Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

The coffee shop where Wen Xu works can't be considered as consumption for the ordinary class, whether in terms of pricing or the selection of raw materials.

But in Mu Zhou's opinion, coming here to drink coffee and eat dessert is still considered condescending.

Wen Xu didn't think that Mu Zhou was deliberately humiliating people by saying this.

After all, this has been the environment she grew up in. She wants the best in everything, and these are probably the truth.

She doesn't look like someone who can endure hardship or grievance.

Wen Xu just felt that Mu Zhou's look, as if he had suffered a great injustice, was vivid and lively.

Even these things that seemed like deliberate difficulties to others did not make him angry.

But not far away, He Jianian, who also worked in this store, couldn't stand it anymore.

Mu Zhou was obviously trying to torment others on purpose.

Who would specifically order matcha cake without wanting to eat matcha?

Besides, if you don’t like matcha powder, why didn’t you tell me in advance?

So after seeing Wen Xu leave temporarily, she walked forward with another dessert.

Mu Zhou took a bite of the matcha cake without the matcha powder, and the taste was still not very good.

She gave up and picked up the magazine again.

When she looked up, she saw He Jianian in work clothes. He walked up to her and lowered his voice, saying in a dissatisfied tone:

"What do you want to do? This is where Wen Xu and I work. Please don't disturb us."

Mu Zhou closed the magazine with a "snap" and ignored He Jianian. She tilted her head slightly to look at the front desk and waved for the manager to come over.

The store manager had been keeping an eye on her, and hurried over when he heard her calling him.

"Hello ma'am, how can I help you?"

Mu Zhou pointed his finger at He Jianian elegantly:

"This employee seemed unhappy with me paying for the business, and he came over to lecture me."

The store manager was not very old, but he was much more experienced. When he heard Mu Zhou say this, his expression immediately changed.

Fearing that He Jianian would offend her financial backer, she apologized immediately and sternly asked He Jianian to apologize to Mu Zhou as well.

He Jianian didn't expect that Mu Zhou would actually take revenge on his personal grudge and directly call the store manager over.

Simply despicable!

But she couldn't lose this job, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and apologize reluctantly.

Afterwards, He Jianian was taken to the kitchen by the store manager for education.

Mu Zhou sat there bored for the whole afternoon until Wen Xu got off work.

He walked towards Mu Zhou.

Mu Zhou stood up, raised his chin slightly and pointed at the coat on the side, indicating that he should put it on him.

Wen Xu picked up the hanging coat and walked to her side and behind.

Mu Zhou raised her hand and habitually let him help her put on her clothes. She walked out of the restaurant gracefully in her high heels.

Wen Xu followed behind her not too far away.

Like a loyal knight, he always protects his princess.

As soon as she left, several employees gathered together to discuss.

"Is this beautiful lady Wen Xu's girlfriend?"

"of course not!"

He Jianian denied it immediately as if under stress.

But my colleagues disagree:

"I don't think so. Even though Wen Xu is your neighbor, he might not tell you about such private matters."

He Jianian once hinted that she and Wen Xu were neighbors who grew up together and had a close relationship, but according to colleagues' observations, Wen Xu was nothing special to her and was indifferent to her.

He thought it was normal that He Jianian didn't know about Wen Xu's private affairs.

The colleague firmly believed that the two people had an unusual relationship.

Another male colleague was envious:

"That lady has an extraordinary temperament, and the bag she's carrying is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. She must come from a very wealthy family, but she's willing to rent out the whole place to wait for Wen Xu to get off work. I'm so envious. I wish I could have a beautiful woman waiting for me someday."

Another female colleague rolled her eyes at him and said with a smile:

"Let's get some money together for plastic surgery, and at the same time, make yourself taller, until you reach 5 feet 4 inches."

The male colleague was so irritated that he rushed into the kitchen wailing.

Everyone burst into laughter.

The restaurant is fully booked today, so everyone can earn money without having to serve, and can also chat about gossip and relax.

Only He Jianian was unhappy.

*

Wen Xu never expected that Mu Zhou would bring him home.

At this moment in the room, Wen Xu stood awkwardly in a corner, not knowing where to look.

It looked like he was just in a daze with his brows drooping, but in fact, his mind had begun to become confused.

It's rare for him to have such a moment.

At this moment in the room, Mu Zhou was practicing yoga with his personal trainer.

As graduation approached, Mu Zhou had a lot more free time, so he changed his yoga classes from twice a week to three times a week.

She was wearing tight yoga clothes and doing difficult moves with her teacher.

The perfect body curves are clearly visible.

After one class, Mu Zhou felt refreshed both physically and mentally, but also too tired to lift his hands.

After having the servant send the teacher away, she sat down cross-legged and turned to look at Wen Xu, who wished he could shrink into the corner.

Wen Xu's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly walked over and handed her a towel and warm water.

Mu Zhou took it and wiped the sweat from his shoulders and neck with the towel.

She wore a short tank top, revealing her perfect waist and faintly visible abs.

Her little face was slightly flushed, her red lips were slightly open, and her breathing had not yet calmed down.

Mu Zhou threw the towel to him, took the warm water, took a sip, and sighed with satisfaction.

She looked at herself in the floor-length mirror on the wall. She was delicate, fresh and beautiful. She curled the corners of her lips in satisfaction.

After practicing for a long time, her hair became a little messy, so she raised her hand to pull off the hair tie and handed it to Wen Xu:

"Put my hair up in a ponytail for me."

Her hands were so sore now and her arms had no strength at all, so naturally she didn't want to do it herself.

After Wen Xu subconsciously took it, his hands froze.

He has never tied a girl's hair.

But it’s just a ponytail, and it doesn’t seem that difficult.

So, he slowly brushed his hand through Mu Zhou's long hair and tried to tie it up.

Her hair is black, shiny, and soft, with a faint floral scent.

Wen Xu didn't know much about flowers, so he couldn't tell what kind of flower this was, he just thought it smelled nice.

It was clearly just a very faint smell, even inaudible from a distance, but the smell could penetrate straight into his nasal cavity and spread wildly and took root in his blood.

It can never be eradicated.

This allowed him to recall the taste of this memory from time to time in the days that followed.

Although Wen Xu grew up in a difficult environment, he has a strong learning ability and can learn many things at a glance. He can handle both work and study with ease.

This was the first time he was so clumsy.

She carefully fiddled with her hair in her hands for a long time before finally tying it into a pretty good ponytail.

Mu Zhou shook his head and raised his eyebrows at Wen Xu who was still half-kneeling behind her:

"not bad."

Wen Xu quietly put his mind at ease and continued to maintain a calm expression.

He stood up and said to Mu Zhou, "I should go back."

He needed to catch the last subway.

But Mu Zhou failed to make his wish come true.

Mu Zhou also stood up and took a step closer to him, a smile spreading across his eyes:

"Why leave? Just sleep here tonight."

Wen Xu's heart suddenly felt empty.