Milk Tea Flavor In Love

Chapter 167: One hundred and sixty-seven cups of milk tea

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Yin Zhu paused for a while, held the yogurt, and moved his eyelashes.

"kiss."

"Wow~~"

Zhou Huanyan glanced at them with ambiguous eyes. It turned out that it was already here.

Li Luo knew in her heart, covering her mouth, slapped and looked up.

Then he turned to Zhou Yu.

Li Luo and Zhou Huanyan looked at each other, Li Luo said in a low voice, "Sister Huanyan, that, I kind of want to know..."

"No problem, leave it to me."

"Xiao Yu, just tell the truth, I know you don't like big adventures."

"..."

"Who took the initiative to do the closest thing to the opposite sex?"

"..."

He turned his head to look at her.

She winked at him.

"she was."

"Uh?"

Zhou Huanyan leaned over to him, "What's the matter with you? Why do you let the girls take the initiative?"

"You can't do that."

"...Will pay attention next time."

This said, "When is next time? Is it convenient for your sister to reveal it?"

"..."

Yin Zhu choked on the yogurt, Zhou Huanyan brought her a tissue.

"Thank you," she said.

"What are you polite? I'll be a family from now on."

Yin Zhu was taken aback as he rubbed the yogurt bottle.

"Spoken mistakes, mistakes in words, what will happen later, we are now a family."

"..."

The people at their table were all very interested, playing games, blowing water and chatting gradually into the middle of the night.

The previous unpleasantness has long been forgotten by Yin Zhu, and the lumps in his heart have also been quietly smoothed out by their enthusiasm and playfulness.

It was as if she had left the node of that period of time, and the heavy force that held her tightly on her body was also relieved at this moment.

Surrounded by a harmonious atmosphere, she quietly looked at their relaxed and happy faces.

Zhou Yu, who was beside her, turned his head to condense her from time to time.

The feeling of nostalgia quietly climbed into my heart, fainting at that point, and staying for a long time.

After the dinner, she returned home, Yin Jing was waiting for her in the living room.

Seeing her walk in, call her:

"Where did you go?"

She paused for a while, then replied:

"Classmate there."

Hearing this, Yin Jing was frowning and folded his hands behind him.

"Going to classmates should be back long ago. You can see how long it is now. Why have you come back so late in the evening? Did you call you on purpose and didn't pick up or something? Do you want to spend the night outside? Don't be more sensible, so let me worry less?"

Yin Jingzheng's series of questions made her head hurt and her tone became impatient:

"I didn't make you worry about it."

She walked past blankly, ready to go upstairs to the room.

"You don't need to say these things to stimulate me, come here, I have something to ask you."

"I do not want to say."

"What's your attitude toward me? What happened to you hurting others in junior high school, you can explain it to me first."

The last time Chen Bing came up to say something, he thought for a long time after that, maybe there was some misunderstanding here.

"Didn't you already know that I was the one who was hurt, and now to bring up the old thing again, is it to save face?"

"What are you talking about, I am your father, what's wrong with you?"

"I told you that I didn't do it. You don't believe me. Isn't it too late to want to be a good father now?"

"Yes, I admit that I am not a good father and owe you a debt, but after all these years, you should let go, your mother."

"Here again, what else would you say besides talking about my mother." She interrupted decisively.

Yin Jing was staring, helpless, and finally compromised, waved to her, indicating that he could disappear in front of him.