Approaching the door, Jackson's originally innocent face became nervous and uneasy, and his eyes became flustered.

I looked at Jackson's expression with interest, and secretly snickered in my heart: this is a sullen man in a state of secret love. It's obscene, haha!

The proprietress was looking at the happy guests in a daze, when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the afterglow, and she turned her head to see me snickering and Jackson with a nervous face.

I don't know what I'm snickering, but in the boss lady, as long as I'm snickering, basically nothing good happens, maybe that's her sixth sense as a woman.

Walking out of the counter, she walked to the door with her arms in her arms.

As soon as Jackson saw his boss coming over, he became even more nervous, and even subconsciously wanted to run away, but I was held back.

"Visiting the night market with friends, Xiao Yi?"

The proprietress leaned against the door and asked with a smile, her tone still the same heroic.

"yes, hostess."

I replied, picking up Jackson as I walked towards the café, "My brother, he loves it here."

I glanced at Jackson, and the kid glared at me when he heard the word 'like'.

Hey, he's sullen again.

“.. Coffee. ”

I deliberately lengthened my voice before I said the word coffee at the end.

But Jackson almost jumped up.

I grinned.

I entered the café and sat down in a corner, because I was a regular customer and didn't bother the waitresses, the proprietress personally brought two cups of coffee.

"Why are you so idle today?"

The proprietress said casually.

"It's usually so idle at night," I replied, glancing at the bustling guests, and added, "Today's business seems to be very good." ”

"It's the same at this time," the proprietress stroked her hair and said, "It's just that it's more lively today." ”

"Birthday?"

I looked at the most lively tables and asked puzzled.

"It's the winner of the day who celebrates," the proprietress said.

"Yo, that's congratulations, I'll go first."

Picking up the coffee, he walked towards the most lively tables, took two steps, turned back to the proprietress and said, "Ahhhhh What, you two talk first, I'll be back in a moment. ”

After saying that, he glanced at Jackson and grinned.

Jackson was stunned for a moment, and then cast a 'good' look.

Leaving room for Jackson and the proprietress to wander around the store with my coffee cup in hand, sipping a strong cup of coffee, looking around at the beautiful customers in the store, occasionally saying hello to strange customers, chatting a few words, in short, casually blending in with the group of customers who are in a state of celebration.

After a few sips of coffee, I sighed boredly as I watched Jackson, who was so nervous that his body stiffened and looked like a puppet, trying to find a topic with the proprietress of the hostess.

With the speed of this kid's progress, it is estimated that it will take another century before it is possible to hold hands.

I was about to doze off against the counter, when I suddenly felt that someone seemed to be watching me behind me, and subconsciously turned my head and looked at the feeling, and found that there was indeed a pair of eyes staring at me there, and the owner of those eyes was a girl, a strange dwarven girl I had never seen before.

"Why is she looking at me like that?"

Feeling that it was not an affectionate look, I scratched my head in confusion and said secretly in my heart: "I owe her money?" Or a relative who had ever killed her? ”

After thinking about it for a moment, I was sure that I had never killed anyone from the Dwarves, and I had never seen her, let alone owe money.

If that's the case, then why is she staring at me like that?

Did I have some mess on my face?

I hurriedly took out the mirror from the counter, looked left and right, and didn't see anything wrong.

Looking back, the girl was still looking at me.

Don't. She wasn't looking at me, she was looking at something behind me?

With that in mind, I walked slowly towards the other side of the counter.

When I turned around, the girl's head slowly turned in my direction, and her eyes were still on me.

Now I can be sure that she is looking at me, but why is she looking at me?

I was so puzzled that I wanted to go over and ask directly, but I stopped thinking about it.

Obviously, this dwarven girl is the protagonist of this celebratory table, and all the adventurers revolve around her to raise a glass to celebrate, and at this time it is the most boring behavior to go up and ask about the disturbance, since there is no malice in her eyes, and there will be no shortage of meat and pounds to take a look, so it is better to simply ignore her.

Thinking of this, I ignored her and turned around and continued to lean against the bar to drink coffee.

After about half an hour, Jackson and the proprietress never seemed to get along, and eventually, the proprietress stood up and walked back to the bar, while Jackson sat there alone drinking coffee, as if thinking about something.

"Your friend is so interesting."

The proprietress poured a cup of coffee, took a sip, and leaned against the bar and said to me.

"It's interesting."

I answered truthfully.

The proprietress stopped talking, looked around, suddenly lowered her voice, and said, "Boy, there is a dwarven girl over there who is always staring at you, you won't mess with flowers and grass again." ”

"Honestly, I don't know her."

I spread my hands and shook my head.

"I can't see that you still have such a strong charm, you are simply loved by everyone."

The proprietress teased me, and suddenly her tone became serious: "However, you can't let down our Barbara, otherwise!" ”

She bared her strong arms.

"Don't worry, it won't" I raised my hand in surrender.

After taking a sip of his coffee, he put the cup on the waiting shelf and said, "I'm going back, hostess." ”

The hostess nodded.

Back at the table, Jackson had already drunk all the coffee in his cup and was holding the cup in a daze.

"Gone," I said.

Jackson looked up, looking dejected.

"There's something to talk about as you go."

I interrupted what he was about to say and pulled him out of the café.

"How's it going?"

I asked.

Jackson didn't answer immediately, but paused for a long time before saying, "It's not going well, I don't know what kind of topic to talk about." ”

He stopped abruptly, sighed, and said, "You say, will she think I'm a boring person and hate me?"

"She said you're interesting."

I laughed, "I don't know what will happen in the future, but I can feel that she doesn't hate you." ”

"Really?"

Jackson's eyes seemed to shine again, and the whole person was excited.

"Of course," I patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and said, "I'm not going to lie." ”

In the café, one of his companions whispered to the dwarven girl, "Is he the funny person you said he was?" ”

The dwarven girl nodded, "That's right, it's him." ”