I really like your sand sculpture group friends

That being said, Su Mengli was already smart enough that he didn't need to say anything more; she could easily complete the installation task on her own.

The whole process was so smooth that he once thought Su Mengli had pretended before.

"Did Mengli study this before?" Mo Xiangwen asked, somewhat puzzled. "Or are you just saying that you installed the computer at home?"

"Hmm? No." Su Mengli shook her head gently, her hands still busy, tightening the last screw on the side cover before pressing the power button.

"This is my first time. I didn't expect that learning from Master Xiang Wen would be so easy."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her speechlessly, feeling that she was lying to him again by calling him "senior sister".

Since Su Mengli was so skilled, he had nothing to worry about and simply turned his attention to the Yan Nuoya duo.

Yan Nuoya and Su Mengyao's approach was different from theirs; they taught while pretending.

Yan Nuoya seemed a little reserved, but there were no problems between the two, and they were carrying out the installation and teaching tasks smoothly.

He looked at the two of them for a while before finally feeling relieved.

When I looked back at Su Mengli, she had already installed the system, and the computer screen was displaying the driver installation screen.

Mo Xiangwen lowered his voice and whispered to her, "Let's go, they look like they'll be gone for a while. Let's go buy the things first."

Chapter Ninety-Five: Preparations for the Dinner Party

Yan Nuoya caught a glimpse of Mo Xiangwen leaving with Su Mengli out of the corner of her eye. Her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, she pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, and turned her attention back to the oblivious Su Mengyao.

The studio door closed gently behind him, and he and Su Mengli carefully walked down the stairs.

"Finally, the studio is almost ready." Mo Xiangwen breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Su Mengli, and spoke with a sense of relief that came after work.

"Mm." Su Mengli's lips curved into a gentle smile, her voice clear and pleasant: "Everyone has worked hard. I hope everyone has a great time tonight."

"I have to apologize to you all. Inviting Yan Nuoya to join the studio was not part of my plan." Mo Xiangwen scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly. "So it's not that I didn't want to tell you and Mengyao, or that I wanted to launch a surprise attack."

"Consider it a surprise." Su Mengyao smiled, her eyebrows curving as she covered her cherry-like mouth. "Mengyao and I are also very happy that Yan Nuoya has joined us, since we're all friends."

"If that's how you put it, then I can confidently transform myself from a criminal who deceived the emperor into a meritorious official," Mo Xiangwen joked with a shy smile.

Su Mengli lightly tapped her chin with her fingertips, tilted her head slightly, and asked with a soft smile, "Then? Should I prepare a reward for you?"

"No, no, I was just joking." Mo Xiangwen waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm already very happy that you and Mengyao don't blame me."

"Really? I'm not joking."

Su Mengli's lips pursed up and then relaxed.

"No need."

Mo Xiangwen lightly pinched his index finger with his thumbnail, drawing a sliver of clarity from the pain. He shook his head and firmly refused.

The two chatted and laughed for a few minutes before finally arriving at the commercial street.

In stark contrast to the deserted startup incubator, as soon as they entered the commercial street, they were greeted by a wave of bustling conversations accompanied by a heatwave.

Of course, along with it, there are also the sweet and smoky aromas of food mixed in the air.

He had been busy in the studio for a long time, and the aroma of food suddenly made him feel a strong hunger.

"Do you have any plans to buy anything?" Mo Xiangwen turned his head to look at her and asked.

"Hmm...no, just buy whatever you like." Su Mengli hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is there anything Xiang Wen would like to eat?"

"No, I'm fine with anything."

“What you’re saying…” Su Mengli looked at him helplessly and said, “Just hearing that makes my blood pressure rise.”

"But I really don't know what I want to eat." Mo Xiangwen couldn't decide what to eat for a moment, so he simply asked, "What does Mengyao like?"

“Hmm…” Su Mengli frowned slightly, her tone somewhat inexplicable: “Like all-you-can-eat barbecue, grilling, and the like.”

Upon hearing this, under Su Mengli's strange gaze, he tried to bend back slightly.

After trying two or three times, he had to accept the fact that he couldn't do that move.

"Let's go out for barbecue tonight?" Mo Xiangwen blinked and said directly.

Su Mengli had obviously figured it out long ago, and sighed softly: "Do you really have to use this joke?"

However, there was a hint of amusement in her voice, so she clearly didn't mind him making that joke.

"Ahem, I couldn't help myself." Mo Xiangwen coughed lightly, changing the subject, "But Mengyao's diet is quite..."

He paused for a moment, carefully choosing his words, before continuing, "You really know how to enjoy yourself."

"But it's okay, I quite like eating it too."

"Although I often remind her, she just won't listen..."

Su Mengli and he spoke at the same time, and the two subconsciously looked at each other, both seeing the awkwardness in each other's eyes.

"Then let's buy some." Su Mengli shook her head with a light laugh: "It's okay, the most important thing is that everyone is happy."

“I have no objection.” Mo Xiangwen turned his face away, cleared his throat, and continued, “You can place orders at different stores first, and then pick them up later, which will be quick.”

Su Mengli naturally had no objections; there were two other people waiting for them in the studio, and time was of the essence.

Then, the two walked around to a pizza and barbecue restaurant, placed their orders, and finally arrived at the fried chicken restaurant.

