Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

Meng Qingqing was so ashamed that she almost buried her head in her knees, and just when she felt ashamed to face others, Han Ruyu said again, "You don't have to be so embarrassed, what are you afraid of if you don't have good acting skills? I don’t know that it’s shameful to try hard, I used to have poor acting skills..."

What?
There are times when Big Brother Han has bad acting skills?
Meng Qingqing couldn't bear it any longer, and said quietly, "I've seen your plays, and they're all very good..."

"That's now..." Han Ruyu said, and frowned impatiently at the manager behind him, "Why hasn't the milk been brought yet?"

"Ancestor, wait a minute, you'll be here soon, you'll be so anxious if you don't drink for a while?" The manager complained, but still called to urge him.

Meng Qingqing asked curiously, "Do you like drinking milk?"

Before Han Ruyu could speak, the manager complained, "That's right, I've never seen a big man who likes to drink milk. Do you know what else he wants to drink milk? He doesn't drink anything, but he wants to drink pure milk." Milk, if you buy the wrong milk and lose your temper, it’s hard to take care of me, I’m a manager, not an old lady.”

This broker...

How dare I complain.

Han Ruyu didn't look angry at all, and remained silent.

In less than half a minute, the milk was delivered, and Han Ruyu hurriedly took it in his hand and drank it slowly. He also took a box and handed it to Meng Qingqing, "Try it too, it's very good."

Meng Qingqing had no choice but to take it, inserted the straw, and drank slowly. When she drank milk, she liked to nibble the straw lightly, and then inhaled little by little. The strong milk fragrance invaded her mouth inch by inch, and she felt even The blood became fragrant, and she drank it slowly, savoring it little by little.

Han Rujia took a look, then suddenly stopped in a daze, and his gaze fell straight on her face.

After watching for a while, his voice became hoarse, "You also drink milk like this?"

What?Meng Qingqing was puzzled.

Han Ruyu immediately put away the emotion in his eyes and smiled, "I used to have an older brother who drank pure milk like you, biting a straw, and could drink a bottle of milk for half a day. Do you think there is any man like this? Drink? However, I still don’t know how to learn.”

As he spoke, he finished drinking the carton of milk in his hand.

Meng Qingqing listened, and then looked at the milk that she took two sips, and felt that she could drink it for a long time before finishing it.

Han Ruba's eyes couldn't help lingering on Meng Qingqing, as if he was looking at someone else through her. He suddenly asked, "Where... is your mother? What's your mother's last name?"

Why did you ask her mother again?Meng Qingqing felt that Boss Han was really baffled, but she had no choice but to answer honestly, "My mother's surname is Nan."

Han Ruyu was startled, "What about your father? What's your father's last name?"

Are you investigating accounts?Does Mr. Han still have this hobby?Meng Qingqing was helpless, "My surname is Meng, and my father's surname must be Meng."

"The surname is Meng..." Han Ruyu's voice became longer and lower, and he almost lost his voice. The gleam in his eyes gradually disappeared and never disappeared again, but it recovered soon. Gaining peace, he sat quietly aside, as if it wasn't him who lost his composure before.

Meng Qingqing was confused and drank the milk silently, not daring to ask.

The scene with Mr. Han lasted all afternoon. I drank that carton of milk intermittently, and it took me an entire afternoon to finish it.