After getting his wish, Mo Shangjun finally had the opportunity to "take Yan Tianxing for a ride".
She likes to ride a motorcycle in this climate and enjoy the autumn scenery of the city.
This is a beautiful season. Ginkgo trees are falling, blowing slowly down with the breeze, and occasionally blowing by us. The rising sun is rising, and the soft and bright sunshine is shining on us, which is warm.
Mo Shangjun informed Yan Tianxing in advance that if he liked the scenery, he could tell her to stop and let him take pictures.
However, although the scenery along the way was beautiful, I never heard Yan Tianxing shout to stop.
Although Mo Shangjun was very strange, he just drove and didn't ask any questions.
As everyone knows, Yan Tianxing behind him had a mobile phone in his hand, but he did not take any photos. Instead, he changed the previous lock screen background of his mobile phone before Mo Shangjun parked the car.
Mo Shangjun drove his motorcycle onto a busy street and found a place to park.
Yan Tianxing got out of the car and put away his mobile phone without leaving any trace.
"What to eat?"
After parking the car, Mo Shangjun walked back and clapped his hands.
Yan Tianxing tilted his head and asked, "What did you eat in the morning?"
"ravioli."
After a pause, Yan Tianxing asked in a low voice: "Is it delicious?"
"It's okay." Mo Shangyun replied.
She can't expect any restaurant she can find to be delicious. After all, she is someone who can meet scum whenever she eats early in the morning, so she can't expect her own luck.
After thinking for a moment, Yan Tianxing said: "Then go and eat steamed buns."
"Okay," Mo Shangyun put his hand in his trouser pocket and walked straight forward, but after taking a step he felt strange and turned back to Yan Tianxing inexplicably, "Is there any connection?"
"kind of."
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and came to her side.
"Um?"
"You can eat it too." Yan Tianxing held her hand.
"..."
What logic?
However, since it was Yan Tianxing who was treating the guests anyway, he could eat whatever he wanted, and Mo Shangyun was entirely up to him.
Mo Shangjun was not familiar with the area at the airport, but she was quite familiar with the area nearby.
So, with a wave of his hand, he led Yan Tianxing to have breakfast.
After choosing a restaurant with a good reputation, Mo Shangjun asked Yan Tianxing to order by himself, and then found an empty seat to sit down.
This place is different from the breakfast restaurants near the airport. It is located in a bustling area. There are not only locals but also tourists. The vacant seats were taken up by people in a short time.
Although Mo Shangjun is a good young man who grew up under the bright red flag of the motherland, she does not have the habit of standing in a restaurant to eat breakfast. She should just take the seat if she can. She is not wearing a military uniform anyway, so she is thick-skinned.
Things will be over soon.
Soon, Yan Tianxing served breakfast directly.
A bowl of steamed buns, a plate of dumplings, and a plate of pickled radish.
He placed the dumplings and pickled radish in front of Mo Shangjun.
"For me?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyelids unexpectedly.
"Yeah." Yan Tianxing sat down and said calmly, "You can eat mine."
Mo Shangjun glanced at his steamed buns, then silently brought the dumplings to him. When he went to get the chopsticks, he took two pairs and handed a pair to Yan Tianxing.
Looking up at her, Yan Tianxing reached out and took it.
Since Mo Shangjun has never been very "caring about people", any inadvertent gesture of intimacy can make people pay attention.
Yan Tianxing opened the chopsticks in a good mood, then put them aside and prepared to tear the buns.
"do you want to eat?"
After eating a dumpling, Mo Shangjun couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw that Yan Tianxing hadn't moved his chopsticks yet.
Yan Tianxing paused slightly.
At this time, Mo Shangjun had already picked up a new dumpling, dipped it in some sauce, and brought it directly to Yan Tianxing's mouth, "Open your mouth."
After staring at her with a slightly surprised look, Yan Tianxing opened his mouth calmly.
Mo Shangyun gave him the dumplings and then took them back. All his actions seemed to be natural, without any deliberateness or nervousness.
Soon, I tasted the pickled radish in Mo Shang Jun and thought it tasted good, so I gave the pickled radish to Yan Tianxing to eat as before.
Yan Tianxing's eyes were always lingering on her, seemingly absent.
After taking another bite of pickled radish, Mo Shangjun frowned and thought for a moment, then asked Yan Tianxing: "Do you know how to make pickled radish?"
"Yeah, I know." Yan Tianxing nodded.
The leader of their cooking team likes to pickle these. Yan Tianxing is close to him and knows the steps, but he has never tried it himself.
"oh……"
Mo Shangjun responded thoughtfully.
"What?" Yan Tianxing asked her with great interest.
Mo Shangjun paused and put half of the pickled radish into his mouth. It was crunchy.
You can't say that you are curious about everything. Mo Shangyun said casually: "It's good to be a side dish."
Yan Tianxing smiled speechlessly.
At first glance, it seems to be perfunctory.
After a while, Mo Shangyun rested his left elbow on the table, supported his chin in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "My grandma... pickles these every year."
Yan Tianxing squinted his eyes slightly, looking a little weird.
If he remembered correctly, Mo Shangjun's grandmother... passed away when she was eight years old.
I heard Mo Shangshuang say that the accident seemed to have something to do with Mo Shangyun.
However, when he looked at Mo Shangjun carefully, he didn't show any strange emotions.
"Here."
Mo Shangjun took another dumpling and handed it to Yan Tianxing's mouth.
"..."
His thoughts were interrupted.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)