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Chapter 3510

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In the following time, Luo Qingchen urgently changed the plan.

Anyone who bought more than ten cups of milk tea would get the opportunity to take photos with Lu Yihang.

Lu Yihang was naturally very reluctant at first. Luo Qingchen whispered beside him, "Because you, Brother Yang Lin, lost a lot of customers. You should compensate him."

He also knew in his heart that he was a little impulsive just now and couldn't control the emotions in his heart.

But now standing beside her, seeing that she didn't have a particularly intimate communication with Ye Yan, and even her eyes couldn't stay on him, the fog that was originally suppressed in his heart gradually dispersed.

He lowered his voice and whispered after taking the photo, "What kind of milk tea do you like to drink?"

"Ah." Luo Qingchen was stunned for a moment. While helping the customer pack, she didn't realize why Lu Yihang asked such a question.

She didn't know that before she answered, Ye Yan answered for her first, "She doesn't like milk tea very much."

In the next second, Luo Qingchen once again felt Lu Yihang's hostility.

This time, it seemed that not only she felt it, but even Yang Kuo felt it.

In order to avoid more accidents, he hurriedly stood up to smooth things over, "What kind of milk tea does Qingchen like to drink? Come to our shop and drink as much as you want."

"Haha." Luo Qingchen immediately laughed and said, "Isn't that what I should do? My feet are really going to break today."

"When do you like milk tea?" Ye Yan didn't feel Lu Yihang's hostility at all. He looked at Luo Qingchen and asked casually.

This time, she still didn't have time to answer, but the person who was interrupted was different.

"Does she need to report to you when she likes milk tea?" Lu Yihang's voice was very cold, and the white sweater made people feel even more indifferent.

At this moment, Ye Yan finally noticed his existence, and from his words, he could hear the meaning behind his words.

At the moment when he looked at Lu Yihang, the other's eyes were full of condescending momentum.

As a man, Ye Yan knew what that look meant.

Perhaps because he had never jumped out of his own box, Luo Qingchen would not always be a little girl following behind him.

She's so beautiful, so smart, so capable.

From the past until now, there were so many people who liked her that they could circle the entire class, but she didn't like any of them.

It was said that she used to eat the breakfast that the boys gave her and throw the love letters into the trash can. She also warned them to study hard.

But at that time, all his thoughts were on Su Qiuzhi. Even if he knew, he never took it to heart.

And now.

It was as if an absolutely outstanding person had appeared and viewed him as a love rival.

"There's no need." Ye Yan smiled and said with a kind look in his eyes, "It's just that after knowing each other for a long time, I know what they like."

He didn't know why, but when Ye Yan spoke to him in such a polite tone, he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

His originally domineering appearance had instead become somewhat awkward.

"That's true, you were high school classmates." He looked away and said, "It's natural for you to understand him."

Hearing this, Luo Qingchen was slightly stunned. Looking at Lu Yihang, who was a little disappointed, she suddenly felt a little sorry for him.

But who asked him not to confess? If he did, he would have won the beauty long ago.

"Cough cough." In the next second, Luo Qingchen cleared her throat and said, "When you're talking about someone else, can't you do it when the other person is not present? It's very rude, okay?"

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