The mythical base is not as luxurious as SIS, after all, it is an old club, and the place has not been renovated.

But the dress is very good-looking, the flowers and trees are heavy for many years, and many flowers bloom in spring, and the whole base is very beautiful, and it is relatively small jasper.

There are not many flowers and trees in SIS, and the construction is relatively luxurious.

Live an emotionless nouveau riche.

A few nouveau riche came to visit the park as well.

Qiao Weitang saw that the peach blossoms were beautiful, and took advantage of the myth that they didn't pay attention, so he picked two flowers.

Then he quietly clamped a small yellow clip on Jiang Yun's head.

The slightly curly black hair is lined with a fair complexion, and the top of the head is clamped with a yellow clip to hold the pink peach blossoms,

Cute love.

She pulled Ni Tiantian and snickered herself.

The laughter was crisp and crisp.

ZERO didn't pay attention to it, but suddenly turned around and saw the peach blossoms in his hair.

Burst out laughing.

What's the situation, is the first love so sassy now?

He walked over slowly, reaching out to touch the flower above his head.

Jiang Tong grabbed his hand and clasped his wrist tightly.

Silently with the shape of his lips, "Don't move." ”

ZERO LOOKED AT HIM A LITTLE CONFUSED,

What's wrong with this?

Jiang Tong's eyes glanced casually, the girl who was playing with Ni Tiantian.

ZERO suddenly understood,

Sister Da Qiao, other little flowers.

"I don't see that you still have this habit?"

Jiang Tong lowered his head and did not speak.

Laughed softly,

He just looked back at her,

The girl's eyebrows and eyes smiled at him, and her peach blossom eyes narrowed into the shape of a crescent moon.

His heart was melting.

·

The venue for the basketball game was being prepared, and several of them were invited to visit the training room of Mythology.

The members of the myth are notoriously shy in the circle, and several teenagers in blue jerseys personally poured water for them to make tea, and Qiao Weitang casually said that he wanted to make milk tea.

A few of them even started to prepare, making her a cup of pure milk and tea on the spot.

Qiao Weitang was flattered, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll just say it casually." ”

Qingliu looked at her and smiled, "It's okay, we'll do it, and we usually make our own milk tea to drink." ”

The red-haired and red-clothed young man, as enthusiastic as a fire, walked up to Qingliu and sneered,

"Hey, so ingenious, what kind of game to play, go back and open a bubble tea shop."

Qingliu doesn't like to be misanthropic, mainly because he speaks in a particularly arrogant tone, which often makes him a little uncomfortable.

In the last SOLO match of cosplay, his Li Bai lost to the world-weary Han Xin, and was openly ridiculed by the world-weary on stage for not being good.

He has a softer and more easy-going personality, and left without saying anything.

It's not that he can't afford to lose, it's just that this way, such a person,

He didn't like it.

Qingliu boils the tea leaves, then takes out the tea leaves and pours the pure milk into them.

The young man in red stared at him for a moment, "Where did you buy this little milk pot?" ”

Qingliu glanced at him with moist eyes,

"I bought it casually on Taobao."

The world-weary leaned against the table, with his long legs folded, "You give me the link, I want to buy it too." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Tong couldn't help but sneer, "Don't be ashamed, have you ever cooked, and you still buy a pot?" ”

Misanthropic snorted, "I can't make milk tea, wow?" ”

Qingliu has already boiled milk tea, but the portion is limited, only five cups, and the person who comes is a guest.

He gave it all to the people of SIS,

However, there is one more person in SIS, that is, Ni Tiantian, who must be given to the first two girls, and he hasn't figured out how to divide it yet.

The world-weary has already reached out to take a cup of milk tea.

He subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

Originally, the SIS people were not enough, and his own team members didn't have a share, so what did he do.

The misanthropy narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing?" Don't let me drink? ”

This was said bluntly, and Qingliu pursed her pale pink lips.

Although some of them don't know how to refuse the answer,

But for those you don't like, you still have to use it for rejection,

He lowered his eyes lightly, and his voice was clean and gentle,

"Let's go to the next pot, give SIS them first."

With that, he quickly let go of his world-weary arm.

The pulse of the world-weary wrist beat very strongly, and he gently withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and divided the milk tea with his eyes down.

In the end, a leaf follows the waves, and Qingliu doesn't know who to give it to.

Yiye took it, thanked him, and handed it to the little cub.

The little cub obediently held the milk tea and blew it.

Yiye glanced at Qingliu and found that Qingliu looked at him with some embarrassment,

He tugged at the corners of his lips, "It's okay, I don't like milk tea." ”

The world-weary leaned against the table, wearing a black undershirt in the red team uniform, arrogant and gorgeous.

"Oh, what's the matter, don't you still have to cook it?"

Then when he finished speaking, he found that the little white face walked to the sofa and sat down, and began to rest.

Misanthropy: "......"

ZERO INSTANTLY LAUGHED, HOLDING UP THE MILK TEA HE HADN'T DRUNK YET,

"Little King Kong, do you want to drink? Call brother, brother will give you a drink. ”

There was a faint dryness between the world's weary eyebrows, and he glared at ZERO fiercely,

"Don't drink it. You don't have to ask to know it's hard to drink. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the eyes of the little white face rise and fall on his face clearly.

It's clean, and it doesn't seem to have any offensive power.

As the name suggests, people feel like a clear stream without a sense of impact.

The tip of the world-weary tongue pressed against the chin, tilted his head and sneered softly,

I said proudly,

"I'll do it myself!"

Jiang Tong whistled, "King Kong Bull Batch." ”

He glanced at Qingliu and kindly reminded,

"Be careful that he blew up your pot."

Jiang Tong didn't like Qingliu before, but now he is indifferent,

Who made his family Jojo die for him,

harm

It's just a loss of pride.

Qingliu really frowned, looking at the world-weary with some displeasure.

He clumsily took the water, and then poured two large spoons of tea leaves.

Qiao Weitang couldn't help laughing, "There are too many tea leaves." ”

The misanthropy looked back at the little white face.

Finding that he was looking at himself with a frown, he narrowed his narrow eyes, "I'll transfer you money in a moment." ”

Qingliu's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said in a slightly soft voice, "I'm not distressed about the tea leaves." ”

The misanthropy ignored him.

Qingliu wanted to say that if the tea leaves were put too much, it would be a little bitter and astringent, and finally looked at the young man's flamboyant red hair,

He pursed his lips and didn't speak.

When the world-weary is done, a big pot is full.

He raised his chin proudly, "Does anyone want to drink?" ”

Although Qiao Weitang likes to drink milk tea, he is a little disgusted with the world, and Jiang Tong immediately stuffed his cup into her hand when he saw this.

No one cares about the misanthropy, the misanthropy is like an isolated little pitiful.

He was used to it, and snorted, "Don't drink and pull down." ”

Qingliu looked at him pitifully, "Give me a drink." ”

The world-weary heard that someone was finally willing to drink his milk tea, and turned his head in surprise, only to find that it was a little white face,

wrinkled his nose and snorted,

"Not for you."

Qingliu: "......"