Mo Shangyun responded indifferently, and then finished the skewers in his hands.
Seeing her answer, the young man felt that there was a chance of striking up a conversation, and his brows suddenly lit up with joy, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You order so much food for one person, can't you finish it all?" the young man said, looking at the people at his table, "How about joining a table with us? Don't waste food."
"OK."
Putting down the bamboo stick, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows and responded readily.
Okay...okay?
The young man who had come fully prepared had planned to go through some persuasion, so the speed at which the words were agreed to made him stunned on the spot, and it took him a while to recover.
He glanced at his companions at the next table.
Immediately, the companions all smiled in unison, then took the initiative to move aside and called Mo Shangyun over.
Mo Shangjun then asked the boss to bring the remaining skewers to the next table, and he carried the large plate of skewers in front of him to the next table.
Several young people looked at each other for a few times, and then turned all their attention to Mo Shangyun.
"Would you like a drink?"
The young man from before put the beer bottle next to Mo Shangyun and brought an empty cup over.
Squinting his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun didn't think much about it, but responded: "Okay."
As a lesson to heaven and earth, she didn't take the initiative to order the beer, but the beer was delivered to her door...
Yan Tianxing had no reason to blame her.
No, to be precise, this kind of non-subjective thing... If Mo Shangyun wants it to have no reason, then there is no reason.
Finished the first glass of beer.
The cold beer, with a hint of chill, dissipates the stuffy heat in the barbecue restaurant, which is quite pleasant.
"nice."
There are people around me who express emotions on purpose.
The young man said again: "It's so awesome, want another drink?"
Without Mo Shangyun's consent, he raised the beer bottle again and poured a full glass for Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun sneered in his heart and watched his actions calmly.
They acted impatiently - they wanted to impress her.
As for the reason, Mo Shangyun thought that he had almost guessed it.
Of course it's not about color - although Mo Shangjun has color to draw from, that's not what they're after. What they're after is money.
Perhaps Mo Shangjun was too generous by ordering so many skewers, which made them think they could make a fortune from her; perhaps they saw that Mo Shangjun was alone, as the boss thought, she was afraid that she had met
He wanted to eat and drink to relieve his worries, so it was easy to start; maybe Mo Shangjun was lucky, no matter what, he was targeted by them the moment he came in...
All in all, she was being targeted.
If the purpose is not clear at first, judging from their reactions and tests just now - they are always looking at her, not her figure and face, but her pockets and trouser pockets, all places where money and mobile phones can be hidden.
And their surprised reaction when they found that she didn't have a wallet or even a mobile phone on her. She was sure that the reason why these people were targeting her was for money.
As expected, their next topic quickly changed from "Has something happened to my little sister recently?" to "Can the beauty leave a WeChat message?"...
Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly, holding a glass full of beer in his right hand. The beer swayed gently in the glass with her movements. He looked into her eyes through the glass, calm and confident, and his smile spread, covered with a layer of lightness.
The hazy and mysterious feeling somehow makes people feel amazing.
Mo Shangjun is a very good-looking person, but she is not gorgeous. In addition, she does not wear makeup, dresses smartly, and speaks and does things very simply. If she tends to be neutral, she will look younger than her actual age.
So at first they only regarded her as an inexperienced student and didn't take her too seriously, but after watching her for a long time, they inevitably had other thoughts...
As they talked and drank, the eyes on Mo Shangyun gradually changed.
I don't know what kind of emotions they were affected by, but after a long time, they realized something strange - they were drinking and eating skewers with Mo Shangyun, but when they themselves felt drunk, they only felt dizzy.
When her brain was swollen, Mo Shangyun still drank beer without changing her expression, drinking one glass after another, but her face did not change at all. Her calm and calm face showed no hint of drunkenness, just like when she sat down.
, it’s scary to see.
They shivered suddenly and felt their minds were clearer.
They were speechless for a moment, looking at each other.
This woman...how can she drink so well?
"I'm stuffed."
Mo Shangjun put down the skewers he had just finished, and drank the last beer in the cup.
Accompanied by a dull sound, the empty beer glass was placed on the table. Mo Shangjun raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to have been soaked and washed by water, shining brightly, and his eyes swept over the people present one by one, as if watching.
Their hearts were so excited that they had a very unreal feeling. They also felt that their hearts were itchy and they couldn't grasp or touch them.
They didn't care about anything at that moment, and the young man from before quickly said: "Beauty, we had such a pleasant chat, please leave us your contact information."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man sitting next to him suddenly frowned.
Mo Shangyun sat here for more than half an hour, and they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation, but thinking about it carefully - she didn't give them the contact information they asked for at the beginning, but she easily avoided the topic.
, they tried their best to get information from her, but she didn't say anything, and during the conversation, everyone took it for granted and never cared about it.
This seems a little abnormal...right? (To be continued)