I open a bookstore in the human world

Xie Daonian kissed her head and face without any explanation, as if she wanted to crush Song Lan into pieces with all her strength, never to be separated.

Song Lan was taken aback for a moment, then hugged Xie Daonian's neck tightly with her backhand, and responded jerkyly.The tips of the noses touched each other, and it was inseparable. The room was eerily quiet, only the slight sound of panting, and the sound of tongues touching each other.

The familiar touch on her lips gave Song Lan a sense of déjà vu, and the same thing happened not long ago, but this time, Song Lan's mood was quite different.

The last time Xie Daonian kissed him, he was shocked, flustered, annoyed, shy, and a little nervous that he couldn't explain, but this time, all that was left of him was sweetness and enlightened sobriety.

What career, gossip, accusations are all his fault, this is his boyfriend, why can't they fall in love openly?Maybe other things in this world can distinguish high from low, but not love. Any sincere love is precious, regardless of gender, class, race, age...

"Are you still in a daze at a time like this? It seems that I didn't work hard enough." Xie Daonian's teasing and provocative magnetic voice rang in Song Lan's ears, making his heart tremble.

Song Lan's face turned red to the neck in an instant, and she gave Xie Daonian a shy "stare": "Smelly shameless." He couldn't help laughing either.

Xie Daonian raised his eyebrows slightly: "There are even more shameless ones, do you want to try?"

Song Lan: "..." This big pervert, a disciple!

"Remember to concentrate this time." After finishing speaking, before Song Lan could react, Xie Daonian kissed her again.

This time, Song Lan didn't stay in a daze, but circled Xie Daonian's neck with her backhand, deepening the long and passionate kiss.

Xie Daonian is right, it is better to focus on things like kissing.

***

After a lot of "discussion", Song Lan and Xie Daonian reached an agreement: they will not deliberately disclose their relationship to the public, but they will not deliberately conceal it and pretend to be ordinary friends in front of outsiders.

For them now, this is the best way to deal with it.

But before that, they have to solve one thing first.

"Master, and Mr. Song..." Meng Sangyu rubbed his hands, his face was embarrassing, which was more embarrassing than the two parties involved.

"Just call me Song Lan, or you can call me Brother Song like your companion." Song Lan smiled.

"Companion?" Meng Sangyu was a little confused.

"I will introduce you to each other in the future." Song Lan said, "Sang Yu, we want to talk to you, can we?"

It's over, shouldn't he be killed and silenced?Meng Sangyu's heart trembled when he thought of the scene he accidentally saw earlier.

Song Lan: "..." Is this kid trying to figure out something messy?

Meng Sangyu swallowed her saliva, and said weakly: "Song, Brother Song, you can tell me." He had an expression of resignation to death.

"...Don't be nervous, we won't do anything to you." Song Lan couldn't help but explain quickly.

Meng Sangyu: "..." Oh my god, I'm even more scared, OK? QAQ

Xie Daonian couldn't stand the funny comparison between the two. Before the topic got off the mark, he hurriedly explained: "Sang Yu, we just want to talk to you about your future work."

"My job?" Meng Sangyu's attention was really attracted, he was a little surprised, "Isn't my job to protect you, master?" He still remembered the warning that Zhang Fan gave him before leaving.

Xie Daonian smiled and shook his head: "First, don't call me master in the future. Second, I don't need your protection. Your current task is to learn how to be an efficient shop assistant as soon as possible and adapt to your next job. .”

"Shop clerk? What clerk?" Meng Sangyu felt that the development of the matter had deviated from his original expectations.

Xie Daonian and Song Lan said in unison: "The clerk of the dessert shop."

***

As a 600-year-old ghost, Meng Sangyu has not experienced anything?He thought he would be able to face the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression, but he never thought that one day, he would put on a uniform waiter uniform, with a standardized smile on his face, shuttle between tables, chairs and benches with a tray, and deal with Greetings from all directions——

"The little brother over there, please help us to rush the flower and fruit tea we ordered."

"Waiter, check out!"

