[Chapter 1602 Complaint 2/2]
The girl from before also came over with Luo Chuan’s drink: “What you ordered.”
“Thank you.” Luo Chuan thanked him politely.
The girl’s face turned redder.
He is handsome and polite. Although he wears ordinary clothes, his special temperament cannot be concealed.
Could it be that they were nobles from other countries who stayed in Saintia after the Ten Thousand Flowers Expo?
The girl felt her heart beating very fast.
Then she looked at the guest sitting opposite: “Would you like to order…Detective Hermann?!”
The girl’s eyes widened slightly, as if she was surprised.
“Oh, it seems you know me.” Heman had a friendly smile on his face.
“Yes, I have seen your story in the newspaper before.” The girl seemed to have seen her idol, “Can you give me an autograph?” “
Of course.” Herman agreed happily.
It seems that star-chasing is a custom in human society in any world.
Luochuan took a sip of the dark blue drink and thought to himself.
Well, it tastes pretty good.
The taste is very special, like a mixture of many fruits. It is ice cold and easily dispels the remaining heat in the body.
But then again…
Luo Chuan looked at the smiling Heman and the girl who thanked him repeatedly.
Is this detective from the Dream Building Agency so famous?
Well, Luochuan admitted that he was a little sore.
After all, he is still the owner of Origin Mall, but for so long since the store has been open, not a single customer has asked him for an autograph!
You are the worst customers I have ever had!
The girl asked for Heman’s autograph, and before leaving, she did not forget to show a sweet smile to Luo Chuan.
Luochuan took a sip of his drink.
Feeling happy.
The girl returned to her place of work, and her friend noticed something strange.
“Hey, why is your face so red?”
“Hmm… so handsome, Xiaoxue, I feel like I’m going to fall in love.” “
The one you just mentioned? Well, he is indeed handsome.”
“Isn’t that right?”
“But at first sight, you are a noble, so don’t think about it.”
“Can’t you just fantasize about it?”
“No, you are mine.”
“Eh?!…”
Luo Chuan vaguely heard what was coming from behind the cooking table. The sound of girls talking.
I must have heard wrongly.
Well, I heard it wrong.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Luochuan began to taste the drinks in the store.
It’s ice cold and tastes great.
…Did you say this just now?
It does not matter.
It’s really delicious. When I get back, I’ll talk to Yao Ziyan and ask her to make some too.
(End of this chapter)
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