C889 (1/2)

Three years later, Shinai.

The business in the small restaurant is very prosperous, and the owner with long hair comes to greet the guests.

The guests threw their eyes at her.

”Well, what are you up to recently? Haven't seen you for a long time?”

This is an ancient town on a peninsula, with a population of less than 1000. Its residents live and work in peace and contentment.

Because of this, the guests who come to the restaurant every day are familiar, and the kitchen can even remember what they have to order.

Therefore, in the face of the guests' teasing, the woman not only does not feel uncomfortable, but also smiles quietly.

”Why are you here? Isn't it for you to concentrate on your work at home? ” The man heard the sound and came out of the kitchen, looking at the woman with heartache on his face.

The woman smile, such as the spring breeze, ”the work is finished, I come to have a look, afraid you are busy alone.”

”I can do it myself. You go back quickly. There's smoke everywhere.”

”Jiajun, please let me help you. I can't remember what happened to us. I'm guilty enough. You can't let me do nothing. I'll be more embarrassed.” Hands clasped, the woman's face full of guilt, pink lips gently bite up.

Warm big palm gently stroked her head, finally fell on the tip of her nose, gently scraped, helpless way: ”you, you, how can I take you no way?”

The woman smiles, the corner of her mouth is like a beautiful flower, which is so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

”Then you are only allowed to greet guests in front of you, check out, and don't run to the kitchen.” Compromise is compromise, but he still showed his bottom line, pretending to be ferocious to warn her.