Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 163 Qiuqiu Take Me To Score [11]

Su Yihe looked at Yan Zhiqiu suspiciously while holding the can of Wangzai milk and asked, "Captain, which childish ghost asked you to buy this?"

Yan Zhiqiu paused when he took off the mask, and put the mask in his pocket without changing his face.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and walked in front of Su Yihe calmly.

The voice was cold and flat, "Mine."

As he spoke, he took the little red can and went up the stairs.

Su Yihe with a confused face was left behind:? ? ?

The can of Wangzai milk just now belonged to the captain?

Captain's? ?

Captain's! ?

Su Yihe looked shocked, and put down the potato chips and Red Bull in his hands.

He shook Lu Chuan's shoulder in disbelief, "Hey! Old Lu, did you hear that just now? The captain said that the can of Wangzai milk belonged to him?"

"My God! I don't have tinnitus, don't I have vertigo?"

"The captain's ascetic and serious facial paralysis will drink the sweet and greasy Wangzai milk that children only drink? Doesn't he not touch anything except coffee??"

Su Yihe's eyes widened suddenly, and he said nervously, "Tell me, the captain must have been stimulated by something, right?"

Lu Chuan frowned, and impatiently removed the hand that was holding onto his shoulder, "If you're so curious, then you can ask the captain."

Hearing this, Su Yihe gave Lu Chuan a blank look, "If I had the guts, would I still guess here?"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly, took the can of Red Bull off the table, and went up the stairs.

Su Yihe in the lobby was stunned for a moment, but before he could recover, he immediately put his hips on his hips and stared at him.

"Hey, Lu Chuan! Lu Chuan! You took my Red Bull! Mine!"

"Okay, stop shouting." Jiang Fangzhou walked over and stuffed a bottle of Yakult into his hand.

At the same time, Jiang Fangzhou took a sip of Yakult and muttered, "What happened to the captain tonight? Why did he suddenly buy so much milk? It's really strange..."

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The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a minute later, the bathroom door was opened.

The mist came out of the bathroom, and the slender figure of the young man came out of the bathroom.

Yan Zhiqiu was wearing a comfortable bathrobe, holding a towel in the other hand to wipe her wet short hair.

When passing by the desk, the boy's footsteps stopped.

His plain eyes fell on the can of Wangzai milk on the table.

Yan Zhiqiu's eyes were indifferent, and his dark pupils stared at the grinning little doll.

After a long silence, the indifferent young man stretched out his fingertips, took the can of Wangzai milk, and pulled the tab.

A trace of hesitation appeared on the indifferent face, and the bland brows were also slightly frowned.

Then, he took a sip.

His dark pupils froze instantly, and there was a hint of surprise in them.

Rich milk flavor, sweet fermented.

I would never have touched it before, but for some reason now, I don't feel repulsed.

Even, there are some favorites.

The smell of milk is similar to that of the girl in the supermarket.

A faint smile flashed in his cold eyes, which was gentle and gentle.

This reminded him of the scene he saw in the supermarket just now.

The expressionless girl pursed her mouth, her shallow eyes were fixed on the Wangzai milk on the shelf.

Standing on tiptoe is extremely difficult.

It was obviously very strenuous and difficult, but one person silently stretched out his arm to get it.

In fact, you can call the waiter for help.

I was almost able to get the Wangzai milk, but accidentally pushed the Wangzai milk into it.

At that moment, between the furrowed brows, the look of annoyance made him bend his eyes uncontrollably.

Walked over unconsciously, and took down the can of Wangzai milk.

In fact, I was still nervous at that moment.

It's a strange feeling that I have never approached a person proactively.

A little nervous, a little scared.

(End of this chapter)