Chapter 1181: Cold War for Two (3)
Qianli looked confused.
She looked at Emperor Yetong in a daze, completely unable to understand what he was thinking......
Why did she come to soak it?
Don't they all taste the same?
Chiri sat on the sofa chair in the reception and did not move.
Her misty blue eyes looked straight at the Emperor Night Hitomi, and the eyes of everyone around her looked straight at her.
The heroic face of the emperor's night pupil was cold and terrifying in such a silent atmosphere.
He stepped forward and asked, "What are you still sitting for?" β
The female clerk in the back also stepped forward, looking at Qianli with envy and hatred, if the eyes could kill...... That Qianli is estimated to be full of holes.
"Why are you going to go to me?"
Qianli looked at Emperor Yetong in confusion, and her tone was relatively cold.
"I'm thirsty. β
"Didn't she already soak you?"
"Who?"
He frowned.
Chiri, on the other hand, pointed to the female clerk not far away and said, "There! β
As he spoke, his voice became bad, "Since everyone else has soaked you, why do you still drink my bubble?!" β
Inexplicable, okay?!
Seeing her menacing gaze, the anger between the emperor's eyes dissipated a little, and he asked in a cold tone, but the golden pupils were dyed with a bit of indescribable anticipation, "What?" Do you still care? β
It's just that the expectation is hidden so deep that Qianli doesn't see it at all......
"Of course I do!"
Qianli opened her mouth and said, "You don't have trouble, you don't drink it and let me soak it, why is it so difficult to serve?" β
And.
If he doesn't drink it if he soaks it himself, then she ...... Forget it, don't think about it!
"I'm hard to serve?!"
Emperor Ye's temples jumped suddenly, and the golden pupils then went on the lunar calendar, completely like a child yelling there, "Drinking a cup of tea is called difficult to serve?" Then who do you think is easy to serve, Quan Zhantian or Xue Zhe, huh?! β
Why is this problem again?
He's still holding on to it, isn't he......???
Qianli glared at him, "It's none of their business. β
"Who's the business?"
"I ......"
Qianli looked at the steaming cup of tea in the female clerk's hand, and said negatively, "Anyway, if she brews it for you, I won't make it for you!" β
As soon as the words fell, the Emperor Night Hitomi walked straight in the direction of the female staff.
The female staff's eyes were full of expectation, could it be that Emperor Shao finally planned to drink the tea she made?
She said delicately, "Emperor Shao...... Yes! β
The next second.
With a wave of his hand, Emperor Yetong directly knocked over the teacup in her hand, and the aura on her body was domineering.
"Emperor, Emperor Shao?!"
The female clerk was dumbfounded, she couldn't understand why Di Shao made such a move, fortunately the tea was not hot, otherwise it would have hurt to death if it was sprinkled on her body, and her two eyes looked at Di Ye Hitomi incredulously, as if she was waiting for his explanation.
However, Emperor Yetong didn't look at her at all.
He just turned around and stared at Qianli, "Is it okay now?" β
Qianli: "......"
She stared in amazement at the handmade Italian carpet draped on the floor, a sumptuous magenta, which was now slowly transforming into a deep dark red because it was soaked in tea......
This stinky man...... Why are you so naΓ―ve!
Why did you trouble her, and after letting someone else make tea, she beat it out?
Neurotic bar!
The female staff was also frightened, looking at the emperor with an aggrieved expression, not daring to say a word.
Emperor Ye Hitomi still repeated, "Don't go to soak yet?" β
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