Holding the soft spot in his hands and walking back slowly, Chang Che couldn't help but feel a little sweet in his heart. He was in a good mood and hummed a little tune. He saw a snack bar and bought some of Qiong Ying's favorite snacks.
Returning to his seat, he suppressed the sweet smile that always hung on his lips and stuffed the milk tea into her hand.
Didn't say anything either.
Qiongying took the milk tea and frowned slightly.
"Why isn't it the flavor I want?"
"Sold out." He said coldly.
Qiongying stared at the beautiful words " soft spot " on the side of the milk tea cup, and frowned again: "What is this, soft spot?"
"Oh, I don't have the flavor you want, so I let the milk tea girl choose a cup at random. Why do you have a soft spot? It's not all milk tea. Why do you ask so much? If you like it or not, I'll give you a straw." Chang Che saw her frowning.
Feeling unhappy, I pushed the straw into her hand and pretended not to mess with me.
Qiong Ying lowered her head and looked at the soft spot in her hand, and said non-no, "Okay, thank you."
She didn't care anymore, thinking that maybe the milk tea girl had made her own decision.
She actually knew this Couple's Milk Tea because she was new here and was new to everything. Yesterday, a classmate bought a cup of Couple's Milk Tea. She glanced at him secretly and saw that he had no expression, and she didn't want to find out if there was another meaning.
However, when she was halfway through drinking, the milk tea in her hand was suddenly taken away from her. She turned around in surprise: "What are you doing?"
Chang Che bit her habit, took a few sips, and returned the milk tea to her hand: "I'm thirsty."
Chang Che replied calmly.
"Don't you know how to buy an extra cup?" Qiong Ying hummed and continued to drink milk tea and watch the game.
It seemed that from beginning to end, she didn't realize that what she had drank had been drunk by him.
Chang Che raised his chin in thought.
She also ate the cake and milk tea he had at the cinema last night. Is this girl used to it or did she not notice this kind of intimate sharing?
Intimate sharing.
These five words swayed in his mind, and Chang Che suddenly felt better again. Then he smiled and said, "Didn't I say that you also have a competition? Why are you just sitting here watching?"
"It's my turn in the afternoon." Qiong Ying muttered, and then she explained: "The competition is determined by drawing lots, and the time is determined by the organizing committee. I can't know it in advance."
Such calm communication seems easier to get along with.
Chang Che still had a nice smile on his lips, looking at her profile: "Does the milk tea taste good?"
"so so."
"Yingying," he said, his voice as sweet as if he was talking in his sleep. Qiongying's heart trembled inexplicably, "What are you doing?"
At this moment, the phone rang out of nowhere, and the little ambiguity that Chang Che had just brewed up was instantly shattered. His face sank slightly, he picked up the phone and thought to himself: This call had better be important enough, otherwise he wouldn't mind breaking it.
That person's neck.
Chang Che held the phone, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he listened for two minutes with a completely business-like attitude. He responded without any expression: "I understand, monitor closely, make sure it is poison, take the person back to the base, and then give it to him
I'll call you back."
Half a month ago, someone under his command caught a glimpse of poison in Bali. Chang Che had people track this information for half a month, and now he has some clues.
Poison, the woman who left his world like a cannon fire, if she was really still alive, he hoped she would live well.
Chang Che hung up the phone. It was basically the end of the game and people started leaving.