Blushed by Guan Qiyou's scorching gaze, Xuewei's heartbeat suddenly increased. She stepped back defensively and scolded: "Guan Qiyou, are you... okay?"
Guan Qiyou withdrew his gaze. After a moment, when he looked at Xuewei again, he became extremely evil again, "Haha, why are you in a hurry? I said, sit down and let's talk slowly. Of course, if you don't want to talk,
, I won’t force it either.”
"..." Xuewei knew that she had fallen into Guan Qiyou's trap again. What else could she do besides listen to him and sit down? It was impossible for her not to care about matters related to Tianze. Guan Qiyou had complete control over her.
psychology.
Xuewei looked at him with squinted eyes, finally turned around and sat down on the chair.
Guan Qiyou smiled with satisfaction, and then he made a move that surprised Xuewei. He stood up from his seat, then simply turned off the computer, carried his midnight snack, and walked to
Xuewei sat down opposite her, and his late-night snacks were placed on the small table between the two of them.
"Since we are chatting, it feels more comfortable like this." Guan Qiyou crossed his slender legs leisurely, took a sip of milk, and began to taste the banana shrimp roll made by Xuewei.
He chewed carefully and tasted slowly. When he finally finished a shrimp roll, he nodded with satisfaction and did not hesitate to praise, "Well, it is indeed very delicious. No wonder Tianze misses it every day.
I'm full of praise! The craftsmanship is very good." Guan Qiyou gave a thumbs up, picked up the second one with unsatisfied taste, and then tasted it.
Seeing him eating the shrimp rolls on the plate one by one, he looked comfortable and satisfied, but there was still no intention of opening his mouth. Xuewei couldn't hold back her anger. She felt that she was being played by Guan Qiyou again.
It's really shameless to use Tianze as an excuse to keep her when he obviously has nothing to say.
"Guan Qiyou, since you have nothing to say, I'll leave first. I'm very tired and want to go to bed early." Xue Wei stood up suddenly and said suppressing her slight anger.
Guan Qiyou raised his narrow eyes and said seriously: "Don't you know that you don't talk when you eat, and you don't talk when you sleep?"
"..." Xuewei completely understood what a real scoundrel is.
Guan Qiyou pointed to the chair again, and said gently but unwillingly: "Sit down, there are only two left. I will tell you when you finish eating."
Xuewei looked at him bitterly, but finally endured it and sat down as he was told.
Finally, she watched Guan Qiyou finish the last two shrimp rolls on the plate. Then, he picked up the milk and took a few sips slowly. Then he put down the cup, wiped his mouth with great satisfaction, and looked at Xue Xue.
Wei said: "Okay, we can start."
Xuewei looked at him angrily, "Then tell me, I'm all ears."
"Okay, then... let me ask a very straightforward question first. When are you going to let Tianze call me daddy? Tianze is my son. You also heard it today. He calls me Uncle Guan.
Everyone calls Shao Junyan Daddy, should this title be changed?" Guan Qiyou got straight to the point, and the question at the beginning was very sharp. The issue of this title has always been a thorn in his heart. He
I want to pull it out, but I can't. Pulling it out will only pull the flesh and blood, and if I don't pull it out, I will be tortured every time, and the feeling is no less than painful.