know about it sooner or later, so I told him. Think about the village chief Jin. It must be late enough for him to drink a bottle! Hahaha..."
Lang Mo also found it funny when he heard it: "Hehehe, it seems that Village Chief Wang will have a nightmare tonight! Fortunately, you didn't find the wine at that time, otherwise it would be really scary! But you have to say it Speaking of which, would this drunkard get so angry over a bottle of wine?" Alan glanced at Lang Mo and said, "You men, as long as you are a male, you must have one good thing, which is either lustful, delicious, or good. People who are prostitutes are either good at gambling, but Dai Jiugui is good at drinking. Wine is his life. If Village Chief Wang wants his life, of course he will fight for him. I think it would be better if Village Chief Wang doesn’t buy a bottle. Return the wine to him, this old Dai will never give up!"
Lang Mo nodded and gave Alan a thumbs up: "Alan, I don't see, but what you said makes sense. Yes, this made me feel enlightened!" Alan rolled his eyes at him, then leaned over, The tip of her nose almost touched Lang Mo's and she said: "Stop wearing a high hat for me. Speaking of which, I want to ask, since you think what I said is reasonable, then let me ask you, what are you doing well? Look into my eyes. , say it quickly, I’ll give you three seconds! Don’t think about it!”
After a while, Lang Mo laughed slyly: "I'm not good at anything, I'm just good at you, is that good!?" After hearing this, Alan suddenly blushed: "You're going to die, you're talking nonsense!" Lang Mo also suddenly leaned forward. , took another bite on her red face. Alan said angrily: "You, you, you are so bad! I will ignore you! You have never been serious!" Lang Mo: "What I said is serious. Ah!" After saying that, he looked at the attic and frowned slightly: "What should I do tonight? Alan."
Alan knowingly asked: "What should I do?" Lang Mo turned around and looked outside the door. Seeing no one, he went around the counter and hugged Alan tightly. Unexpectedly, Alan tried his best to break free of Lang Mo's hand. , and then whispered in Lang Mo's ear for a while, which made Lang Mo's eyes light up and he nodded repeatedly. After a while, he left the restaurant with a smile on his face.