"Hmm. ”

“......”

Ye Ying really wanted to ask if this child was mentally retarded and couldn't speak?

Well, yes, oh...

Dare to say more?

Ye Ying was furious, she must kill him in a while!

The inner three layers, the outer three layers, all exploited clean!

"Qin Zhao, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

Ye Ying touched a grass-folded flower from his coat pocket and handed it to Qin Zhao.

"I folded it with my own hands, it was given to my best friend, and now I give it to you, I hope you like it. ”

Qin Zhao took the grass flower and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

"It's beautiful. ”

"Yes, if you like it, even though I've broken my fingers for a long time, and I've broken my fingers a few times during the process, and my eyes are a little glazed, but the thought of you liking me makes it all worth it!"

"Thank you. ”

Qin Zhao put away the grass flowers.

Ye Ying's bright smile suddenly froze on her face.

That's it?

Thank you?

Sure enough, Qin Zhao really didn't make the next move.

"Not leaving?" Qin Zhao asked.

"Let's go!" Ye Ying turned her head away and gritted her teeth.

This dead child!

She's going to kill him!

Ye Ying roared in her heart.

But on her face, she still showed a sweet smile.

"Qin Zhao, do you have anything for me? We exchange gifts, keep them with each other in the future, and we can also make a souvenir!"

Let Ye Ying take the initiative to ask for a gift in return, Qin Zhao was the first.

Ye Ying cut Qin Zhao into thousands of pieces in her heart, made Qin Zhao sauce, and ate it with cakes!

"Yes. ”

Ye Ying's eyes lit up, okay, don't stick to Qin Zhao's sauce.

"Be careful when giving gifts, and I have prepared a special gift for you. ”

The corners of Ye Ying's mouth hooked, okay, don't chop Qin Zhao's meat.

At this time, Qin Zhao took out a bamboo flute from his sleeve.

The bamboo flute is ordinary, the surface is a little rough, and the holes are a little crooked, and you can see that there is no craftsmanship at a glance.

Ye Ying's expression fell suddenly.

"I made this bamboo flute with my own hands. Qin Zhao said.

Ye Ying twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't want it, don't give it to her.

She just wanted to poke Qin Zhao's head and ask Qin Zhao: You are the seventh son of the Qin State, you have a lot of money, why are you so picky?!

How can you get your hands on this broken bamboo flute?

"I'll use this bamboo flute to play a song for you and give it to you as a greeting gift. ”

After Qin Zhao finished speaking, he put the bamboo flute to his lips and blew it.

Although the technique is a little jerky, the flute sound is still melodious.

Ye Ying's face sank completely.

Okay, you Qin Zhao, I said no, you really don't give it?

Don't even give a bamboo flute, play a song, pick the door and get home?

It's best if you don't mean to.

Otherwise, Ye Ying will definitely die!

After Qin Zhao finished playing a song, he turned his head and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Hi... Happy... Ahh

Ye Ying once took out a grass fox from her pocket, she didn't believe it, and he could blow it to her a second time!

"Qin Zhao, I also have a grass fox here, let's give it to you too! ”

Ye Ying smiled sweetly.

"Well, thank you. ”

Qin Zhao took over the grass fox.

Immediately after, he put the bamboo flute in his hand into Ye Ying's hand.

"This is for you, I made it myself. ”

“......”

Ye Ying was holding the bamboo flute that Qin Zhao had played, and there was still a watermark on his mouth.

She was furious, almost crazy, she really wanted to beat Qin Zhao!

Can't this kid play cards according to common sense?

Is it really good to pick the door like this?