Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Hearing Qin Jing's words, the boy looked away from Shan Yudong, and smiled shyly at Qin Jing.

"The list is mixing wine. He is holding a measuring cup for mixing wine in his left hand and dry gin in his right hand. I just handed him no need for that. It's called a shaker."

Qin Jing looked at Shan Yudong again, his eyes were focused and serious, as if what was placed in front of him was not a cold glassware, but a beloved lover.

The eyes are serious, focused, expressive, and slightly affectionate. It seems that in his eyes, except for what he holds in his hand and what he sees in front of him, nothing else is very important.

"You taught him his bartending skills?" He turned his gaze back to the boy. [

The boy's face was stained pink, and he shook his head towards Qin Jing.

"I don't have the ability to teach him. My bartending skills>

Qin Jing was a little dizzy, she didn't understand these things, so she asked blankly, "Make a tune at the bar>

The boy smiled youthfully, he pursed his lips towards Qin Jing and shook his head.

"It's not like that. The bartender is actually a very strict >

She nodded thoughtfully, remembering that when she was in high school, there was a boy in her class who was fascinated by the handsome gesture of bartending.

He clamored to learn, but his family made a fuss at the school, saying that the teacher taught his son in a nondescript way, and he wanted to learn bartending. >

She forgot how this matter subsided later, she only knew that the boy in the class sat down to study with peace of mind, and never yelled to learn bartending again.

Now that I think about it, I don’t know if the boy agreed with his family’s statement that bartending is a bad idea.>

The dry gin was poured into the glass, and slowly lay down under the glass. Against the ice cubes that had been placed at the bottom of the glass, it emitted a dazzling light like a diamond, light and shallow, penetrating the heart.

I saw that Shan Yudong took another kind of green wine, and poured it into the measuring cup as well, when the required liquid was measured, he poured it in again slowly, followed by a red wine.

"Tears of Amber."

The boy's voice came softly from the side. Seeing Shan Yudong's unusually gentle expression, he turned to Qin Jing with a shallow and bitter smile.

"The list is now tuned to Tears of Amber."

Qin Jing stared at the boy in astonishment, and he spoke terms that Qin Jing didn't understand.

"DryGin (dry gin) 20ml>

At the end, he looked up at Qin Jing, his amber pupils were very shallow, but there was a hint of sadness.

"What I said just now is the voice of Tears of Amber>

Speaking of this, the boy lowered his eyes, the drooping chestnut hair was close to his forehead, and the long and thick eyelashes blocked his eyes, so that people could not see the emotion in his eyes. [

Suddenly, Qin Jing felt that the boy was silently sad, and through his drooping face, the boy seemed to be enveloped in a faint sadness.

The boy reminded her of the young Mo Bai, and it was equally heart-wrenching. She smiled slightly at the boy.

"Hey, hello, my name is Jingjing, but I'm not quiet at all."