My golden finger is open

She perked up all of a sudden, and her expressionless face turned into a beaming smile.

"Now that you're here, I'll have someone make you something if you want to eat."

Lu Xuyao ​​paused for a moment, and her almond-shaped eyes looked in the direction of the voice. It was the black girl from that day. She seemed whiter and more pleasing to the eye.

He had already stepped in, and if he walked out it would seem like he was afraid of her. His stomach also protested at this moment. He was really hungry, so he found a seat and sat down.

He said to the girl without any expression, "A bowl of shredded pork noodles." Lu Xuyao's cold look made him look even more noble.

"Okay," Shen Qingyu ran to the kitchen excitedly, "Master, a bowl of shredded pork noodles."

Master Zhao's apprentice was peeling potatoes. He looked up from the ground and looked at her. "It's not time for dinner yet."

She really didn't seem to know this. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Can't you make a bowl?"

Li Ming got up and asked his master, and when he came back he was grinning with joy, "Master asked me to make a bowl for me." This was the first time he cooked for a customer.

Thanks to the new girl, he has to do his best to make the noodles fragrant. He has been learning the craft from the master for two years and he is quite confident in himself.

Shen Qingyu just wanted to see that someone was cooking for her, so she left the kitchen.

She said to the man, "It's not time for dinner yet. I asked the chef to make you a bowl."

Said and waited for the other party to praise.

As she wished, Lu Xuyao ​​smiled at her gently and said, "Thank you." He was so engrossed in looking at the blueprints today that he missed the meal time in the cafeteria. He was so hungry that he wanted to come here to try his luck and see if he could fill his stomach.

Seeing that the man was still smiling so gently at her, Shen Qingyu moved her chair a little closer to the man and looked at his handsome face with infatuated eyes, "You are so handsome."

As they spoke, their faces were almost touching.

Lu Xuyao ​​held his breath, he seemed to be frozen, the closer he was, the clearer he could see, the black girl seemed to have become a little whiter, her face was very attractive, her features were delicate, her eyebrows were graceful, and her lips were... What was he thinking?

He felt a little confused at this moment. He closed his eyes and his vision became clear again.

There was a knocking sound from behind, which meant the dish was ready and Shen Qingyu was asked to serve it. Shen Qingyu stood up and went to the kitchen to get the noodles.

She brought out a large bowl of noodles and placed it on the table. "Eat it quickly. It looks delicious."

Lu Xuyao ​​eats.

She sat opposite him and watched him eat, her eyes fixed on the man's face and she couldn't get enough of it.

Lu Xuyao ​​had given up struggling. Let her watch if she wanted to. It wouldn't cost him a single cent. He was too hungry to think about anything else.

He ate slowly and his eating manners were very handsome. He ate a bowl of noodles as if he was eating some delicacies from land and sea. He ate so seriously that Shen Qingyu unconsciously reached out and touched his handsome face.

Both of them were scalded, and Shen Qingyu quickly withdrew her hand. It felt so good, so smooth and tender, even smoother than her own face, making her unable to let go.

Lu Xuyao ​​never thought that she could behave like a female hooligan in broad daylight.

He ate faster, put the money and tickets on the table and rushed out.

"Hey, I don't want your money, just take it."

She chased after him and stuffed the money and tickets into his hands.

She took the opportunity to touch his hands twice. His hands were beautiful, slender, white, and with distinct joints, like works of art. She wanted to hold them in her hands and play with them every day.

Lu Xuyao ​​couldn't withstand the attack of the female hooligan. The female hooligan was too scary. Lu Xuyao ​​could only take the money and leave quickly.

Shen Qingyu touched his hand, savoring the moment like a pervert.

Back at the restaurant, Li Ming walked over. He looked to be around twenty years old, with a round face. He always looked at others with a smile, which made him look very festive. "Is that your girlfriend?" he asked Shen Qingyu.

"Well, how about that, handsome, right?"

Li Ming nodded and went back to the kitchen to cook. He had to prepare the dishes in advance, otherwise the chef would be angry.

Shen Qingyu sat in the chair again, waiting for dinner time in boredom.

There were not as many people coming in the evening as at noon, so it only took a short while to serve a few tables and clean up the place. Before leaving, they were given two taels of pork belly, which was distributed to them by Chef Zhao. Each employee got one portion.

Working in a state-owned restaurant is lucrative, she thought happily.

The sun outside was still very hot. She walked home slowly, shielding the hot sun with her hands.

This is a second-tier city in the Eastern Province. Brick bungalows are lined up on both sides of the street. The entire street is gray, which fits in perfectly with the background of this era. The clothes worn by pedestrians on the street are mostly blue and black.

Arrived at home.

She didn't have to cook dinner as she had already eaten at the restaurant and boiled a pot of hot water.

She filled a kettle with hot water and a basin with water, washed herself clean, and wanted to look in the mirror to see her appearance. Unfortunately, there was no mirror at home, so she thought she would have to buy one someday.

She didn't see her own appearance very clearly. She only looked at herself in front of a water tank, but the picture was still not very clear.

It's just that she doesn't look ugly.

Thinking about myself in my previous life, always wearing professional attire, with my hair combed meticulously and wearing black-framed glasses, I finally understand why men don't like her.

There was also my female colleague who spoke in a coquettish voice. Now that I think about it, it was really not her fault that she scared away my blind date.

Now she kind of dislikes her past self.