Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Chapter 277 Meet 1 Side

"Hey, do you have a heart?" Lin Weiwei poked him with his finger angrily, "I'm dying of pain, can't I just say a few words of comfort?"

Ji Mingyou dodged for a while, grabbed her little hand, and said with a smile: "These dropped books are all mine, are you?"

"What kind of theory is this? All books are not as important as me, understand?" Lin Weiwei felt as if he had been belittled, he puffed out his chest, waved his arms, and shouted dissatisfied.

Seeing Ji Mingyou's smiling face, she was taken aback, only to realize that she had made a slip of the tongue, and her little face was slightly hot.

There were not many books left on the bookshelf. Liu Lu stood inside, staring at the two of them in the gap, feeling the pain on her forehead from being hit even more.

Was it because he noticed Lin Weiwei that he didn't even see her shadow?

Liu Lu felt sore in her heart. Looking at the harmony outside the bookshelf, she felt so small that she didn't dare to make a sound to break it.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her whole body froze, not sure if it was the pain on her forehead or the pain in her heart.

"I see that you have made the work more difficult." Ji Mingyou instructed, and when he looked up, he saw Liu Lu hiding behind the bookshelf, and their eyes immediately met.

He was a little puzzled, and walked forward, seeing a tear falling from the corner of Liu Lu's eye, he asked anxiously, "Why are you in there? You weren't hurt just now, right? Why are you crying?"

"It just hit her forehead, it hurts a bit." Liu Lu lowered her head in panic, wiped away her tears, pointed at the red forehead, and even prepared an excuse in advance.

Ji Mingyou frowned, looked at the stacked books on the floor, stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, come out from inside first."

Looking at the hand in front of her, Liu Lu directly put it on his hand without thinking, and held it tightly like handcuffs.

Seeing that his expression was different, Liu Lu was afraid that her thoughts would be exposed, so she immediately relaxed, and quickly walked out from behind the narrow bookshelf.

The hands in her hands were immediately withdrawn, and Liu Lu lowered her head to cover up the soreness in her eyes. When she raised her eyes, she saw a few tissues.

"Wipe it off." Ji Mingyou handed it over with a calm expression.

Liu Lu took it slowly, with the corners of her mouth drooping, revealing a trace of sadness, she would always be moved by his insignificant tenderness.

Hearing the sound, Lin Weiwei rushed over after putting the book away, brought a glass of water by the way, curled his lips for some unknown reason, and said, "What did the store manager do to make Liu Lu cry?"

"It's not you, maybe it was dropped by several books." Ji Mingyou squinted, and punitively flicked her forehead.

After Lin Weiwei found out, he didn't expect to make Liu Lu cry. He folded his hands together and said seriously, "I'm not careful. I'll fix the bookshelf. How about you go and rest first?"

"It's okay." Liu Lu nodded, facing each sentence of apology, she felt as if she had been stripped naked and exposed her fragility, covering her face with her hands.

She touched her forehead with her fingers, and found that a small lump had already swelled up, and she felt more and more embarrassed.

"I can't do it alone. I don't want to see my books being destroyed." Ji Mingyou rolled up his sleeves and planned to step forward to help.

He turned his head and said, "Baobao, go get an ice pack for Liu Lu, you two can play for a while."

Zhang Baobao, who was playing with small accessories, looked up, rather reluctantly, and ran to get the ice pack obediently.

Holding the water glass, Liu Lu looked at her own face reflected in the glass, pulled the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were dim.

"I'll give you an ice pack." A milky voice came from above her head, she immediately raised her head and pressed the ice pack on top of her head: "Thank you."

Seeing that she was still polite, Zhang Baobao nodded and sat next to her.

He watched Lin Weiwei and the two of them tidying up, holding their chins, and seeing that the two cooperated with each other very well: "The coach is really the most suitable for uncle. My vision is really good."

With a wave of Liu Lu's hand, the face reflected in the cup was blurred, and her eyes were cold: "The most suitable?"

"Of course, my mommy thinks that too, and my uncle doesn't reject it. You should be able to tell it the most when you work in the store." Zhang Baobao hummed softly and said dancing.

With a sound of "dong", Liu Lu put the water glass heavily on the table, her face was ugly, and jealousy grew wildly like weeds.

She pursed her lips, with a glint in her eyes, she repelled and said, "Anyway, I didn't see it, so I'll go get busy first."

It turned out that she had no chance, she frowned, maybe she could create a chance.

"I think she's weird." Zhang Baobao was startled, tilted his head, and couldn't figure out why Liu Lu lost his temper.

The bookshelf had already returned to its original place. Ji Mingyou wiped all kinds of tools, and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his delicate collarbone, with a sense of gentleness when he was concentrating.

Liu Lu stared straight at him, took the initiative to help, and said tentatively: "When chatting with Bao Bao just now, he said that Lin Weiwei is the most suitable for you, and now children are also pretending to be adults."

She looked sideways, and slowly approached with a rag, eager to ask for a negative answer.

Ji Mingyou smiled faintly, without any rejection, and raised his eyes to search for that figure.

"I'm not being lazy, stop supervising me all the time, I'm working quickly." Lin Weiwei also happened to raise his eyes, waving his broom like a kitten with fried hair, and he was not ignorant, he was always targeting himself.

The corners of Ji Mingyou's mouth raised, and his deep eyes seemed to see through her thoughts: "If you concentrate on cleaning, you won't notice me every time."

"Nonsense, I don't believe it!"

Liu Lu's eyes were gloomy, the last cluster of small flames were extinguished, and the corners of her mouth curled up in disappointment, it was uglier than crying.

Only people who like someone will secretly look at them from time to time, she knows this truth very well.

Her lips were drawn into a white line, and she brushed the plate angrily.

As the sun went down, the workload increased and we had to close the store early.

"Clean up, I'll treat you to dinner." After sending Zhang's bag away, Ji Mingyou took the car keys and felt that he wanted to reward the two of them.

Holding a cup of cake in his hand, Lin Weiwei ran over happily, his eyes shining like stars, and shouted: "Always be ready."

"I'm not going. I have something to go back tonight. You guys go." Liu Lu glanced at her and tightened her hand holding the bag. It was impossible for her to watch the relationship between the two grow stronger.

Ji Mingyou was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he hadn't thought carefully, discussed it, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry if you have something to do tonight, let's meet again when you have time, how about it?"

"Yes, the store manager has to spend a lot of money." Lin Weiwei nodded and grinned, not caring about the time, "You make an appointment, depending on your free time."

Liu Lu came out of the store and sighed softly. It would be a problem for her to shirk under the warm invitation, so she could only give an uncertain time.

Biting her lip unwillingly, she looked back at the store door, and a figure flashed in her mind: "Yes, I can find him."

The faint night fueled the hatred in her heart, and Liu Lu hesitated to call again and again.

"Who is it?" came a deep voice, asking very irritably.

She took a peek and walked into the dark alley: "I'm the clerk of the dessert shop, do we want to meet?"