"Ma'am, do you still want strawberry daifuku? The president said you like it. Can I have three for you?" Zhang Jing couldn't help asking when she saw the little girl at the table near the door eating strawberry daifuku.
Qin Ning nodded, and at the same time wrote on the phone: Mango's too.
"Hehe, Ma'am, don't worry, mangoes are also available." Zhang Jing narrowed her eyes, turned around and took out her bank card, and said to the boss, "Our wife likes to eat that kind of fresh mangoes, do you have them?"
The owner of the milk tea shop smiled and said proudly: "Our mango Daifuku is unique. Just wait and eat."
"Cut... this boss really knows how to lie, their mango daifuku is the worst. I have never understood that there are people who like to eat that kind of mango-flavored daifuku." The girl eating strawberry daifuku said to the girl at the same table .
When Lei Momo heard what the girl said, he remembered one thing. The Ning Zimo she was carrying now couldn't eat mango daifu, he would be allergic.
But when she first followed Ning Zimo, she liked to eat mango daifu very much, and she couldn't let go of three of them in one sitting. So why did it change.
When Lei Momo was doubting, Zhang Jing had already come to Qin Ning with two big mango blessings.
Qin Ning likes to eat mango daifuku, the kind that eats one at a time. A mango daifu was stuffed into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and he looked as cute as a little hamster.
She also ate like this today, and she even exaggeratedly stuffed two into it.
The cute appearance with bulging cheeks attracted Lei Momo's attention.
Lei Momo was in a trance for a moment, the expression of Mrs. Duanmu eating was like her family Ning Zimo.
"Ma'am, don't worry. I'll ask for three more for you. Look, there are people watching you over there." Zhang Jing held a strawberry daifu and looked helplessly at Qin Ning, who was super cute while eating.
Qin Ning chewed slowly, and when he looked up, his eyes just collided with Lei Momo. She thought that Lei Momo stared at her because she wanted to eat mango daifu, so she asked Zhang Jing to order two more for her.
After a while, Qin Ning, who was like a little hamster, stuffed his mouth full of food and handed Lei Momo a strawberry blessing.
Qin Ning's eyes are round and the pupils are amber. This unpainted appearance is cute and beautiful. Lei Momo thinks of every time Ning Zimo gave them Amway Mango Dafu.
It seems, it really seems.
"Huh?" Qin Ning tilted his head and made a hoarse voice.
Lei silently waved his hands and explained, "I don't like mango Daifuku."
When Qin Ning heard this, he frowned slightly, put the mango daifu on the table in front of Lei Momo, and typed a sentence with his mobile phone: It tastes very good, once you eat it, you will never forget it, try it.
Qin Ning's sincerity was still very touching. Lei Momo couldn't say no. She nodded and took the Mango Dafu, "Thank you."
Qin Ning squinted her eyes, and wrote again on her mobile phone: I remember you, the dress shop, and the agent, I think we are very familiar.
Yes, when Qin Ning saw Lei Momo again, she had this familiar feeling. She guessed that Lei Momo should be in her lost memory.
Lei Momo was stunned, and looked at Qin Ning with a complicated expression. She indeed felt that Qin Ning was familiar, but she was sure she had never seen this face before.
"I lost my memory, I think you are familiar with it. Look carefully at my face, have we met? Even if I was a neighbor." Qin Ning continued to write on the phone.