"How many?"

Young Master Qin may be deaf.

The female nurse repeated, "Pineapple buns, 3 yuan, sold across the street."

Qin Tao looked at the bag in his hand. How much he didn't love him and didn't care about him. He gave him a 3 yuan bag to fill his stomach. The bags he usually gave out started at 30,000 yuan.

At least buy one for 5 yuan to give you some comfort.

Wanwan didn't know that Min Xingzhou wouldn't come tonight, so she stopped Qin Tao outside and said, "Why isn't that Min guy here?"

Call the man named Min.

Brothers and sisters have a fighting chance, no wonder they are brother and sister.

Qin Tao swallowed a mouthful of bread and said, "Put it in your trouser pocket."

Wanwan snorted, "Be more serious."

"People are busy." Qin Tao put his arms on the table, "Isn't it like me that you don't do your job properly?"

Wanwan doesn't like Qin Tao's idleness, but he enjoys eating the buns. Has the young master seen this before?

"Are you really unwilling to give up?"

Qin Tao handed over half of the bread and said, "Unless a person dies, his heart will never die."
Chapter completed!