Chapter 18 Milk Tea Cat Ears, It's So Sweet

Borrowing water?

Do you drink a glass of water together?

Are you sure you're not looking for the wrong person for such a private act?

Although Ye Wanmian is very confident in his appearance, the peach blossom luck that fell from the sky is too unreal.

"You should still have hot water in your thermos." The cat-eared girl asked.

"Yes, yes, but don't you mind if I use it?" Ye Wanmian said suspiciously.

"I've observed, you haven't drunk it all the time." The cat-eared girl was sure of her judgment.

I have to say that no matter what era a man is in, when facing a beautiful girl, he will not be too calm, hormones control the brain, there is no way.

Ye Yumian quickly handed his thermos pot behind him: "Be careful of scalding, the quality of this kettle is very good, and the heat preservation effect is very good." ”

The cat-eared girl nodded, tore open a packet of milk tea, poured it into her own water cup, tore open a packet of saccharin and poured it in, then thought about it, tore open the second packet of saccharin and poured it in, and finally unscrewed the thermos pot with lingering leaves, filled her cup with water, and conjured a small spoon like magic, stirring gently.

Followed by.

The cat-eared girl suddenly lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and licked it carefully.

Ye Wanmian could clearly observe that the girl with cat ears frowned very seriously, and then reached out and tore open the third packet of saccharin, and poured the whole bag into the water cup.

lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, tasted it again, stretched his brows, and then returned the thermos pot to Ye Wanmian with satisfaction.

Milk tea brewed.

A layer of sweet milk fragrance began to waft from the tip of Ye Wanmian's nose, and he shook his head, he got up and unsubscribed from "New Lectures on Mecha Dynamic Architecture", stuffed it back into the bookshelf, and then went to the retrieval system to select a copy of "Analysis of the Pros and Cons of Mecha Shock Absorbers", pay for energy points, check the location, and pick up the book.

When Ye Wanmiao returned to his seat, the cat-eared girl behind him unexpectedly conjured up another piece of sweet cake, which was the kind of pastry that was very sweet just by looking at it.

Take a sip of milk tea, eat a bite of sweet cake, take a sip of milk tea, eat a bite of sweet cake...... The sweetness is separated by a meter, and Ye Wanmiao can smell the density, and subconsciously said: "Don't eat too many sweets, it's easy to gain weight if you eat too much." ”

The cat-eared girl raised her head slightly, her eyelashes flickered a few times, and then said, "A foodie who doesn't eat sweets is not a good foodie, and a life without sweets is not a good life." ”

"And ...... Am I fat? ”

This question is actually quite easy to answer.

But Ye lingered to live to the nineteenth year, and to be honest, he was still a chick. I used to be thinking about how to live, where was I in the mood to think about the girl, and he was still waiting for this cat ear to say thank you. Of course, Ye Langmian is definitely not a fool, and he always knows that he can't continue to dwell on this issue, and there will be no good results.

But he didn't want to continue, and people were still waiting for the answer: "Am I fat?" ”

Almost at the same time, the cat-eared girl secretly took a breath and tightened her stomach a little, a very subtle and hidden little movement.

"Huh."

"But I saw it."

The corner of Ye Wanmian's eyes lit up, and he muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, it's not as thin as my sister." ”

Cat-Eared Girl: "......?" ”

Ye Wanmian glanced at the cat-eared girl very seriously, and then said, "Slightly fat." ”

The cat-eared girl looked down at herself: "Micro? Fat? ”

"Classmate, where am I slight?"

"Where am I fat?"

"Are you nearsighted?"

"Humph!"

"No matter how fat you are, you're not as fat!"

Ye Wanmian shrugged, didn't speak, sat down and prepared to continue reading the book, he thought that the conversation could end here, and then, he found that he seemed to be too naΓ―ve.

The cat-eared girl didn't even care about sweets, so she pouted and began to play the leaves with paper balls, flicking one after another, and the bullet was full of resentment: "Let you say I'm fat, let you say I'm fat, you're fat, your whole family is fat, you're fat!" Fat to death! ”

There was like a fly in his ear, Ye Wanmian had no way to read the book well, and after enduring it for a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the girl behind him in a daze.

The cat-eared girl was stunned for a moment, and directly pursed her mouth higher: "What do you want to do?" Ready to bully a girl? ”

Ye Wanmian said without blinking: "I am fat to make you look thin, lest I lose weight and look ugly." ”

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"Are you skinny?"

"Look like I'm ugly?"

"Ugly sister, can't you speak!"

"My name is Ding Maoer, I remember you, you wait for me!" Leaving a cruel sentence, Ding Maoer stomped her feet and left, she was about to be angry to death, and there was no way to continue reading this book.

The expression is super fierce.

But the ferocity is not thorough enough.

Turning his head, avoiding Ye Wanmian's eyes, Ding Maoer's expression suddenly became very subtle, I can't tell what it feels like, but it is definitely not angry, it can even be said that it is a little clever, a little cunning, and a little conspiracy succeeds.

Ding Maoer seems to be very proud of his performance and feels good about himself.

As everyone knows.

Ye Wanmian behind him also changed his face, his brows were tightly locked, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his face was full of words: "This girl has a problem, this girl must have a problem, one hundred and two percent of the problem is a female liar who came to touch porcelain." ”

The essence of the drama sees the essence of the play, and one essence is better than the other.

Maybe he was in too much of a hurry, Ding Maoer's milk tea and sweet cakes were not taken away, and there was still a magazine on the table, which was opened.

Ye Wanmian glanced at it casually, and actually saw his name, which was covered by a line of big words: "A pioneering modification plan for agricultural machinery armor." ”

Sitting in the position of Ding Mao's ear, he turned the magazine over, this should be the "Machine" that Wei Qingtong mentioned before, turned the magazine back to his own page, and swept it gently, and a beam of 3D light lit up on the magazine.

Mei Zizi admired her work, Ye Wanmian casually pinched a sweet cake on the table, swallowed it in one bite, and her eyes widened directly: "cough, cough, cough." ”

"That's too sweet, isn't it?"

"Loud voice."

"Women are terrible, masochistic!"

staring at the magazine on the table, although his original became the second author, Ye Wanmian was still a little fluttering, after all, the first author was actually someone else's spar, and he was not aggrieved.

"This girl named Ding Maoer should have come over on purpose to talk, she seems to be famous, is it her little fan sister, hey, it's really distressing to be handsome! It's not my own stinky fart, it can only be this explanation, otherwise the huge library, why do you have to borrow hot water from yourself? Coveting beauty, human nature! ”

With the increase of knowledge, Ye Wanmian felt that he had improved a notch in terms of appearance, and he became more and more beautiful.

A beautiful man who is a scholar.

Temperament is proper.

The more you think about it, the more comfortable it becomes.

Lao Tzu is a scholar, he is so fierce, no wonder thousands of people dream of being admitted to the pyramid.

Consciously found the root of the problem, Ye Wanmian was more motivated to study, and he also chose a clear life route for himself in his heart.

To learn the most awesome knowledge, to be the most arrogant scholar, to control the laws of the universe, to be the father of the universe.

Where the heart desires, abandoning distracting thoughts, and leaving all the miscellaneous things behind, Ye Wanmian soon entered a rhythm of crazy book brushing, the sky is dark, and the book is crazy!