South Vietnam followed Sheng Jingheng for a while before remembering: "it seems that there is another umbrella."

"Yes." Sheng Jingheng looked indifferent and didn't mean to stop or look back.

It's not good for South Vietnam to run back in the rain to get an umbrella and continue walking.

After ten o'clock, tourists slowly poured into the entrance of the ancient town, in groups, holding colorful umbrellas.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Jingheng paused and looked over there from a distance.

"Miss Sheng, don't you go there?" South Vietnam almost got out of the umbrella, stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"They should not know me." Sheng Jingheng came to a conclusion after observing the tourists.

"Er..." Nan Yue smiled and said, "so it will be more convenient for Ling Hao to come."

Sheng Jingheng turned his head and looked at her faintly: "do you also want him to come?"

Nanyue looked innocent and said, "I just think those uncles and aunts will know Ling Hao."

Looking at her pure and flawless, without half false eyes, Sheng Jingheng lowered his eyes and turned back to the front: "let's go."

Huh?

Seeing that he lifted his feet, Nam Yueh hurriedly followed him.

They are indeed difficult to be recognized by elders of this age, but they do not hinder and attract a lot of attention.

After all, their appearance is very outstanding. Although they still wear the apron of the coffee shop, they don't affect their momentum at all.

It's not like an employee of a store, but more like a show.

That's right.

When several aunts saw them, they couldn't help but stop, whispered to each other, and then looked at each other with a knowing smile.

It seems that I think of my youth.

Although they didn't recognize who they were, many people wrote down the logo printed on their Apron - come and have coffee.

I was thinking that when I came out later, I could find this coffee shop and have a sit down.

South Vietnam did not rush to talk, so as not to disturb people's interest in playing.

And when Sheng Jingheng looked at it, it was obviously not like he would really pull people to publicize the coffee shop.

They walked all the way without squinting. After crossing a stone bridge, the entrance of the ancient town was nearby.

When they go out, it's not convenient for them to come in again. They have to find staff to come forward.

So, here, it's time to turn back.

What do you think? It's like they're out for a walk?

Didn't come out to solicit customers back at all?

Nanyue was thinking to herself when she saw a group of younger girls show their tickets and walk into the ancient town in an orderly manner.

As soon as they came in, the first thing they saw was South Vietnam and Sheng Jingheng.

Looking at them, their excitement suddenly rose. South Vietnam knew that the person they were waiting for finally came.

However, when they approached, their emotions were pressed down a little, and they held back their joy and showed a lady like smile.

"Hello, brother Jingheng!"

"Brother! Are you recording a program? "

"Brother, can we go for coffee?"

"The one you want to cook!"

Sheng Jingheng nodded slightly and looked a little slower: "Hello, be quiet and don't disturb other tourists."

"Well, well, we are absolutely quiet!"

"Will brother take us?"

"Brother, you look so handsome with this apron!"

Nanyue stayed quietly beside her. She could feel many girls and children secretly staring at her eyes.

But she'd better not talk.

Seeing that she was too quiet, Sheng Jingheng gave her a special look, and then said, "let's go and go back first."

I have to answer that.

South Vietnam turned around and answered softly, "OK, Mr. Sheng."