Chapter 671: Little Friend, Please
"Once a lot of things are decided, you can't go back. That's what it is. β
"I can't go back, and I can't look back."
"So I can only rely on my own choices, try to make things less bad, and finally have a good outcome."
Qi Shaoan's voice was mixed with the noise around him, and the two of them happened to walk to the door of the supermarket. Yan Muye did not answer either an affirmative answer or a negative answer. Qi Shaoan's heart went up and down like this.
Yan Muye hooked her lips slightly, and just stopped at a mobile phone advertisement endorsed by Bai Wuwu.
"He's really talented, and I don't think you made the wrong choice."
After Yan Muye said this, he went directly into the supermarket. Qi Shaoan didn't know what Yan Muye meant, so he could only speed up his pace and try to catch up with the footsteps of the people in front of him.
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"Eggplant, cucumber, tomatoes. Green peppers, kidney beans, zucchini. β
Yan Muye's eyes lingered over these vegetables, and Qi Shaoan followed behind Yan Muye.
"Bai Wuwu's complexion is a little too fair." Yan Muye said to herself while picking the tomatoes in her hand.
Qi Shaoan is not familiar with picking vegetables or anything, and he is not an expert. I can only nod: "Yes, he has a lot of work pressure, mainly because his diet is too irregular." What are you eating at home these days? β
Yan Muye did not shy away from it: "The takeout ordered." β
"If I'm not mistaken, he's probably malnourished."
Qi Shaoan just wanted a mouthful of blood gushing out at the moment. Yan Muye actually knew about this kind of thing, and he could see it by looking at his face.
"Yes."
Yan Muye just finished picking out the tomatoes in his hand: "You take these things to the scales, and I'll go buy a few bottles of soy sauce." β
Qi Shaoan: "Okay." β
Qi Shaoan gradually walked towards the process. Mu Ye walked up to a man and tilted his chin at him curiously: "Were you calling me just now?" β
"You don't know me, do you?"
The man standing in front of the yogurt section had a calm face, tall and straight. As if sensing the movement on her side, the head of the person beside her turned slightly away, and the eyes that were secretive were sharp and cold, full of intimidation.
Bai Yuxiao slowly retracted his hand and looked at Yan Muye through the light in the freezer next to him, and suddenly for a few moments, he was a little distracted. Sure enough, it's like, it's surprisingly like.
"Isn't it good, you haven't answered my question yet?"
"It seems that now even if you don't tell me the answer, I already know, the look on your face and the things in your eyes have betrayed you."
At this point, Bai Yuxiao's originally slender fingertips reached out to the freezer, and then took out a bottle of yogurt from it.
"Kid, please drink."
Yan Muye's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, the person in front of him actually came to call his child, is he so young?
Yan Muye didn't answer, but couldn't help but look at the front a few more times: "Say, what is your identity?" β
Bai Yuxiao sneered inexplicably. Yan Muye lowered his head, and then saw the circle of white gauze on his hand. It seemed that his right hand was injured, and he had just used his left hand, which seemed to be as nimble as his right hand.
"The two of us areβ"
Before Bai Yuxiao's answer could be spoken, Qi Shao'an walked over in the distance.