Please eat?

Gu Jin stayed for a moment, took a look at his head and almost forgot about it.

There was a low laugh over there, and he said, "How? Is it remorse?"

"No regrets," Gu Jinyu's temple, looked at the time, less than eleven, still have time.

"I have booked a seat at the tea restaurant in Renmin Road, and I will meet there later." Gu Jin selected the place a few days ago, directly skipping the most popular Yuqing Pavilion nearby, and chose another word of mouth. A good shop.

Tong Lin replied quickly: "Good."

Time is tight, and her party as a treat is not good for people to wait. Hang up the phone, Gu Jin quickly began to pack himself.

It is already 40 minutes after arriving at the agreed place.

Gu Jin followed the waiter and found that Lin Lin, who was wearing a white shirt, was waiting there.

"Sorry, I am late." She dropped the bag and apologized to Tong Lin.

Tong Lin stood up, waited for Gu Jin to sit down in the opposite position, sat down, poured a glass of water, and handed it over. "It doesn't matter, I just arrived."

"How can you only be alone?" Gu Jin took a drink from the cup, and the warm water crossed the day. It was much more comfortable than the iced drink. She looked at the opposite side and wondered: "Is the old man of the mountain river big?"

Tong Lin did not answer, smiled slightly, and the cold face suddenly became a bit vivid.

As a Yan control, Gu Jin couldn't help but look at his eyes. Looking at it and seeing it, she snorted and exclaimed, "Would you not be the author of the old man?"

“Where is it not like?” Tong Lin leaned back and sat on his seat with his hands crossed, staring at Gu Jin’s eyes and asking seriously.

"No, quite like it." Gu Jin avoided his eyes and reached for the water at the table and took another sip. He smiled and said: "It feels a bit unexpected."

She did not expect such a stunning book to come from a young man in his twenties. Because in the book "Da Ming's First Auxiliary", the words are sharp and sophisticated, and it is impossible to read hundreds of classics. In particular, the author's understanding and deepening of the history of the Ming Dynasty is amazing.

However, why didn't he directly say that he is the author?

Now this situation is considered a netizen?

...somewhat awkward.

Tong Lin bowed his head and the staggered fingers moved. "The book was written the year before." Then, he seems to have fallen into some sort of memory, muttering: "It is worthwhile to write now."

Ok? It sounds like a story.

Gu Jin was curious and couldn't ask for an exit.

Asked what to do if you poke a wound to someone else?

The atmosphere is silent.

Tong Lin looked up and smiled at her and asked with concern: "Hungry?"

"A little bit." Gu Jin honestly replied that she had not yet had breakfast.

Tong Lin called the waiter and handed the menu to her with a smile: "Ms. priority."

Gu Jin stunned, no resignation, smiled and took the menu back. She didn't know if she had any ingredients for taboos. She followed the above picture and ordered a few dishes that didn't look heavy.

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