He half-covered his mouth and said softly: "Mo Mo, this type of osmanthus cake is very delicious. It is made by the new Japanese pastry chef hired by the school. I asked the teacher to bring it here specially. None of the other children have it!"
Xiao Mo looked at the swaying rain outside the window, feeling irritated for no reason. He suppressed his uneasy feeling and smiled lightly at Shen Luo: "Thank you."
Seeing his absent-minded look, Shen Luo couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong with you? Your face looks very bad."
"I feel so uncomfortable. I always feel like something happened." Xiao Mo covered her aching chest and frowned and said, "Luoluo, can you help me get a cup of hot tea?"
"Yeah" Shen Luo nodded, a hint of blush appeared on her pink face. Xiao Mo had been a little closer to her at school, and actually asked her to help pour water. This feeling... is really good.
Shen Luo jumped down from the chair, ran to the service desk, took a cup for himself, and turned on the switch of the hot water device. The female teacher who was chatting next to him was shocked when he saw it, and rushed forward in a hurry. Turned over several chairs
"Ouch, my little ancestor, what are you doing?" The female teacher grabbed Shen Luo's hand and inspected it carefully, fearing that she might accidentally burn her hand.
"Teacher" Shen Luo pursed her lips, blinked her round eyes a few times, like a cute little white rabbit, and scratched her cheek with her fingers: "Xiao Mo's stomach is not feeling well, I want to pour him a glass of hot water."
The female teacher looked at her angrily: "I've taken care of such a small matter. Go and sit down quickly. I'll send it to you in a while. You're such a little kid, what should you do if you accidentally knock it over?"
These children are very delicate and cannot bear the slightest harm. If something happens to her, she won't be able to afford the compensation even if she loses everything.
Shen Luo nodded and returned to his seat happily. The female teacher breathed a sigh of relief and mixed a cup of warm water. Just as she was about to send it over, a man walked out of the darkness. He was wearing sunglasses and had an icy aura. Her fingertips were frightened. tremble
The man took out a pill and put it into the cup. The female teacher's eyes widened in horror and she stammered: "You... what are you going to do?"
"If you don't want to die, just send it over." The cold pistol was pointed at her abdomen. The female teacher was scared to death. She had only seen guns like this on TV. It was her first experience, but the man was not joking at all. I mean, her legs were so soft that she almost fell over.
"I'll give it away..." She pursed her lips. Although she knew there was something wrong with the pill, she had no choice in the face of life and death.
She gingerly handed the water cup over. Without looking back, she could guess that the man was watching her at the service counter. There was a cold sweat on her back. Watching Xiao Mo drink up the water, she quickly put away the cup and went back.
There was a stack of red bills on the service desk. In the restaurant, the air conditioner was blowing warm air, but she was as cold as an ice cellar.
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rain, continuous rain
□□ I came to the crime scene, followed it to the bottom of the mountain, saw the rising tide, shook my head, made a note, and called it a day.
The search and rescue team invited searched for a whole day, but except for the wreckage of the car explosion, they found nothing else.
The private plane that was lighting the sky had to withdraw in the evening because of heavy rain.
Ling Ye took off his suit, rolled up his sleeves, braved the pouring rain, grabbed the tools of the search and rescue team, and directed a few young men...