After speaking, Yan Qi sat down.

The moment I opened the cake box, I heard the smell of mango fresh milk.

Very sweet taste......

Yan Qi couldn't help frowning.

But after all, he didn't say anything, and took a small hole with a spoon.

A burst of sweetness in the mouth.

When Uncle Qin saw this cake, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously spoke: "Mango fresh milk?" I didn't expect the young master to buy this flavor, I remember that Miss An liked this flavor the most before. ”

Miss Ann?

Anjo?

Hearing this name, Yan Qi's stomach was filled with nausea, and the discomfort became heavier and heavier, and finally he vomited it directly.

Yan Qi's face turned pale and leaned on the dining table.

Uncle Qin hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it to Yan Qi.

At this time, he realized that he had just said the wrong thing, "Miss Yan, what I said casually just now, don't take it to heart." ”

Yan Qi took the water cup and rinsed his mouth until the milk taste in his mouth completely faded, and then he stopped.

Looking up at Uncle Qin, his face was a little transparent, and his whole person was full of weakness.

Yan Qi shook his head lightly, his voice was weak: "I'm fine, I should be in a hurry to eat, that's why I'm uncomfortable, Uncle Qin, you go down first, I'll just slow down." ”

Uncle Qin saw that she really didn't vomit again, so he left.

Yan Qi drank another glass of water, and the nausea in his stomach gradually faded. Go.

Turning his eyes, his gaze fell on the cake, and a sneer flashed in the depths of his eyes.

It's ridiculous, Qi Chen never remembered her preferences, but he remembered An Qiao's tastes so clearly.

It is worthy of the white moonlight that I have been thinking about for so many years.

Yan Qi stretched out his hand, knocked the cake into the box, carried it into the kitchen, and threw it directly into the trash.

When Qi Chen called, Yan Qi was washing the cup.

"Have you eaten the cake you bought?"

Yan Qi's voice was gentle, as if he could make the other party feel affection: "Well, I ate it." ”

"Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, I love it." Yan Qi said with a soft smile.

It's just those cold eyes, faintly sweeping the trash can at his feet.

Inside was a whole cake that had just been thrown in.

When Qi Chen heard this answer, he was in a very good mood, and his voice was a little smiling: "Well, this is a reward for you, if you like it, you can let Uncle Qin buy it often in the future." ”

Yan Qi let out a 'hmm' and didn't say anything more.

She knew very well that Qi Chen must have other requirements next.

Every time Qi Chen has some excessive requests, she will give gifts in advance, and Qi Chen herself knows that she will never refuse his request.

Even if his demands are excessive......

Sure enough, Qi Chen's words changed: "My mother called just now, let us go back to the old house together tonight, you clean up." ”

Hearing this, Yan Qi lowered his eyes and did not say a word.

It was clear that she didn't want to go.

Seeing that she hadn't reacted, Qi Chen frowned a little impatiently: "Did you hear that?" ”

Yan Qi lost the look at the bottom of his eyes, and then spoke: "Got it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Chen hung up the phone.

To achieve the goal, he is unwilling to give a little more patience, this is Qi Chen's style of doing things.

Yan Qi has long been used to it.

At six o'clock in the evening, Yan Qi came to the Qi family's old house by car, but Qi Chen had not yet arrived.

The maid of the old mansion recognized Yan Qi and hurriedly opened the door to invite her in.

"Madam, Miss Yan has arrived."

As soon as Yan Qi walked in, a woman wearing a Tibetan cheongsam walked over, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyebrows and eyes showed her love for Yan Qi.

Jiang Shuyue took Yan Qi's hand affectionately, and the smile on the corner of her mouth did not decrease: "Qiqi, you are finally here, I asked my aunt to make your favorite spicy chicken." ”

Hearing this, Yan Qi's eyes flashed with warmth.

She actually knew that Jiang Shuyue was very good to her.

Thinking of this, the smile on Yan Qi's face was also dyed with a bit of sincerity: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

Jiang Shuyue glanced behind Yan Qi, but didn't see Qi Chen, and her eyebrows instantly twisted together: "Achen didn't come with you?" ”

The temperature at the bottom of Yan Qi's eyes faded a little, and he lowered his eyes and smiled: "Achen is busy." ”

Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but sigh, looking at Yan Qi with distress in her eyes: "In this world, it is estimated that only you are willing to get used to him all the time." ”

It's just that her son, but she doesn't know how to cherish it.

Hearing this, Yan Qi didn't feel that it was a compliment, but only a mockery.