Because he's a strange man?

Because you haven't gotten along?

Should be.

After a long time, Ning Qiluo's soft voice asked, "Are they gone?" ”

No sound back to her.

She slowly raised her head, and the closest thing to her was his jaw.

God's craft is better than Nuwa!

The eyelashes were very thick, and the high bridge of the nose was undulating like a mountain, and Ning Qiluo thought of accidentally hitting his nose in the car just now.

"Jiang Yingchi?"

"Hmm."

He answered, low and deep, still with the coldness that belonged to him.

Ning Qiluo asked, "Are they gone?" ”

"Gone." He replied.

"Oh."

Ning Qiluo immediately let go of him, lowered her head and didn't dare to let him see her crimson face, and said, "Thank you, Jiang Yingchi, if it weren't for you, I would definitely be photographed by them." ”

"You're welcome."

Qing Qing was cold and polite, which made Ning Qiluo suspect that he was an emotionless robot.

Finding that he was carrying a bag with two cups of milk tea in the bag, Ning Qiluo asked, "Do you also like to drink milk tea?" ”

"Nope."

His answer remained succinct.

Ning Qiluo finally looked up at him.

There are still a little bit of crimson on her face, white and red, which makes her face very delicate. Jiang Yingchi was restrained, did not show the slightest, and said in a faint voice: "It's your milk tea." ”

"Mine?"

Jiang Yingchi returned the milk tea to her, "You left it in my car." ”

Her two cups of milk tea didn't expect to be returned by Jiang Yingchi personally.

"I'm just going to go to the General's Mansion, so let's go together." He said.

couldn't hear the slightest deliberateness, but made Ning Qiluo feel his kindness.

Although he was a little afraid of Jiang Yingchi, he was actually a very good person, so Ning Qiluo did not refuse, and was escorted back to the car by him.

Inside the car.

Huang Zhuo saw his boss and went out with milk tea, so he coaxed his little girl back, and it seemed that the little girl was still willing to come back with him.

It is worthy of Mr. Jiang!

Sitting back in the car, Ning Qiluo found that the cup of milk tea she had just drunk was still there and no one moved.

So I took the cup of milk tea, took a big sip with the straw in my mouth.

Jiang Yingchi glanced at her meaningfully, "Don't you ask, has your milk tea ever been drunk?" ”

“…… Wow! Ahem! ”

The milk tea choked on the trachea and flowed out of the nose just now.

Ning Qiluo coughed, her little face flushed slightly, and she choked.

Jiang Yingchi raised his hand and patted her back, taking care of it: "Don't drink so quickly." ”

Ning Qiluo coughed for a while before she eased up, and the corners of her eyes turned red. This appearance once again made Jiang Yingchi's throat roll.

Ning Qiluo didn't notice Jiang Yingchi's expression, only noticed the cup of milk tea in her hand, and asked hesitantly: "Who is this cup of milk tea, who has drunk it?" ”

Jiang Yingchi: "No." ”

Huang Zhuo: "......" Yes, I saw it with my own eyes!

But if he dares to say it, he can pack his bags and go home for the New Year in advance.

Hearing Jiang Yingchi say no, Ning Qiluo was relieved, and laughed at him twice, but she didn't dare to continue drinking the cup of milk tea in her hand.

Thinking that Jiang Yingchi specially looked for her just now and returned the milk tea to her, she was grateful in her heart, so she took out the milk tea in the bag and gave him a cup: "Although I didn't buy milk tea with money, I can't finish two cups by myself, so I'll give you a drink?" Hmm, thank you. ”