Chapter 163 Qiuqiu Take Me To Score [11]

Su Yihe looked at Yan Zhiqiu suspiciously with the can of Wangzai's milk and asked, "Captain, which naive ghost asked you to buy this?"

Yan Zhiqiu took off the mask for a while, and put the mask into his pocket without changing his face.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and walked in front of Su Yihe with a calm expression.

His voice was cold and flat, "Mine."

With that said, he took the small red can and went up the stairs.

Leaving a confused Su Yihe: ? ? ?

The can of Wangzai milk just now belonged to the captain?

Captain's? ?

Captain's! ?

Su Yihe was shocked, and put down the potato chips and Red Bull in his hand.

He shook Lu Chuan's shoulder in disbelief, "Hey! Old Lu, did you hear that just now? The captain said that the can of Wangzai's milk belongs to him?"

"My God! I don't have tinnitus, no dizziness?"

"Captain's abstinence and serious facial paralysis will drink the sweet and greasy Wangzai milk that only children drink? Doesn't he touch anything other than coffee??"

Su Yihe's eyes widened suddenly, and he said nervously, "You said, the captain must have been stimulated by something, right?"

Lu Chuan's brows knitted together, and with an impatient face, he took the hand that was holding onto his shoulder away, "If you are so curious, then you can ask the captain."

Hearing this, Su Yihe gave Lu Chuan a blank look, "If I had the guts, I would still guess here?"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly, took the can of Red Bull from the table, and went up the stairs.

Su Yihe in the hall was stunned for a moment, but before he recovered, he immediately stared at him with his hips on his hips.

"Hey, Lu Chuan! Lu Chuan! You got my Red Bull! Mine!"

"Okay, stop shouting." Jiang Fangzhou came over and stuffed a bottle of Yakult in his hand.

At the same time, Jiang Fangzhou took a mouthful of Yakult and muttered, "What happened to the captain tonight? Why did he suddenly buy so much milk, it's really strange..."

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The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a minute later, the bathroom door was opened.

The mist came out of the bathroom, and the slender figure of the boy came out of the bathroom.

Yan Zhiqiu was wearing a comfortable bathrobe and wiped his wet short hair with a towel in the other hand.

When passing by the desk, the boy's footsteps stopped.

His dull gaze fell on the can of Wangzai's milk on the table.

Yan Zhiqiu's eyes were indifferent, and his dark pupils stared at the grinning little doll.

After a long silence, the indifferent teenager stretched out his fingertips, took the can of Wangzai milk, and pulled the tab.

There was a hint of hesitation on the indifferent face, and the indifferent eyebrows also slightly frowned.

Then, he took a sip.

The dark pupils were instantly stunned, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Rich milky, sweet chutney.

I would never touch it before, but now I don't know why, I don't feel repulsed.

Even, some love.

The milk smell was like the one on the girl in the supermarket.

There was a faint smile in the cold eyes, and the smile was light and gentle.

This reminded him of the scene he just saw in the supermarket.

The expressionless girl pursed her lips and stared at the Wangzai milk above the shelf with her shallow eyes.

It is extremely laborious to stand on tiptoe.

It is obviously very laborious and difficult, but still one person silently stretches out his arm to get it.

In fact, you can obviously call the waiter for help.

I was almost able to get Wangzai's milk, but accidentally pushed Wangzai's milk into it.

At that moment, between the frowning brows, the annoyed look made him unable to help but bend his eyes.

He walked over unconsciously and took down the can of Wangzai's milk.

In fact, at that moment, the mood was still apprehensive.

It's a strange feeling to have never approached a person.

A little nervous, a little scared.