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Chapter 67: These are the love words of the boss

 "No. 177 Zhizhiberryberry is ready for pickup."

Chu Yao took the fruit tea, raised the mask from her chin with her fingertips, and took a big sip of the fruit tea. There was a bit of satisfaction and laziness between her delicate brows and eyes.

Sweet and sour drinks are the best.

She felt a little better, took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, scanned it and said to the man: "Don't you want to add WeChat? Then add it."

After adding it, she will go to the next place to look for food.

Bo Nanxian's eyes darkened.

Isn’t this the woman who wants to add WeChat?

How did you become him?

But he didn't want to waste too much time worrying about this issue. He pursed his thin lips and silently took out his mobile phone and scanned Chu Yao's WeChat QR code.

Chu Yao passed the friend verification on the spot and transferred thirty-three yuan.

She handed the phone screen to the man to look at and said, "Switched, both clear."

After saying that, I walked to the place with more people in front.

She is going to buy some snacks, preferably spicy ones.

Chu Yao was so focused on finding delicious food that she didn't even notice that Bo Nanxian was still following her.

He actually wanted to leave, but the toothache hadn't gone away.

Now that we have achieved this step, we must complete the task today.

Chu Yao held on to the lower edge of her mask while drinking fruit tea.

She knew that she would never be famous enough to be recognized by the whole people, but she did not dare to take off her mask.

What should I do if I meet an anti-fan who is still alive and recognizes her and beats her up?

Although she is confident that she can beat the opponent, she is not confident that she can bear the consequences of hitting him.

It’s so humble.

Another day where I want to scold the dog system!

No, she needs to eat more delicious food to cure her bad mood.

Chu Yao's footsteps stopped in front of a skewers shop, her eyes shining brightly as she stared at the sizzling squid, sizzling pig's trotters, and sizzling treasures in the hands of the clerk...

You can smell the alluring fragrance through the mask.

Chuyao couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

She couldn't help but place her order: "I want ten skewers of squid, ten skewers of palm treasure, and two skewers of pig's trotters."

"Okay, it's forty yuan in total, I'll pay you."

Just as Chu Yao was about to open the payment code, that familiar hand stretched out from behind her again.

"Dip, payment successful."

Chu Yao's pretty eyebrows frowned tightly, and she turned to look at Bo Nanxian again, "What do you mean?"

"Anyway, I already owe you once. I don't mind letting you owe me a few more times." The man's voice was low and slow, with a careless tone.

Most of Chu Yao's beautiful face was covered by the mask. Otherwise, Bo Nanxian would have seen the words "I don't understand" written all over her face.

After he paid the money, she would transfer it to him and he would collect the money. Wouldn’t it be troublesome?

But the dog man had already given him the money, so Chu Yao had no choice but to angrily transfer 40 yuan to him on her mobile phone.

Without saying anything more to the other party, he turned around and stared at the food on the iron plate.

Three minutes later, Chu Yao got the skewers.

She slung the milk tea and skewers on her forearms, holding the mask in one hand, and holding the skewers in her other hand and bringing them to her mouth.

Bo Nanxian walked slowly behind her, and this time she noticed.

After walking a few steps, Chuyao couldn't help but stop and question him: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Bo Nanxian looked at her charming peach blossom eyes through black-rimmed glasses and said calmly: "Aren't you going to celebrate the divorce?"

"Then you go celebrate and buy your own food. Why are you following me?"

"I don't eat these things, so watching you celebrate is enough."

Chuyao blinked blankly: "Is there still such an operation?"

The book-traveling system was excited: [Oh my God, is this the boss’s love story? If you eat it, it means I eat it, so it’s enough for me to see you eat it! This is so good!]

Chuyao:【???】

No over-interpretation!

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