"Handsome guy, order here~"

"..."

Meng Sangyu agreed, and hurriedly ordered, served and paid for the guests. His heart was calm, and he even wanted to laugh: Who would have thought that he, who was hiding in the banyan forest half a month ago, would start to panic now? Serving the people, if those Li Gui colleagues who knew me in the past knew about it, where would I put my face?

But then again, the feeling of being needed and being able to hear thanks from others instead of screaming is actually quite good, and it made him feel a long-lost warmth.Meng Sangyu is not a murderous ghost in essence, otherwise he would have been taken in by ghost messengers or experts in the human world for doing evil everywhere, and he would not be alive today.It was precisely because of seeing through this that Zhang Fan assured him to follow Xie Daonian.

The reason why he took the initiative to attack Song Lan in the banyan forest before was because he was aware of Song Lan's identity and thought he was here to arrest him, so he took the first step to protect himself.

It never occurred to me that I, who deliberately avoided ordinary people and wandered in the deep mountains and old forests for hundreds of years, would one day stand among the crowded and noisy crowd, communicate and laugh with ordinary people normally, and even talk to those who didn't know Our human colleagues fight together.Meng Sangyu was in a daze for a while looking at the continuous flow of cars and hurried pedestrians outside the dessert house's floor-to-ceiling windows.

He had to admit that he didn't dislike this feeling.

"Handsome guy, pay for this table!" Meng Sangyu was awakened from his daze by a greeting, and he returned to his normal expression. He responded loudly, with a faint smile on his face, and quickly walked towards the source of the sound.

Meng Sangyu, who was still an intern waiter at this time, would not have imagined that in more than a year, he had already been trained to be the manager of the newly opened Shadow Restaurant.

***

"The tables, chairs, and benches should not be a little dusty, and the gaps must be cleaned. Remember, we are in the catering business, and the most basic prerequisite is cleanliness and hygiene. If we can't even do this, why should the guests trust us?" In the exquisitely decorated European-style restaurant, Meng Sangyu, dressed in a suit and meticulously dressed, walked back and forth among two rows of people in uniform, talking loudly.

In front of the majestic leader, the employees did not dare to show their air, and all of them lowered their heads, at least on the surface, pretending to be serious and educated.

Meng Sangyu walked to a dining table, bent slightly, stretched out his hand to reach under the table, wiped it lightly with his fingertips, and nodded with satisfaction: "Seeing that you still listen to what I say, yes, I will continue to work hard in the future. All right, let's go to work now."

Following his order, the employees quietly breathed a sigh of relief, scattered like birds and beasts, and returned to their respective posts in less than a minute to do their own things.

There was applause behind him, Meng Sangyu turned around in astonishment, his expression changed from serious to respectful, and he greeted the visitor with some surprise: "Brother Song, why are you here?"

Song Lan walked up to Meng Sangyu with a smile, and looked him up and down without saying a word, until she saw Meng Sangyu's heart trembling, and then said: "It seems that someone has taught you very well, and you have the demeanor of a gold medal store manager. "

Meng Sangyu scratched the back of her head embarrassingly: "There are still many deficiencies, and a lot of improvement is needed."

"It's only been a year, and you've made a lot of progress. I remember that when you first arrived at the dessert shop, you often placed wrong orders." Song Lan said in a tone of relief like an elder looking at a younger generation , patted him on the shoulder, nodded, "This can be regarded as growing up and being able to be independent."

Meng Sangyu: "..." It feels a little subtle. He is obviously several hundred years older than Song Lan, okay? What's the matter with his tone of "my family has a young boy?"

To complain, Meng Sangyu also knew that Song Lan was joking with him, so he just smiled and asked the question again: "Brother Song, why did you come to Shanghai all of a sudden? I haven't heard Brother Xie say that before."

"Xie Daonian doesn't know yet." Song Lan blinked at Meng Sangyu with a mysterious expression.

