Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

The clerk returned to the front desk in silence, and his subordinate's voice immediately came through the invisible earphone.

"Sir, Bo Zhixun has taken the bait."

Huai Siming glanced in the direction of the girl, smiled, took the cup and cleaned it, and said in a nonchalant voice: "Well, keep an eye on him, don't let him run away."

"Yes." The voice in the invisible earphones became quiet.

Cen Nanqi followed the movement and saw the clerk coming to her with a bowl of sour plum soup.

Huai Siming put down the sour plum soup on the plate, looked at the girl with lowered eyes, and said in a fake voice: "Miss, this is the sour plum soup in our store. Drinking some will help with digestion."

"I'm sorry about that. I haven't liked sour plum soup since I was a child. It's okay. I can just take my time. Thank you." Cen Nanqi raised his hand and declined politely.

In fact, it's not that Cen Nanqi doesn't like to drink sour plum soup, it's just that she doesn't like to drink the sour plum soup outside. She always feels that it tastes like water, so Xiaohua's sour plum soup suits her very well.

Huai Siming: "..."

"It's okay, you can try it. I'll put it here for you first." The clerk's smile under the mask was very forced, and he turned around and prepared to go back.

Cen Nanqi, who noticed the situation, said: "Please wait a moment."

A faint smile bloomed on the corners of Huai Siming's lips. He turned around, looked at the girl who called him, and asked softly in a fake voice: "Distinguished guest, do you need any help?"

"You have difficulty moving, so ignore me for the rest of the time." Cen Nanqi expressed his meaning straightforwardly.

"Guest, do you dislike me?" Huai Siming's eyes dropped brightly, but his words were extremely sad.

"No, I just want to say you don't pay attention to me and take a rest." Cen Nanqi responded frantically when he saw this.

Seeing that the girl was at a loss for words, Huai Siming slowly smiled and said to the girl in a warm voice: "It doesn't matter to me, it's just that I want to do it."

Nan Qi, you always show your kindness to a stranger.

It was like the first time I met you and you gave me a carton of milk.

Even though I was so dirty, you handed me a box of warm milk. The sun was setting that day, and the red clouds were thousands of miles behind you. All the beauty and purity were only due to you. You were against the glow, looking at the dirty With my dirty blood, I can’t help but want to get my hands on your whiteness.

If Cen Nanqi knew that so many things happened because of the bottle of milk, he would definitely regret it. If he could wear it back, he would force himself to drink the bottle even if he didn't like milk. He wouldn't even give him the milk bottle. ! !

Are you afraid that he will go crazy in the future and cause trouble for her because of the bottle of milk?

From now on, she will have nothing to do with his life trajectory, and her life will be smooth and perfect.

(Actually, Huai Siming discovered in later observations that the girl didn’t like drinking milk, but he didn’t want to believe that that day was just a coincidence, so he quickly found another reason for the girl, one that satisfied himself. )

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Bo Zhixun followed the group of people lightly, his usually cold eyes becoming somewhat solemn.

Where will they carry the person who just had a conflict with them? Will this matter affect them? Will it cause harm to my sister?

Bo Zhixun thought and took a few steps forward.

On the surveillance screen, the man in black was monitoring Bo Zhixun's every move.

"Boss, we're here~~" After experiencing the driver's extreme racing, Assistant Xu said in a somewhat hollow voice.

Bo Chaojin didn't dare to waste a second. He opened the door and strode inside without waiting for the driver to open the door.

"Old Xu, how many times have you tried, haven't you developed your endurance yet?" The driver looked back at Assistant Xu who opened the door and sneered.