Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

After Zhang Baobao finished eating the cake, he was fiddling with the flowers in the vase boredly. Seeing the two gathered together, he ran over: "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Move the bookshelf and clean the back." Lin Weiwei clapped his hands, took out a few books and put them on the table, and tried again.

Liu Lu felt that the opportunity had come. The first time was an estimate, and the second time she would definitely do her best, but someone was too much in the way: "Bao Bao, go far away, it's too dangerous."

Zhang Baobao was also a little scared, and even more worried about Lin Weiwei. He ignored this malicious woman and moved two steps to the side.

"I can do it." Lin Weiwei held his breath, exhausted all his strength, blushed, and moved forward.

Liu Lu's heart rose to her throat, she counted down for three seconds, looked around, put her hand on the top of the bookshelf, and pushed it away with hatred.

Lin Weiwei was just exhausted when the bookshelf tilted and rushed towards her.

"Auntie, be careful, get out of the way." Zhang Baobao shouted anxiously with his eyes wide open, terrified.

Lin Weiwei's palms were sweating, and the bookshelf was tilted so badly that many books fell from it and hit her.

Zhang Baobao ran over to help, but his body was weak. Seeing that Liu Lu was indifferent, he shouted angrily, "You came here to help, so why don't you just sit there?"

"I'm stunned, I'm here to help." Liu Lu looked at Lin Weiwei's distressed appearance, and her heart was full of joy. She was forced to stand up and walked over, pretending to be at a loss, wasting time when she was planning to watch to the end.

"No, take your bag back." Lin Weiwei waited for most of the books to fall on the ground, took a breath, and shouted through gritted teeth.

"I don't, I don't let go of the bag."

Seeing that the bookshelf was about to fall down, Liu Lu didn't want to go up to help, so she pulled her bag aside: "You are a child, so I can't help you. Let me see if you are injured."

"Don't, hurry up and help." Zhang Baobao urged worriedly as he broke free from Liu Lu's confinement, with tears streaming from his eyes.

Hearing the sound, many customers looked towards the bookshelf with their mouths open in worry.

Lin Weiwei put his legs against the bookshelf, let his arms relax, and then pushed forward hard, panting.

With a "bang", the bookshelf was straightened by Lin Weiwei and stood firmly.

Seeing this, the customer who came up to help was relieved and returned.

"Auntie, don't move the bookshelf, it's too scary." Zhang Baobao shook off Liu Lu's hand and threw herself into her arms with tears on her face.

Lin Weiwei panted heavily, feeling numbness and pain in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed his head distressedly, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "The bag gave me strength, if it doesn't straighten the bookshelf, nothing will happen. "

Zhang Baobao withdrew from her arms, rubbed Lin Weiwei's arm obediently, and complained with a sob: "Where did uncle go, why didn't he come to help?"

If he didn't find out, if my aunt was knocked down by the bookshelf, she would definitely be injured.

"It's none of Ji Mingyou's business, it's my own carelessness." Lin Weiwei enjoyed the massage, closed his eyes comfortably, and his heart beat faster after hearing this. Thinking of Ji Mingyou's face and his gentle words, he quickly replied.

Lin Weiwei frowned, was she expecting something?

Liu Lu clenched her hands and looked at the two of them from a distance, with fierce eyes, looking into an abyss, which made people feel terrified.

She has planned everything, Lin Weiwei, you are lucky, you may not come next time.

"Lin Weiwei, you have to know how to do what you can. Although it was a false alarm, it frightened us." Liu Lu walked in slowly, stood in front of Lin Weiwei and stretched out her hand, saying worriedly.

Lin Weiwei opened her eyes, thinking suspiciously, just now she could control it, but suddenly lost her balance and was almost crushed to the ground.

"It's strange this time. The bookshelf is heavier than I thought." Lin Weiwei looked back, the crease between his brows deepened, and he put his hand on it.

Liu Lu smiled, pulled her up vigorously, looked at her, and reminded deliberately: "There are a lot of new books on the bookshelf, and they are still too heavy. Let's pack them up first."

Lin Weiwei was thoughtful, and saw that there were books all over the floor, many of them were wide open, and the pages were all folded, and his body trembled.

It's broken, so many books have been suppressed, with Ji Mingyou's carelessness, he will definitely be angry.

"Yes, let's pack it first." Lin Weiwei smiled wryly, raised his arms with difficulty, bent down to pick up the books.

Zhang Baobao stared sharply at Liu Lu with complicated eyes, pointing at the cash register lined up in a long line: "Sister, the customers are waiting in a hurry, you go and do it first, I'll help auntie."

Liu Lu didn't want to stay any longer, so she nodded and left.

Looking at her figure, Zhang Baobao murmured: "She is so annoying, her smile is so fake."

As soon as she came to the store, so many bad things came out, she was really a bastard.

Zhang Baobao muttered quietly for a while, walked over worriedly, and helped to pack it up.

"Baobao, you are so brave, I like you so much." Lin Weiwei was so tired that he couldn't hold it anymore, sat cross-legged on the ground, and praised with a smile.

Just when she was alone and helpless, it was Zhang Baobao who ran over desperately. The little guy moved her so much that Lin Weiwei's eyes were slightly red.

Zhang Baobao raised his tear-stained face, smiled so much that he showed two small canine teeth, and suggested, "Why don't you sell bags for personal favors."

"You said, I will do everything I can do." Lin Weiwei gently wiped his face and said seriously.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll exchange it later." Zhang Baobao tilted his head, unable to think of a good idea, so he planned to keep it first.

"No problem." Lin Weiwei readily agreed, sitting on the floor sorting books, and telling Zhang Baobao interesting stories when he saw them.

Zhang Baobao listened intently, feeling entangled in his heart, he kicked his legs and rubbed over: "Auntie, that sister is a bit weird, Baobao doesn't like her."

"Liu Lu? What's wrong with her?" Lin Weiwei patted his back and asked in surprise.

"I can't tell, she has weird eyes." Zhang Baobao put on the hat of his clothes, played with his fingers, and said quietly.

Lin Weiwei felt a force when the bookshelf was tilted, and he became suspicious.

But he didn't see it, and there was no actual evidence. Lin Weiwei didn't dare to make a judgment, so he said in a low voice: "Let's not talk nonsense. This is a rumor. I will be more careful next time."

Zhang Baobao opened his mouth to argue, but he couldn't give an example, so he said sadly: "Well, Baobao is just a reminder, auntie should pay attention."

Zhang Baobao saw Liu Lu in the store a year ago. At that time, she followed Ji Mingyou in obscurity, and only dared to look at her uncle from a distance. Today is very abnormal.

Sighing, Lin Weiwei tidied up the books with his numb arms, cleaned up the garbage behind the bookshelves, and put them back on the bookshelves.

Finally back to the original, I hope it won't be seen, otherwise she will be scolded miserably.

Lin Weiwei was exhausted and paralyzed. He sat on the ground and looked up. He found that there were suddenly more books than before.

According to Ji Mingyou's preference, bookshelves were placed in the store, and many books were placed by the windows for the convenience of customers to read.