The cruise ship has a large space. In addition to the entertainment venues, the top floor is a large shopping mall.
As soon as you enter the open area, there is a shop selling ginger fruit tea at the door.
Song Xiang and Yan Han were caught in the rain, so ginger tea came just in time.
"In both cups of fruit tea, ginger must be added. You can choose any fruit, but don't add mango."
Song Xiang propped her feet up and communicated with the clerk in front of the counter.
The clerk recognized her and Yan Han and kept glancing at Yan Han's face.
When the first cup of tea was ready, Song Xiang handed it to Yan Han first.
Yan Han got it and took a simple sip.
"Wait a moment!"
Song Xiang saw what was in the cup, grabbed the cup, turned to look at the clerk, "Did you put the mango in?!"
Yan Han's face darkened.
The clerk was frightened by their reaction and looked down, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I thought they were yellow peach pieces."
Song Xiang was speechless and turned to look at Yan Han.
"How are you?"
Yan Han licked his lips and said, "I didn't drink much."
The clerk whispered: "Are you allergic to mango?"
Song Xiang looked unhappy and nodded.
"I didn't add juice, just a little bit of fruit soaked in the tea. It should be fine." The clerk glanced back and forth between the two of them nervously.
Song Xiang looked at the tea in his hand and found that there were only a few mango pellets.
But even if I smell mango scented perfume, I can't guarantee that something will go wrong.
"Can Yan Song send me some preventive medicine?" she asked Yan Han.
Yan Han actually just took a sip and felt nothing at all.
But seeing Song Xiang so worried, he became more energetic, frowned and nodded.
Song Xiang didn't dare to let him move, so she called Yan Song herself.
Yan Song acted quickly and delivered the medicine right away. Seeing Yan Han take the medicine, Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, do you want more tea?" the clerk asked carefully.
Song Xiang looked at the tea in his hand and said, "Let's make two more cups."
Store clerk: “Are you allergic to mangoes too?”
Song Xiang shook his head, "I didn't."
"Then I'll make another cup, and you drink your boyfriend's cup so you don't have to waste it."
The clerk probably wanted to make a good sale, after all, it was her fault just now.
Unexpectedly, when she said this, Song Xiang quickly shook his head.
"No, that..."
"Didn't you hear what others said? Don't waste it." Yan Han's voice floated over.
Song Xiang bit her lip and turned back to look at him.
Yan Han: "You dislike me?"
Song Xiang was speechless and whispered: "I'm not your mother, so of course I dislike it."
puff.
The clerk laughed out loud.
Yan Han's face darkened, and he reached out angrily to grab the tea from Song Xiang's hand.
Song Xiang quickly backed away while holding the tea.
"If you don't want to drink, give it to me."
Tsk——
This person is so unreasonable. How can anyone force others to drink their own leftover tea?
Yan Han: "Would you like to drink?"
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, bit the tube hard, and took a big sip!
"Drink!"
Yan Han put one hand in his pocket and was finally satisfied. He snorted and passed her to get the newly made tea on the bar.
The ginger tea entered the stomach, feeling warm and the coldness finally dissipated.
Walking inside, there are several women's clothing stores.
The clerks all recognized Yan Han and excitedly grabbed each other's hands.
"Get her some clothes."
Yan Han sat down on the sofa, still holding a cup in his hand.
The clerk was busy working quickly and kept walking around Song Xiang.
Song Xiang originally only wanted a short-sleeved dress, but the store clerk brought her a white skirt with suspenders and tassels.
"It will look good on you if you wear this one."
Song Xiang glanced at the sling and hesitated.
"That's it." Yan Han suddenly appeared behind her.