"Let's sit for a while. Once the fried chicken here is ready, the rest should be almost done too," Mo Xiangwen suggested. "There's no need to make an extra trip."

Su Mengli nodded and went with him to a seat near the door, where the two sat down facing each other.

Just as he sat down, Mo Xiangwen noticed a cake shop not far from the door.

He hesitated for a moment, then gave Su Mengli an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I'll be leaving for a little while."

The fried chicken was okay, but the wait time for the barbecue pizza felt quite long.

Su Mengli was slightly taken aback, then nodded and smiled, "Don't worry about me, go ahead if you need to."

"Well, I'll be right back."

After saying goodbye to Su Mengli, he quickly got up, pushed open the door, and went out.

After walking a few steps, he arrived in front of the cake shop.

He had overheard some classmates' reviews of this cake shop; apparently, the cakes tasted pretty good.

However, he doesn't have the habit of eating desserts, so he's never come here.

He pushed open the glass door and walked into the store.

Hello, welcome.

Upon seeing him enter, the waitress gave a slight bow to welcome him.

What would you like?

"I'll take a look myself," Mo Xiangwen shook his head.

The cake shop offers a wide variety of products, from cakes and egg tarts to bread.

And from an appearance standpoint, it is indeed quite good-looking.

No wonder so many students come to this store to buy things.

He looked around for a while, originally wanting to buy a small cake, but then he hesitated and chose a small dessert instead, thinking about the upcoming dinner party.

"Hello, could you please make me a cream puff?"

He'd heard that most girls liked desserts, but he had no idea whether Su Mengli actually liked cream puffs.

After all, he had never really bought anything for a girl before, and he didn't know Su Mengli that well.

"Hmm? Just one cream puff?" The waitress asked softly with a professional smile, "Would you like anything else?"

"no need."

"OK, just a second."

The waitress, who was a working professional, had no complaints about him buying only one. She took out a transparent plastic bag from the side, picked up the cream puff, and handed it to him.

"Hello, that's 8 yuan in total."

This price is a bit expensive for a school, but I've heard that this shop makes high-quality, freshly prepared food, so a slightly higher price is reasonable.

Well, whether it is or not, he doesn't know either.

He's just too lazy to go to another shop just for a dessert now.

“You are welcome to come again next time.”

Chapter Ninety-Six Cheers

"Hmm?" Su Mengli looked at him, who had just sat down, with a puzzled expression. "I thought it would take a little longer?"

"It wasn't anything serious to begin with." Mo Xiangwen shook his head. "How long would it take to buy a cream puff?"

"A cream puff?" Su Mengli's gaze shifted from his face to the bag he had placed on the table. Inside the transparent plastic bag was a small cream puff.

"Hmm, cream puffs." He pushed the cream puffs in front of Su Mengli: "But I don't know if you like them or not."

He actually considered buying them for everyone at first.

However, upon reflection, he realized that they had already bought quite a lot of different kinds of food and drinks tonight, so much so that he was worried they might not be able to finish them all.

Once they've taken all their things back, they can start having dinner together.

Bringing too many desserts home makes it easier to waste them.

After all, although the studio has air conditioning, it doesn't have a refrigerator.

So, I guess I'll have to get a small refrigerator for the studio later.

Su Mengli paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across her eyes: "Did you buy this for me?"

She had hesitated for a moment about whether to buy a dessert, but then decided against it because she was about to go back.

Unexpectedly, he went out and bought himself a dessert.

“Yes.” Mo Xiangwen nodded. “I think you must be hungry by now. Eat something simple to tide you over for a while.”

"Don't you want to eat it yourself?"

"Hmm? I don't eat desserts much, and I'm more looking forward to the barbecue, pizza, fried chicken, and stuff like that when we get back." Mo Xiangwen smiled. "They're more appealing to me."

Su Mengli's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and revealed a gentle smile.

"Okay, thank you then."

Su Mengli carefully picked up the cream puff with her fingertips, brought it to her lips, and took a small bite.

Her eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly for a moment, then immediately disappeared.

Even Mo Xiangwen, who was sitting right across from him, didn't notice.

"It tastes pretty good," Su Mengli said with a smile.

"That's good, I haven't eaten desserts much either."

Hearing that Su Mengli was satisfied, he simply lowered his head to play on his phone, no longer paying attention to Su Mengli eating.

Otherwise, staring at a girl eating would be a bit impolite.

The process of picking up the food went more smoothly than expected, and his strategy of pre-ordering was somewhat effective.

After visiting several stores again, I picked up all the pre-ordered meals.

Incidentally, the two of them also bought two or three bottles of drinks and a bag of fruit.

Soon, his hands were filled with several plastic bags.

Seeing Mo Xiangwen's fingers being squeezed hard by the heavy plastic bag, Su Mengli frowned slightly.

“It’s too strenuous to carry them like this, and it’s easy to cause problems,” she said softly. “Let’s re-divide them.”

Mo Xiangwen shook his head and refused, saying, "No need, this little bit is fine."

At least, he didn't bring as much stuff as he used to when he went shopping for New Year's goods with his family.

"Let's redistribute them." Su Mengli's voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable air: "It's quite a long walk from the studio."

Seeing her resolute attitude, Mo Xiangwen didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer.