Brightly colored juice enters the wine glass, and the packaging notes say pure juice, but the cheapness comes to your face.
Qin Songyao didn't care, but asked Bo Siyan when he handed it to him.
"Can you drink it?"
Bo Siyan's expression was speechless, "Is Bo Siyan banned on the packaging?"
Qin Songyao smiled and said, "This drink is only twenty-one bottles, I'm afraid that you will lose your Jingui stomach."
"Then you bought it?"
"I don't have money, I can only buy this."
Bo Siyan hummed lightly.
Can he not know whether she has money?
The last time, the more than 40 million yuan was given to Qin Zhenkun's house, there were still a lot left.
When I cried with him, I was actually reluctant to give him flowers.
"Okay, just treat you as taking care of me and try it."
Qin Songyao put the juice in front of the man, and his smile was bright under the light, "It tasted pretty good."
Bo Siyan didn't look at her, picked up the cup and took a sip.
“Difficult.”
Expected answer.
If he praised him politely, she felt something was going to happen.
"Then you try the food."
As she said, she found a plate to remove pork trotters for him, and then picked up chopsticks for him to pick up the plate of Chinese cabbage he chose.
"You chose this dish."
Bo Siyan glanced at the green dish and said lightly: "It looks okay."
Qin Songyao couldn't help but be happy.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I just want to laugh."
Who said he chose the dish, but he started to praise it before he even ate it.
She smiled and put the pork thigh in front of him, but put down the chopsticks herself, looking at him and said, "I have been stewing for several hours, and it's very soft and rotten."
Bo Siyan glanced into the plate, and finally took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
Sure enough, the taste is moderate and especially appetizing.
He was a little hungry.
Qin Songyao saw it in one second, got up and served him half a bowl of rice.
"Just eat with food, it's delicious."
"Um."
His face turned much better, probably really pleased by his flesh.
Qin Songyao thought that he was easy to coax.
Seeing him eating, she also picked up the chopsticks.
The interior is quiet and the atmosphere is very peaceful.
Qin Songyao took the opportunity to ask: "You asked Wenyan to deal with Ran Yi, right?"
The man looked up at her, then withdrew his gaze and said nothing.
Qin Songyao said directly: "Thank you, if you hadn't helped, I would have been kept in the dark."
Bo Siyan had something in his stomach and became much more comfortable.
He put down his chopsticks, didn't touch the juice, and got up and poured a glass of boiled water.
"I'll thank you all if you're empty-mouthed?"
He sat down again, wrapped his arms around his chest, and looked at her leisurely.
Qin Songyao thought for a while and spread his hands, "Nothing can repay you with my financial conditions."
"White, I'm confident in prostitution. Don't look for me if you have something to do next time."
Qin Songyao also felt embarrassed, so she bit her mouth and said, "Then what do you want? I'll try it to see if I can afford it."
Bo Siyan didn't even think about it, "White House."
“…I’ll buy you a model.”
He glanced at her coldly.
Qin Songyao spread his hands again, "Look, what you said, I can't afford it for 800 lifetimes."
"I asked you to ask?"
"How do I know what you want without asking?"
"Who is giving gifts like you, and asks your benefactor to order the order?"
Qin Songyao: “…”
"Then I'll give it to you casually, what should I do if I don't like?"
"I'm not blind, I can tell whether I'm sincere or false."
Qin Songyao thought about it and tentatively said, "Then I... try to give it to me?"