Chapter 33： Sweet

Chapter 33 Sweet

The documents were combined, and Huo Yunque sounded, "Huo Qi——"

"Yes! What's your order, sir?"

"You go..." The man paused slightly, his gaze shifted to the right, and finally landed on a petty bourgeois shop, "Go buy her a drink."

"Ah? Who is it for?" Huo Qi was stunned, but didn't react for a while.

As soon as he finished speaking, he met the man's long, narrow and cold eyes, and Huo Qiyi suddenly realized.

"Mr. is Miss Song?" He pushed the door and got out of the car, trot two steps and then turned back and asked, "Mr., what flavor do you want to buy?"

Taste?

Huo Yunque pinched the Buddha beads on his wrist, his forehead swept his eyelids, and the bridge of his nose was a shadow.

After a long time, faintly uttered two words, "Sweet."

Huo Qi staggered, noticing that the coldness on her husband's body was getting stronger and stronger, he turned around and ran.

He is also an idiot. How can someone like a sir who never touched a drink be able to distinguish the various flavors of milk tea?

Huo Qi took the order, and brushed shoulders with a male student carrying milk tea before entering the door.

Naturally, he didn't notice. The boy was holding the milk tea and looked towards the school gate. When he saw a pretty figure, his eyes lit up and he ran towards the girl quickly.

"Song Jingwan!"

Song Yaoya heard the movement and didn't even move his eyes.

She stared at the ground, and there was an ant flying through the crowd.

Song Jingwan closed her long hair tossed by the wind and looked at the place where the sound was made with a smile. When she saw her classmates, she smiled deeper, "Meng student? Is there anything you can do with me?"

Meng Hang looked at her smile foolishly, his face flushed. Holding the milk tea and handing it over, "Please, please drink milk tea."

"Wow!"

Song Jingwan blinked, somewhat surprised, "Did you buy it for me?"

She took it with a smile, knowing the other person's thoughts, but pretending to not understand, "Thank you, then I will ask you back next day."

"No, no need! As long as you like it. Then-see you tomorrow!" The boy blushed and finished quickly, and ran with hands and feet.

"Tsk—"

As soon as the boy left, Song Jingwan sneered, playing with the milk tea in her hand disgustingly.

"Hey, let's drink this for you." As if she was a charity, she handed the milk tea to Song Yaoyao beside her.

Song Yaoya raised her head and looked into Song Jingwan's eyes, "It was given to you by someone else."

"I know, but what about that? Does everyone give me milk tea, do I have to drink it? I will be fat." Song Jingwan smiled hypocritically, with a slight smug between her eyebrows, "Besides, others used to Isn’t all the milk tea you gave me for you?"

Song Yaoya was holding his schoolbag and did not understand Song Jingwan's behavior.

"You will be punished for ruining people's minds so much."

She finished speaking lightly, turned her head and continued to look at the ground, but the ant was gone.

Song Jingwan said that she was born with a golden spoon, and her parents have loved her since she was young. But Song Yaoya didn't show her any good qualities, but was full of hypocrisy and meanness.

Sanguan has long been crooked into the bones.

"Retribution? Okay, I'm waiting! A cup of milk tea just wants to win my heart, it's too naive." Song Jingwan dismissed it, and glanced at Song Yaoyao, "Will you drink milk tea? If you don't drink it, I will-- "

"Miss Song!"

The familiar voice made Song Yaoyao's tense little face instantly softened, her eyes were shining, and she saw Huo Qizheng walking towards her with milk tea and dessert.

Yaoyao: Do ​​you see me rare?

(End of this chapter)