When he was a child?" Zhang Lingying was stunned by his question, and she tilted her head and thought for a long time. Without having time to answer, the waiter had already come up with what they ordered.

Zhang Lingying picked up the Changdao iced tea in front of him and took a sip, and his little face suddenly wrinkled into a ball.

"I don't have a wife in my wife's cake, and Long Island iced tea is not tea."

Leng Jian forgot that she was not familiar with this kind of place, so she actually asked her to order a drink by herself.

Now seeing her holding a cup of Long Island iced tea, she doubted her life's appearance, and quickly changed her to her with her ice beer, "Drink mine, I'll have a lower degree, or order another glass."

"But I've drunk this cup."

Zhang Lingying was stimulated by the first taste. After recalling the taste, she felt that the taste was pretty good. Her eyes were staring at the Changdao Ice Tea that was taken away by Leng Jian.

Leng Jian turned the cup without much mind, avoided the edge of the cup she had drunk, and took a sip.

He was sure that his Changdao iced tea had been stolen, so Zhang Lingying could only accept his fate and drink ice beer.

At the same time, I also remembered the question Leng Jian asked just now, "I don't remember much about the things I did when I was a child. Most of them were things after being adopted by my father. I basically don't remember things before being adopted by my father, but my life in a welfare home should be similar."

Zhang Lingying never avoids his background.

After being adopted by Professor Zhang, she lived a good life. Her father loved her very much and taught her a lot of truths.

She never felt that she was an orphan. She had lived in a welfare home since she was a child, which was something shameful.

But Leng Jian suddenly called her out and asked her this kind of question, which always made her feel indescribable...

"Don't you remember at all?" Leng Jian picked up the wine glass in front of him and took another sip.

In a very ordinary sentence, he seemed to be stressed when he asked. His hands holding the cup became forceful and his fingertips turned white.

Zhang Lingying thought about it carefully and replied: "It's not all, but I can't remember clearly. Some things sometimes feel like the past, sometimes feel like dreams, and I can't tell the difference."

Leng Jian: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Lingying held her cheeks with both hands, blinked, and replied casually: "I always feel like I have an older brother."

"Bang--"

The wine glass in Leng Jian's hand suddenly slid down on the table. The cup was not broken, but the wine was spilled out and it formed a stream of water and dripped along the edge of the table to the ground.

Leng Jian's trouser legs also splashed a lot, but he didn't react at all, just staring at Zhang Lingying blankly.

"Your trouser legs are wet!"

Seeing him knocking over the wine glass, Zhang Lingying quickly raised his hand and called the waiter to come and clean it up. He grabbed the tissue box and handed it to him, "Wipe it quickly, otherwise your trouser legs will be wet in a while and it will be very uncomfortable."

Leng Jian saw the tissue that reached in front of him, and his expression did not change much. After taking the tissue, he began to rub the wine that splashed on him.

They sat in the corner by the window, and such a small movement did not attract much attention.

The waiter quickly cleaned the table. Leng Jian ordered a cup of Changdao iced tea again and took the initiative to say to Zhang Lingying, "Sorry, I knocked over your Changdao iced tea."

Zhang Lingying was stunned for a moment, looked at him with a suspicious look, and raised the ice beer in his hand, "This is mine. You are overturning your own Long Island Ice Tea, you don't need to apologize to me."

Leng Jian: “…”

Leng Jian finally realized his incompetence and tried hard to stabilize himself.
Chapter completed!