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Han Lie's newly-made cup of oolong milk tea reminded Chu Xia of the taste he drank eight years ago.

Actually, I can't remember it very clearly. Early summer only thinks it tastes good, and it's even more enjoyable than the vague taste in my memory. The mellow sweetness is like a happy stream running all over the body along the taste buds. It tastes so good that everything in front of me becomes brighter than usual, including the upright figure with her back facing her to clean the mango.

Chu Xia saw too much Han Lie’s back and remembered it very deeply.

When I go to a milk tea shop in early summer, I like to watch the milk tea guy and the milk tea girl silently prepare the milk tea.

When she first went to the milk tea shop, she didn't pay attention to Han Lie's appearance, but she remembered his hands, which were slender and fair, and very pleasing to the eye.

The milk tea that day was very delicious, and I went to that store after school the next day.

There is a cashier in the store and two milk tea guys. Two milk tea guys are slender and the other is medium-sized. Chu Xia easily distinguished that the tall man was the one who made her milk tea yesterday.

At that time, Han Lie was making milk tea for the client in front of him. Another guy wanted to take her order. Han Lie looked at the counter and saw her. Han Lie suddenly handed over the two milk teas that had been halfway through his hand to his companion. After the handover quickly, Han Lie walked up to her with a smile and asked her what she ordered.

Only then did Chuxia realize that this milk tea guy is very handsome, the kind of handsome that is not inferior to the entertainment industry stars.

The male stars on the screen usually wear makeup, Han Lie's face is clean, with straight eyebrows, narrow and sharp eyes, and a bit frivolous and joking when he smiles, and it seems to convey an ambiguous emotion.

Eighteen-year-old Chu Xia is already a comic fan. A handsome guy who looks like the male protagonist of the comic suddenly appears in front of him. Chu Xia has a strong feeling of his heart being attacked. The fast heartbeat of Dongdong Dong touched a series of chain reactions throughout his body. Chu Xia blushed, she lowered her gaze and said again "Oolong milk tea, Chinese cup".

"Received, beauties wait."

Han Lie blinked at her left eye and smiled to make milk tea.

I bought milk tea for the first time in the early summer but didn’t stare at the milk tea guy and walked aside to look at my phone.

The milk tea was ready, and Han Lie handed it to her from behind the counter.

I picked up milk tea in early summer and left.

A few steps away from the milk tea shop, Han Lie chased after him and pointed at the milk tea in her hand and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I remember the wrong order and made a big cup for you. The boss asked me to come and receive the difference with you. Is it OK?"

Chu Xia suddenly remembered that she had a big cup yesterday and asked to make up for the difference between his two servings.

Han Lie said thank you and took out his cell phone and asked her to scan the code.

After scanning the QR code for payment in early summer, Han Lie did not leave. The tall and thin milk tea guy lowered his head and smiled at her: "I think you are quite close to you. Can you add a friend?"

His voice sounds nice and his eyes seem to speak. Chuxia vaguely realizes that he is not simply trying to be ordinary friends with her, but by some reason, Chuxia agreed.

After making a good friend, Han Lie said goodbye to her.

Shortly after he entered the store, Chuxia received the red envelope from him, which was the price of the two milk teas she bought.

Early summer asked a question mark.

Han Feizi: I'll treat you to those two copies.

“Is it delicious?”

After Han Lie cut the mango, he looked back at the early summer.

Chu Xia walked out of her memories, held the glass cup and nodded, and took another sip after placing it.

Han Lie smiled: "Don't drink too much, there are still several cups to try."

In the early summer, I put the glass in my hand back to the bar.

He is obedient like a primary school student.

Han Lie teased her: "You can take another sip."

Chu Xia looked away and ignored his teasing.

In the next hour, Han Lie made seven or eight kinds of milk tea. Because there were many types, Han Lie also took out paper and pen and listed the names of each type of milk tea. He asked early summer to try a taste and immediately score the milk tea below the flavor, for a brief evaluation, such as whether the sweetness is appropriate or not, the impact of adding ice on the taste, etc.

He thought so carefully that he seemed passionate about entrepreneurship and thoughtful.

Cooperate with scoring and evaluation in early summer.

There are more and more words on A4 paper, and the top line is written by Han Lie. The dragon and phoenix dance have a kind of artistic beauty. The early summer characters are beautiful and elegant, neatly and neatly as if they are doing college entrance examination questions.

Han Lie sat sideways next to her, putting one hand on his legs and the other on his chin. His eyes stayed on the tip of her pen for a few seconds before moving to Chu Xia's face.

