After spending so long at the bookstore, Xing Zhen was seeing Luo Ye's girlfriend for the first time. He immediately clutched his head in both hands, his face twisting in pain.
After all this time, he had finally experienced the feeling of being dealt a critical blow. It felt worse than being killed.
He even felt that the Braised Chicken Rice Noodles he had just eaten no longer tasted good.
"Oh, right. The Braised Chicken Rice Noodles you ate were made by her personally," Luo Ye suddenly said.
"What? Something that delicious was made by your girlfriend? Damn it."
"And that was the most casually made thing she could cook. After all, it was fast food..."
"What..."
Like an npc, Xing Zhen gave Luo Ye exactly the reaction he had expected.
"We're about to close," Luo Ye reminded him.
Hearing that, Xing Zhen returned to normal. He seemed a little unhappy, and his tone was slightly dejected as he asked, "Will you still be open during National Day?"
"We'll be open. The students have a holiday, but I don't."
"That's good. I'll come back for noodles tomorrow."
Xing Zhen stood up, waved, and left.
After he left, Su Baizhou leaned against the counter, holding the warm ginger tea Luo Ye had just made for her. She asked, "Who was that? He seemed pretty familiar with you."
"A freshman. He's a customer who was won over by our bookstore's grilled sausages and rice noodles. He comes by every few days, and he's quite outgoing."
"Little Luo, do you usually get bored at the bookstore?"
"No. Isn't Little Su keeping me company?"
"When have I ever kept you company?" Su Baizhou asked in confusion.
As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Ye pulled out his phone, aimed the screen at Su Baizhou,