On Tuesday morning, Du Weiguo had just walked into the breakfast shop when he saw Mo Lan. At this moment, she was smiling at him and waving to him.
The corners of Du Weiguo's mouth curled up slightly, this fox-like eyes was so damn good that he was attracted to him! Damn, I was still in the hospital for emergency treatment yesterday, so I came here so early in the morning to block myself, which made me a little impatient.
Although Du Weiguo kept the identities of both parties in mind, the beauty's favor still gave him a strong sense of conquest, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.
No anti-theft
Du Weiguo did not go to line up for food, but walked up to her first.
"Researcher Mo, are you okay? Can you eat normally?"
Molan smiled, and her fox eyes immediately turned into a crescent shape, charming and sultry. She said in a lazy tone:
"Well, it's okay. I was just slightly poisoned. I was hungry all day in the hospital yesterday and didn't eat anything. I was also induced to vomit. I have to make up for it today."
Du Weiguo glanced at her food, good guys, three steamed buns, a bowl of rice porridge, a bowl of tofu, a sugar pancake, a bowl of vegetable and meat dumplings, and two eggs.
Is she also a loser with superpowers? Does recovery require a large amount of food? Du Weiguo asked in a somewhat surprised tone:
"Researcher Mo, can you eat so much?"
Mo Lan smiled again. She gently stroked her hair hanging on her ears, gave Du Weiguo a soft look, and said charmingly:
"I'm not a foodie. How can I eat so much! This is breakfast for the two of us. Dumplings, steamed buns, and an egg are yours. You saved my life yesterday. I'll treat you to breakfast in return. It should be okay for a while, right?”
Du Weiguo couldn't help but frown as he looked at him with a foxy smile. Moran's tone, expression, and intonation combined to create an inexplicable sense of ambiguity.
And her reasons were understandable, making it difficult to refuse. Although saving people was originally Du Weiguo's duty, right now it was just a matter of a few cents for a breakfast.
"Hehehe, I'll be disrespectful then. I happen to be hungry too. Thank you very much, Researcher Mo."
Du Weiguo hesitated for a moment, then gave in without politeness, and sat down generously and started to cook. Mo Lan was very happy to see that he didn't refuse, and she immediately beamed with joy, but her face soon fell again.
Du Weiguo still devoured his food as usual and concentrated on his food without even looking at her. He had no intention of talking to her at all.
Is this guy just a piece of wood who doesn't understand amorous feelings? Or is it that he really loves only one person without any distractions? Is it because I have lost my charm now? No, I don’t accept it!
Moran fell into deep doubt and self-doubt. In one word, she was finished now and had completely fallen into King Du Hai's routine.
"Du Weiguo, please eat slowly, I won't compete with you."
Du Weiguo swallowed the food in his mouth and took the time to reply: "Well, Researcher Mo, don't be surprised. I am a soldier and a rough guy. Eating has almost become an instinctive habit."
Moran changed the subject: "Du Weiguo, does your girlfriend work in the steel rolling mill?"
"Yes."
At this time, Du Weiguo stuffed another dumpling into his mouth and muttered vaguely.
Moran was not discouraged and continued the awkward conversation: "What does she do? When are you going to get married?"
Du Weiguo rarely raised his head and frowned at her, as if he was a little surprised that she would ask this question:
"She is an accountant in the Finance Department. We will get married after the Chinese New Year."
Du Weiguo's voice was slightly impatient. After he finished speaking, he resumed his work without any intention of expanding the topic.
According to the normal chat rhythm, shouldn't we ask about Moran's relationship status at this time?
Mo Lan was also completely speechless by him at this moment. There was no way to talk today. There is a saying that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to sleep. In the same way, you can never flirt. Don't be a fool.
Du Weiguo finished his breakfast quickly and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth. Today he used a dark green handkerchief.
"Du Weiguo, is this the handkerchief your partner gave you?"
Moran suddenly asked this question quietly at this time.
Du Weiguo nodded disapprovingly: "Well, yes, Researcher Mo, I've already eaten. Uh, are you going to work in the hospital later?"
Mo Lan glared at Du Weiguo fiercely and said in a somewhat resentful tone:
"I haven't gone through the discharge procedures yet, and you guys made a big hole in my door and the coal stove is broken, so I have to solve these troublesome problems today."
Du Weiguo smiled slightly awkwardly, showing his white teeth:
"Hey, that's it. Originally, I thought you were going to work, so I waited for you and took you there by bike. Since you have the day off, I'll leave first. You can eat slowly. Thank you for your hospitality. , Goodbye, Researcher Mo."
"Hey! You~"
After Du Weiguo finished speaking, he stood up and left without any hesitation. He didn't even pay attention to what Moran wanted to say.
Moran was so angry at his ignorance that she gritted her teeth, jumped wildly, and veins popped out on her forehead. She took a hard bite of the sugar cake, and suddenly she felt that her favorite sugar cake no longer tasted good. .
In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the way Du Weiguo showed his white teeth when he smiled just now. Ha, although this damn guy is a prick and doesn't know how to show mercy at all, but he really has a good skin!
I don’t know if he thinks it’s useful or not, no!
Yesterday he hugged me. I weigh a lot, and the quilt weighs more than 100 kilograms. He hugged me as if it was a heavy weight. He didn’t blush or pant, and he didn’t exert any effort at all. This guy must have a good physique. Like an animal!
Unknowingly, Moran's cheeks turned red as if he had been poisoned by gas again.
Du Weiguo didn't have any charming thoughts at this moment. This was his second head-to-head confrontation with Moran. He made another very important discovery today.
When he left the breakfast shop just now, he found a young man walking towards the breakfast shop. Although he had changed his clothes, Du Weiguo still recognized his face. He was the one who smoked downstairs and across the road from his house last night. that person.
Haha, I must have caught you.
Yesterday, he monitored Du Weiguo at around 8 p.m., more than 30 meters away from Du Weiguo's window, and he was not near a streetlight. There was no light source, so according to common sense, the chance of him being recognized by Du Weiguo was zero.
It's a pity that Du Weiguo has super vision. The situation at that time was almost equivalent to facing each other in broad daylight, and the chance of admitting his mistake was zero.
Du Weiguo pretended not to know, his eyes didn't even stay on him for a second. He unlocked the bike and left. When he turned the corner at the intersection, he saw that the man had entered the breakfast shop.
Hehehe, young man, you really showed your face.
It's a pity for Du Weiguo that he doesn't know how to sketch portraits. Otherwise, it would be useless to draw this kid directly. According to the current technical means, searching for a suspect based on the picture is simply like finding a needle in a haystack. Du Weiguo can only be certain now. This breakfast shop is indeed one of Moran's meeting places.
Du Weiguo rode to the research institute, had a brief chat with Wang Shengli, who worked the night shift, and then returned to the office.
Sitting at his desk, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and tapped his fingers gently on the table. He was thinking, this young man is a very important breakthrough. How can he confirm his identity?
Now that the enemy is in darkness and we are in the clear, this is really awkward. We must find out his identity in order to reverse this situation.
There is also the old man selling candied haws, as well as other people he may have missed. They should all be Moran's downline or the young people's downline.
Du Weiguo must know the identities of these small fish and shrimps.