Before staring at Chuxia, Han Lie glanced at the electronic watch he had just placed on the bar to time the tea time, 15:55.

Chu Xia lowered her head slightly and wrote a review, but from the corner of her eyes, Han Lie's face was facing her face.

Are you reading what she wrote or reading her?

After the Chuxia realized that she was wearing an off-shoulder dress, and Han Lie was sitting so close now...

"Can you pour me a glass of water?"

Chuxia said politely while writing.

Han Lie smiled: "Of course."

Before leaving, Han Lie looked at the electronic watch, 15:58.

Zhao Qin also said that he could not hold on for half an hour in front of Chuxia. The fact is that his charm remains unchanged back then, Chuxia could only hold on for three minutes.

Putting a cup of clear water in front of Chuxia, Han Lie went to the study to get a piece of paper and pencil. After coming back, he took a chair and sat opposite Chuxia.

Early summer looked at him.

Han Lie sat far away, and the thin A4 paper was paved flat, so he couldn't tell what he was writing.

I continue to write my own reviews in the early summer.

There are eight cups of milk tea in total, and I wrote a brief review of nearly 800 words in the early summer.

"Give."

Chuxia stood up, pushed the paper towards Han Lie, and was about to leave.

She drank some alcohol at the wedding banquet and milk tea at Han Lie. Chuxia wanted to go home to solve her physiological problems.

Han Lie took his A4 paper and walked around from the opposite side of the bar and handed it to her: "I designed the logo, please comment."

Can he design logos?

This skill exceeded Chu Xia’s understanding of Han Lie. She took the A4 paper and looked up a little.

On the paper is a simple sketch drawn by several strokes. The girl in a suspender skirt sits at the bar, holding milk tea in her hands to suck the straw.

The girl had her fluffy shawl hair and her eyes narrowed into two lines with pleasure.

Although such a simple character, Chu Xia saw a trace of her shadow, but the feeling of this kind of comic is better than that of a real person.

Han Lie put his one hand in his pocket and pointed his other hand on the girl's suspender skirt: "The skirt will be red, just like yours. I have also decided on the name of the store, so it is called Summer Milk Tea."

His arm was crossed in front of her, and his clear and serious voice came down from the top of his head, reaching Chu Xia's heart.

The girl’s logo with her eyebrows and eyes is like hers, and the store name with the word “Xia” is also known as Han Lie. What does Han Lie mean?

"Thank you for the inspiration you gave me."

Han Lie lowered his head and smiled at her, "When I open my business and make money, I will send you a big red envelope."

There is no need for big red envelopes in early summer, so I sincerely suggest that he change his name: "Summer milk tea is too one-sided, milk tea is a drink that can be used all seasons..."

Han Lie refused: "But summer matches this logo, who would wear a suspender skirt in winter?

Besides, I remember that there seemed to be a hotel called Spring Hotel, but I didn’t see guests only picking Spring to stay there.

You are really a person. You asked you to name me and you said no. I finally got to think of something nice, and you poured my cold water on me."

Chuxia heard that he was obsessed with this logo and began to pick on the question of the logo: "Is this kind of picture a bit complicated?

The logo is more concise and eye-catching with letters or Chinese characters.”

Han Lie raised his eyebrows: "Like your Yale?"

It’s not me who said you, that’s so ugly. If you don’t have the money to hire a special design company, I can draw one for you.”

Chuxia understood that Han Lie would not change the logo or store name.

"Your own store, just like you."

Chu Xia put his painting on the bar, picked up his bag and walked towards the door.

Han Lie picked up the painting and followed her.

The milk tea golden retriever also followed.

Milk tea is a very smart and clingy golden retriever. Han Lie has been busy with hotel business over the years and often travels for several days. He cherishes his milk tea when his owner is at home, and he also hates his owner leaving.

Following Han Lie, Chuxia walked for a while and looked at the entrance in front. Milk Cha suddenly realized the crisis: the master is leaving again!

When he was talking, Milk Tea suddenly accelerated, rushed to the front and picked up Chu Xia's high heels and ran to the second floor.

Early summer, Han Lie:...

Milk tea ran fast, and the golden figure disappeared on the second floor in a blink of an eye.

Chuxia turned her head to look at Han Lie.

Han Lie shrugged: "An old habit, I like to hold my shoes. The more I'm anxious I'm going to go out, the more I'm going to grab it. Wait, I'll catch it."

After saying that, Han Lie walked up the stairs in his slippers.
To be continued...
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