"What?" Meng Sangyu was a little surprised. He accidentally broke the "adultery|love" between Xie and Song two people a year ago, and the two of them didn't deliberately hide it from him. He knew how much his two bosses were. Tired: Although we get together less and leave more, and the number of days we see each other in a year is less than one month, but the phone calls are unshakable every night, and a call lasts for an hour or two or even longer. God knows why they always have so many words to talk about. chat.

——Meng Sangyu never admits that he, a single dog, is jealous.

Because of this, Meng Sangyu knew very well that Xie and Song had few secrets between them, and it was a bit suspicious that Song Lan sneaked into the capital this time.

Song Lan didn't let Meng Sangyu guess how long, and quickly announced the answer: "Your brother Xie's birthday is coming soon, I want to give him a surprise."

Meng Sangyu suddenly realized, and then felt a little sour: This was caught off guard, and he was fed another mouthful of dog food...

Meng Sangyu didn't know when his boss lived before, but now that he knew, he naturally wanted to express something, so he immediately proposed that the birthday party be held in the restaurant, and he would be responsible for everything, which would surely satisfy them.

"You'll save trouble." Song Lan cast a sideways glance at Meng Sangyu with a feigned anger, and couldn't help laughing, "This restaurant was founded by your brother Xie, and your trick of borrowing flowers and offering Buddhas is very powerful."

Meng Sangyu chuckled, and said shyly, "Brother Song, I'm not bragging. The cooking skills of our shadow restaurant are incomparable to ordinary restaurants outside. These days, the mouths of the people in the restaurant have been tricked by Tang Chi and the others. If It’s really a treat at another house, don’t say Xie Ge, even I can’t eat it.”

"Tang Chi's culinary skills are really getting better and better," Song Lan said with emotion, "I was a little worried when the Shadow Restaurant opened, and felt that the speed was too fast. Now it seems that my worries are unnecessary."

"Isn't it?" Meng Sangyu's tone was also quite proud. As the manager of the shadow restaurant, he was indeed honored, "Brother Song, you don't know that this restaurant has only been open for more than a month. When it was time for dinner, there was a long queue outside, which was even more popular than the original dessert house. It is no exaggeration to say that if you want to come to our restaurant for dinner, if you don’t make an appointment a week in advance, the queue will start at ten o’clock in the morning. Wait until ten o'clock at night!"

"Okay, okay, I saw it just when I entered the door. I remember you didn't open until ten o'clock, right? It's less than nine o'clock now, and there are many people waiting outside." Song Lan said in a tone There is also a touch of pride.

He knew that the reason why Xie Daonian opened the dessert house and the restaurant was for him, but he didn't expect that the Shadow Restaurant could be established in such a short period of time and achieve such a great success.

And it was his man who created all of this.He was happy about it, and even more proud of it.

"Can I ask in advance, Brother Song, do you have any surprises for Brother Xie?" Meng Sangyu asked gossipingly.

Feather × Xi × Read × Jia.

Song Lan just smiled slightly: "Since it's a surprise, of course we can't reveal the answer so quickly."

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If you are interested in the pre-received article "Today Is Saving the World" by the modern prehistoric next door~ the following copy:

After the Conferred God War, the Three Realms entered a new round of peace, but there was always a small group of restless villains trying to gain a sense of existence, with the highest purpose of making troubles, causing many troubles.

As a result, a "Three Realms and Eight Desolations Living in Peace Committee" (referred to as "Sanba Neighborhood Committee"), composed of gods from all walks of life, came into being. My favorite fairy group", the support slogan is: "Fuck him to death!"

The small landlord, Xiang Huan, unexpectedly became the chairman of the current March [-] Neighborhood Committee, and was also the first mortal to serve as the chief officer of the team.

...The above is just a fantasy, the actual situation is——

"Daji, take back your nine tails, the sofa won't be able to sit on it."

"Nezha, don't play with fire, set the house on fire and punish you from going to Nanhai to take a bath for a month."

"Yang Jian, next time you walk the dog, remember to put it on a chain, someone will complain to you at the street office."

"Xing Tian, ​​did you go out last night without your head? I heard that you scared people into the hospital and you still haven't woken up yet!"