The renovation work of the milk tea shop is finally over.
Under the careful supervision of good brother Yang Deyou, every detail has been made nearly perfect.
If not done correctly, the ancient style of decoration could easily turn into a battle-damaged style.
Lin Shuang has been frequently visiting Xiao Lin Group these days, and it’s been a few days since he last came to the milk tea shop. Now, seeing the finished product, he couldn’t help but be impressed.
He exclaimed, "This is even better than I imagined. It’s completely transformed in just a few days."
It’s just like the girl next door who, though you’ve watched her grow up, suddenly turns into a beautiful young woman before your eyes.
On the side, Su Wan patted her chest with a bit of pride, "Of course, the effect is good. After all, it’s a design plan from this beautiful girl."
The "thud thud" sound of the pat was really crisp.
Lin Shuang glanced at Lingmeng, thinking that her patting would probably sound even crisper, since there’s no cushioning, just slapping on the ribs.
Wanwan, on the other hand, still has a little bit of cushioning.
Though it’s just a little, it’s a huge leap from nothing to something!
At least you can distinguish front from back.
When Lin Shuang came back to his senses, he realized Su Wan and Lingmeng were looking at him.
"Lin Dasha? What weird things are you thinking about?"
"Ah, I’m pondering the issue of front and back..." Lin Shuang casually pulled on the fabric curtain hanging at the entrance, "Hmm, it should be hung correctly."
Su Wan looked doubtful, "There’s even poetry printed on it, so it definitely isn’t hung backwards."
The coarse fabric curtain primarily serves as a decoration, usually fixed at the side of the door with the free-spirited running script, "The spilled tea fragrance heralds a wager; in those moments, it seemed so ordinary."
This artistic touch "aww~" suddenly kicked in—sure to catch the fancy of college students who like arts and poetry.
The main design of the entrance used weathered wood and bamboo, with the name of the milk tea shop printed on it: Qing Mei.
Naturally, this was decided by Su Wan, his childhood friend. She also personally designed the font for the two characters.
According to Wanwan, the two characters even incorporate the silhouette profiles from their respective photos.
"But how could anyone recognize that?"
"After all, it’s been artistically processed."
"Still, the name does sound quite nice."
"Of course, milk tea and Qing Mei are naturally paired, a match made in heaven~"
Lin Shuang looked at Wanwan in shock, "Are you feeling okay today? This is so cheesy."
Su Wan’s black stocking high-heels arrived fashionably late, "I’m reciting an advertisement slogan!"
Lin Shuang felt that today, his childhood friend was dressed a bit off.
She’s usually very casual, probably just throwing on whatever she grabs from the closet.
But today she definitely dressed up deliberately, wearing a long knit top covering her super short skirt pants, with black thigh-high stockings on her legs.
Between the skirt pants and the black stockings, a stretch of dazzling white thigh—the legendary Absolute Domain!
Wanwan’s legs passed top-notch inspections, with the thigh flesh being just right, and the thigh-high stockings accentuate their fullness, looking even more luscious.
Makes you want to take a bite.
Su Wan bent her leg and lifted it slightly, gently nudging Lin Shuang with her knee, "Are you stunned staring at me?"
As she spoke, she also played with her hair strands.
"Look at you, so vain..." Lin Shuang lifted her skirt to peek at her pants, "Oh, it’s shorts... boring."
"Even if they are shorts, you can’t just lift up a beautiful girl’s skirt in the middle of the street!!!"
Lin Shuang laughed, "Since it’s pants, how could there be a hemline? It should be called a pant leg."
Wanwan slapped her thigh, and the flesh "duang~" bounced.
She raised her eyebrows at him, "Wanna touch?"
"A little bit tempted?" Lin Shuang could guess what she was going to say next.
Sure enough, Su Wan said, "Dream on! Maybe you’ll get to touch in your dreams."
"I’m mainly curious, these thigh-high socks of yours, won’t they slide down?"
Su Wan flipped the sock edge to show him, "Look, there’s anti-slip silicone inside."
Lin Shuang, with an expression of seeking knowledge, poked the silicone strips, "This design is pretty clever..."
As he spoke, he snatched the opportunity and pinched her thigh with lightning speed.
Hmm, the feel is indeed great!
This excellent sensation made Lin Shuang linger for a split second too long and he didn’t manage to escape in time.
Consequently, he was caught by Su Wan on the spot and kicked, "Lin Dasha! Are you looking to die?!"
Lin Shuang complained non-stop, "You should have worn a skirt! At least you wouldn’t dare to kick me so casually!"
Su Wan lifted her chin with pride, "I purposely wore skorts just so I could kick you."
"Then I’m truly honored."
The two of them frolicked under the sign of "Qing Mei" for a while, finally jostling their way into the milk tea shop.
Lingmeng, who had been following behind, had already fed herself enough with their display of affection and entered on her own.
I can’t feed on this display of affection anymore, need to save some room for the dinner later!
Yang Deyou and Fu Wenxue were inside helping to tidy up the small items. Lingmeng came over to complain, "The boss and the lady boss are getting along too well!"
Fu Wenxue held up a cup to examine it in the light, "Once she’s called the lady boss, of course, they’re getting along well, right?"
Su Wan’s outfit for today was also something this strategist helped with.
Goddess Su already looked devastatingly beautiful in casual wear, with a bit of dressing up, how could she not take down a mere childhood sweetheart?
Yang Deyou scratched his elbow and spoke up honestly, "Lin Shuang and Su Wan, they aren’t quite in that kind of relationship yet..."
Fu Wenxue swatted him, "It’s bound to happen sooner or later! You’re too honest, at this rate, you won’t be able to find a girlfriend!"
Yang Deyou murmured, "For now... I’m not planning on looking for one."
Lingmeng silently walked away on her own.
Why does it feel like I can still get a mouthful of affection here?!
Curse this three-dimensional world! Only the two-dimensional can bring warmth to her, wuu wuu wuu.
The interior of the milk tea shop was divided by hollowed-out partitions of traditional Chinese landscape paintings made from solid wood.
In the center of the hall stood a fake peach tree, stretching up to the ceiling with blossoms spreading across the canopy.
Beneath the tree was a clear spring, with crystal-clear waters housing some koi fish.
The fish were small for now, but after the shop opens, with customers feeding them daily, they’re sure to grow plump.
Above the clear spring was a small bridge – the scene of the peach blossom bridge over the water would definitely become a hot check-in spot later on.
The stream, through several dug channels, flowed into various places inside the milk tea shop.
Looking up, scrolls filled with poetry hung from the ceiling, and wooden bookshelves lined the walls, displaying many antique-looking books.
The order counter was also styled with aged wood and bamboo, incorporating refined and interesting mortise and tenon joints.
And fluttering above the counter were coarse cloth banners, listing the various signature menus of Qing Mei Milk Tea Shop.
Lin Shuang nodded in approval, "This is great, I could stay here every day."