Help! The beautiful host is acting like a love brain

The next day, An Chuci came to the coffee shop on time to work. Jiang Qing and Lin Su both knew this place, so they came to drink coffee in the morning.

Song Juanyang came in almost afternoon and brought his laptop with him.

Song Juanyang ordered a cup of coffee and found a seat by the window in the store to do his homework, glancing at An Chuci from time to time.

The two actually didn't have much interaction in the coffee shop. An Chuci was very busy. This shop was quite famous and there were many people there every day. There were six staff members in the shop including An Chuci, so they were very busy.

Song Juanyang occupied an inconspicuous single seat and spent most of the afternoon sitting there.

Although there were many customers in the store, because it was a working day, most of them just bought something and left in a hurry. There were not many people who could sit in the store all the time. After the peak period passed, the store quickly reopened. It was quiet, with only a few subtle sounds in the store.

At first, Song Juanyang was not very conspicuous, because Song Juanyang was always watching An Chuci ordering food when he was at the front desk. It was An Chuci who came to refill the glass, and Song Juanyang kept sitting in the corner with his head down. His head is silent, so no one usually pays attention to him.

Until one afternoon, An Chuci was hit by someone.

That afternoon, a boy seemed to be in a hurry and ran into the store in a hurry. He didn't see An Chuci carrying hot coffee. The two of them bumped into each other hard, and the hot coffee splashed all over them.

An Chuci's hand turned red instantly, and the cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Some people around him were frightened and screamed. Other staff were also frightened and ran over in a hurry. An Chuci didn't have time to feel the pain. , and was pushed.

The boy who bumped into him frowned and said loudly: "What are you doing? Don't you have eyes? You burned me! My clothes are all dirty!"

An Chuci stumbled and almost fell onto the broken cup on the ground.

An Chuci barely stabilized his body, frowned and looked at the other party, saying, "Didn't you bump into it yourself?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "What are you talking about? It's obvious that you don't look at the road, but you still blame me?"

An Chuci shook his hand, it hurt a little.

An Chuci didn't want to talk nonsense with him and said directly: "There is surveillance in the store."

The boy stared at him: "What do you mean? Do you mean I hit you?"

Before An Chuci could answer, several other staff members and Song Juanyang, who hurried over after hearing the noise, had already arrived at An Chuci's side.

Song Juanyang saw the red back of An Chuci's hand at a glance. He hurriedly took An Chuci's hand and examined it carefully, "What's going on? Why did you get burned? It hurts, right? Are there any ice cubes in the store? Can you put some ice on it? Both hands are red...it won’t blister, right?”

Several staff members also hurriedly came over to check, and one took the initiative to find ice cubes.

Song Juanyang frowned, his face full of worry and distress. He blew it carefully, raised his head and asked An Chuci: "Is it very painful? How hot is the hot water? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

An Chuci shook his head and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt very much. The coffee isn't very hot, it's just a little red."

In order to facilitate the entrance of customers, the hot coffee in their store will not be very hot. Especially now that it is summer, the coffee will not cool down so fast, so the hot coffee is not super hot. An Chuci just because his hands are white and It's tender, so it looks more obvious.

Several staff members gathered around and said worriedly: "Why is it so red? It looks so serious..."

"There seems to be burn cream in the store. I'll look for it later."

"Oh, stay away from here quickly. There are a lot of debris and you will be scratched. I'll get something to clean it up."

The boy next to him was immediately ignored. The boy said angrily: "What should I do with my clothes? They were stained by the coffee in your store. My clothes are very expensive! Didn't you even apologize?!"

An Chuci raised his eyes to look at him and said, "I'm sorry for staining your clothes. I will pay for it. But if you want to apologize, I think you also need to apologize to me. Because it was you who bumped into me, not me. of you."

The boy said angrily: "What does it have to do with me? It's obviously you who doesn't watch the road! Why should I apologize?"

Before An Chuci could speak, Song Juanyang had already stood in front of An Chuci.

Song Juanyang's expression and eyes were very cold, and he stared at the boy: "Apologise."

Although Song Juanyang is an art major, he usually likes sports and works out. His superior height of 1.9 meters and the obvious muscles shown by the slightly stretched white shirt all show that Song Juanyang can punch a lot of people. The fact that he blew it up.

The boy was immediately frightened. He was about the same height as An Chuci, a little over 1.7 meters. He looked like a little chicken in front of Song Juanyang. In addition, Song Juanyang's eyes, expression and tone were very cold and uncomfortable. Yue, the boy murmured twice and quickly apologized in a sensible way.

A staff member quickly wrapped the ice cubes in a cloth and brought them over. Only then did Song Juanyang take his eyes away from the boy. His expression instantly changed from cold to worried and distressed, and he took the ice cloth handed over by the staff. After wrapping it, he quickly applied it to An Chuci's hand.

An Chuci hissed softly and said, "It's so cold. I think it's enough to just rinse it with cold water. There's no need to use ice cubes."

Song Juanyang put the ice cloth bag on it lightly and quickly picked it up. After a few seconds, he put it on for a while and then picked it up again to prevent the ice cloth bag from being too cold and having the opposite effect.

Hearing An Chuci's words, Song Juanyang said: "If you want to flush, go and flush now. But the water in the store is not very cold, and the effect is not as good as ice cubes."

An Chuci wanted to go backstage and rush in, but Song Juanyang followed An Chuci step by step and followed An Chuci directly in.

An Chuci said helplessly: "You don't have to follow me, I can do it myself."

Song Juanyang said: "No, I'm not worried. I have to watch."

Looking at An Chuci and Song Juanyang leaving, several staff members standing there realized, who was that person just now...?

The boy next to him turned around and glared at Song Juanyang before he entered. He didn't want the compensation he just mentioned, and ran away while no one was paying attention to him.

An Chuci's hand was rinsed with cold water for a while, but it was still very red. Song Juanyang was worried to death. He kept staring at An Chuci's hand, fearing that there would be blisters somewhere.

An Chuci was arranged to go down to rest, and now he was sitting opposite Song Juanyang, watching Song Juanyang stare at his hands.

Song Juanyang looked more like the person who was burned than An Chuci. He was anxious, worried and distressed. He kept the ice cloth bag on for a long time and blew it twice from time to time.

An Chuci looked at him and answered Song Juanyang's words from time to time.

Song Juanyang said distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

In fact, An Chuci didn't really feel much anymore. Maybe the ice cloth bag was too cold. Now An Chuci felt very cold, but there was really no pain.

An Chuci shook his head and said, "It really doesn't hurt. Don't worry."