Chapter 947 Sister Nian: Do You Want to Eat Soft Rice?

Ye Wuchuan saw the paper balls scattered all over the room, and then looked at the messy things on her desk, all of which seemed to be drawing tools, but he didn't ask a question, as if he didn't see it, he lowered his head, his eyes Focused and unrelenting: "Normal temperature."

"Ah." When Qiao Nian took the cup, he found that it was not the ice drink he wanted, and was slightly disappointed.

Ye Wangchuan went past her and said, "Did you forget that you had a stomachache when you came to Auntie last time? There is still a week left. I asked the doctor that you can't touch ice this week, so I didn't add ice to you. ."

When he talked about this, his expression was extraordinarily natural, calm, without any strangeness.

Qiao Nian's beautiful black eyes looked at him for a long time, but he was speechless. He pulled his shoulders down as a sign of surrender. He followed his footsteps with a cup in his hand, and said, "Okay. Is this sweet? "

She doesn't like sweet drinks, even Gu San has figured out this habit.

How could Ye Wangchuan not know her problem, a person who doesn't even like milk tea, let her drink sweet drinks will probably kill her.

"Not sweet."

It was the first time Ye Wangchuan described the taste of sour plum juice to a girl. For the first time, it was a little novel: "It's sour, but sweet. Try it, if you don't like it, don't drink it. I'll ask Gu San to give you a glass of lemon again. On the water..."

Qiao Nian lifted his eyelids to look at him, sat on the chair, holding the mug in both hands, without saying a word, took a sip.

As someone said, the entrance is a little sour, and the sour taste is sweet and sweet, and the taste is not bad.

"It's alright." Her brows stretched out, her beautiful black eyes lifted, and she seemed to be in a much better mood. She raised the corners of her mouth and said unwillingly, "It should taste better with some ice cubes."

Ye Wuchuan automatically ignored her words, and had already seen that the laptop on her desk was opening the drawing software.

However, unlike the drawing software on his usual office software, the drawing software on Qiao Nian's notebook seems to be more professional.

He took one look before retracting his gaze, then turned his gaze to the girl who was sitting lazily in a chair drinking sour plum juice, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa just sent me a message."

Qiao Nian held a mug and drank water, and the whole person relaxed, and she felt a little sleepy as soon as she relaxed.

Hearing his low and sultry voice, he casually raised his head and tilted his head, as if to wait for him to continue.

"He asked me to work hard." Ye Wangchuan chuckled lightly, his eye-catching face was extremely charming, his bottomless eyes looked at the girl, and he was a little focused: "I think he means that he is afraid of me... eat soft rice. ."

"??"

Qiao Nian finally lifted his spirits from the drowsiness, glanced at him leisurely, and said bluntly, "Do you want to eat soft rice?"

Ye Wangchuan: "..."

Qiao Nian looked at him up and down again, looked back, returned to Xie Ning's lazy look, and said bluntly: "Don't think about it, I can't support you."

The heir of the Ye family in Jingshi, and the boss of the Nine Institutes, she has some money, but raising Ye Xuanchuan seems to be stretched thin.

And just by looking at the decoration of his apartment in Rhine, you can see how much money he can spend. The sofa downstairs is often seven figures.

The hair dryers in her room all start at six figures.

It's not that she's humble, he's very difficult to raise, at least not the type who can support himself by eating rotten vegetables, and it costs money.