Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

It's because it looks delicious. Shen Chun laughed, "And it's not expensive." "

It's because even at half the price the money can be returned, Yan Jibai thought so, but didn't say anything.

"It's cold and tastes good." Shen Chun smiled.

At that moment, Yan Jibai felt that no matter what the sales method was, the money was worth the money: "Well, it's really good."

In the past, he couldn't afford this kind of half price. It was a loss to buy one for one person, and it was too much to buy two, but now he also has someone who can share the second with him.

"Abai, I want to taste yours." Shen Chun held his hand and said.

Yan Jibai was taken aback: "Aren't they of the same taste?"

"Your ones look tastier than mine." Shen Chun smiled.

He started to be a rascal, Yan Jibai handed over his own, seeing the little bit on the corner of his lips when he bit it off, he wanted to reach out to wipe it off for him, but he licked the corner of his lip and ate it, his The cone was brought to his lips: "Ah Bai, do you want to taste mine?"

Yan Jibai looked at him and felt that the weather was really too hot. When he took a bite, he always felt that there were many people around him watching: "Mmm, it's delicious."

Shen Chun took back her own smile and said, "Is this considered an indirect kiss?"

Yan Jibai: "..."

Very good, he understands this too.

"How many times have I kissed directly, yet I'm still afraid of indirect kisses." Yan Jibai said.

"Ah Bai, you are blushing." Shen Chun bit the ice cream and said sideways.

Yan Jibai: "Shut up."

……

The room in the mansion was full of warmth, Cheng Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the man in front of him and said, "Mr. Chu, you are more sinister than before, have you met anyone during this period?"

The weather outside is enough to wear short sleeves, but the heater is turned on in the room, and the man in the wheelchair is wearing long sleeves and covered with a blanket, but there is no trace of sweat on his face.

"I met a Taoist priest, but he didn't stay long." The man said, "I didn't do anything."

"What Taoist priest?" Cheng Xin asked.

"I don't remember clearly, I broke a hand." The man said.