Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 321 The Regal Is Game Garbage 31
Yan Ge: "..."

Was she missing some detail?

Why can't you understand what Shi Jinghuai said?

Scratching the frowning brows with her fingertips, Yan Ge replied according to what she understood: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of suffering."

"I see."

The man's reply came from the receiver very quickly, and then the call ended.

Yan Ge was bewildered, confused, with question marks all over his head.

Know what?
She doesn't know.

After hanging up the call, Shi Jinghuai looked up at the clerk with a strange expression, and said softly, "She is afraid of suffering, five times the sugar."

Shop clerk: "..."

Suddenly, I felt like I had eaten a mouthful of dog food.

Male, female, her?
"Good, good."

Although she gossiped, she did not forget about her professional ethics, so she immediately placed an order and sold another wave of desserts in the store.

"Mr. Shi, do you want dessert to go with your coffee? Our store's blueberry cheesecake is the main item."

Shi Jinghuai thought for a moment, then calmly looked at the dessert recommended by the clerk at the counter, "Is it sweet?"

The clerk showed his aunt a smile, "It's very sweet!"

Hearing this, Shi Jinghuai clicked on the WeChat payment code and took it to the scanner.

"Two, take away."

Twenty minutes later, the handsome man walked out of the coffee shop with three handbags and went straight to the passenger seat.

The moment he opened the car door, he bent down his tall body and handed coffee and blueberry cheese to Yan Ge who was staring in surprise.

Shi Jinghuai looked at Yan Ge peacefully with bright eyes, "I'm sorry, the cappuccino took a while to make, so drink it while it's hot."

Yan Ge was a little stunned, and after a few blinks, she slowly took the two handbags held by her fair fingertips, and asked, "You called me just now to ask me if I'm afraid of suffering, and you asked about the taste of cappuccino? "

Shi Jinghuai nodded.

His eyes froze slightly when his eyelashes fluttered, and he said again: "This coffee shop does not sell syrup, we can only go to another place to ask."

The ingeniously handsome face is expressionless, and the eyes are focused and serious, as if expressing sincerity.

But Yan Ge's IQ has returned from the man's words.

The cutie with facial paralysis wanted to tease her.

She smiled slightly, and cooperated with Shi Jinghuai to act, "Thank you. Get in the car quickly, and we will continue to search after eating."

The mellow aroma of coffee slowly diffused in the carriage, Yan Ge blew a few mouthfuls of the hot coffee filled with white mist, and tried to take a sip slowly.

result--

The sweetness bursting in the mouth made Yan Ge frown almost ferociously.

This is too boring!
Seeing her expression like this, Shi Jinghuai paused while digging the cake, and frowned slightly, "Is it still bitter?"

Yan Ge shook his head helplessly, "It's sweet, how much syrup did you put?"

Shi Jinghuai said seriously: "Five times."

Yan Ge: "..."

Just drink the syrup.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, looked back at the man's gaze, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Shi should have set the sweetness for me based on your taste, right? Otherwise, why would you add so much syrup?"

The man blinked a few times, then slowly lowered his eyelids, holding the fork with his white fingertips and gently poked the cake, poking out neat rows of dots on the layer of cheese on the surface.

Shi Jinghuai pursed his light-colored thin lips slightly, with a low voice, and slowly opened his mouth and said, "I am afraid of suffering, but you just said that you are also afraid of suffering. I thought we both have the same taste."

The man's voice was calm.

But Yan Ge inexplicably felt a lot of grievance in his words and his slow movements.

(End of this chapter)