"Cheapskate!"
Su Yan muttered, nostalgically looking at all kinds of ice cream in the fridge, deflated her mouth, and went in to get a wet paper towel.
When I came out, I saw that the man was lightly standing in front of the counter playing with his mobile phone.
Su Yan's eyes lit up, slipped past quietly, tiptoed to peek, but only saw a screen of dense data.
The man raised his eyebrows, turned his fingers slightly, put his mobile phone in the palm of his hand and glanced back at her.
The voice was cold and pleasant, "what are you doing?"
Peeking at the captured bag, Su Yan spits out his tongue.
Looking at him eagerly, "master, are you a hacker?"
Qiao Ye glanced at her and raised his hand slowly.
When Su Yan was unprepared, she bent her fingers and knocked on her forehead.
"Why are there so many messy ideas in my head at a young age?"
Hackers?
He chuckled and pulled out his wallet to pay the bill.
Su Yan took a bite of ice cream and bent her eyes.
Looking at Qiao ye, he found that the other party had not left, but stayed in place. He didn't know what he was waiting for.
She opened her mouth and was about to ask.
The supermarket owner suddenly came over with a paper box with the words of so and so ice cream on it.
Then she heard the boss's advice: "take this back and put it in the refrigerator as soon as possible. It's too hot and easy to melt."
Qiao Ye hooked his lips and nodded.
Suddenly I heard an excited scream behind my head, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.
"Ah!! Shifu, I love you so much!!"
Qiao Ye's eyelids jumped, he immediately regained consciousness, and his body quickly dodged aside. The next second, he saw the little girl jump to his previous position, holding a half eaten ice cream in her hand.
"Ah --"
Su Yan threw herself into the air and fell forward unprepared.
Qiao Ye held his forehead, stretched out his long arm and stopped the man's belt back.
The little girl seemed to be scared and had not recovered her mind. Her small mouth was moist and pink, and her big eyes were full of confusion and panic.
Qiao Ye held her slender waist in one hand and her wrist in the other to prevent her ice cream from getting on his shirt.
The little girl in her arms is thin and delicate.
Qiao Ye pursed his lips and clenched her arm, "stand well."
Qiao Ye vomited a foul breath and was about to reach out to pick up the box of ice cream he bought.
The waist was suddenly surrounded.
The little girl jumped around in his arms excitedly, "ah, ah, master father ~ I knew master father was the best to me ~ hum ~"
Qiao Ye frowned enough to kill the fly.
His thin eyelids drooped and looked at the little girl's clean black eyes. He felt toothache.
He held two fingers together, put them against her forehead and pushed her away a little.
The cold voice was low, with a warning.
"Don't talk nonsense, don't move. And --" he paused slightly. "If you don't loosen up, you'll have to eat ice cream water."
Su Yan immediately released.