Xia Duoduo couldn't help but wonder, what was in the thermos bottle? He seemed to never seem to eat. He only drank tomato juice before. Could it be tomato juice again this time?
Who knew, suddenly someone snatched the thermos bottle from Yin Fengcang's hand like lightning, leaned against the tree trunk, and took a leisurely sip
"Hey, little gift, it seems your food tastes better?"
The man's voice was cold, but his tone was full of joking
Upon hearing this title, Xia Duoduo's eyes widened.
"It turns out to be you!" she stood up in surprise.
It was the cold boy who almost pulled her onto the bed when she entered the wrong room last time and almost...!
By the way, it seems to be called Po Ming, a very special name
"So I was so impressed by Little Gift? Did you miss me?"
In just a blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of her, frivolously lifting her small chin with his long, clean fingers.
With a "pop", Yin Fengcang slapped his pig hand off and looked at him with an unhappy expression, "According to my impression, your lunch should be a woman?"
Po Ming doesn't care about his provocation.
He drank up his "tomato juice" in one gulp and threw the empty thermos bottle back to him with great skill.
"I just wanted to remind you that you are in big trouble."
Po Ming's extremely unique light red eyes looked closely at Xia Duoduo and said
"Little gift, you taste good. This is a thank you gift from last time. If you have a chance... give it to me to try again?" He lowered his head and said in her ear.
It was obviously such a provocative language, but he just raised the corners of his mouth slightly without any flirtation.
His handsome face, as perfect as an ice sculpture, still has that stern expression.
It really makes people feel strange, why is he such a playboy but with such an indifferent face?