In the evening, Rong Shang returned from school and passed by the Taekwondo gym, where she saw that the gate was still open.

A white figure stood by the back window, seemingly lost in thought.

She tucked her stray hair behind her ear and lowered her eyes to look at the two cups of milk tea in the white plastic bag in her hand.

Then, upon entering the taekwondo gym, she had already stepped inside.

It was just past closing time, and the woman at the front desk was still packing her things from her bag.

The glass door clicked open, and she instinctively looked up.

Upon seeing Rong Shang arrive, Xiao Yao frowned.

"Don't you only work on Saturdays and Sundays? What are you doing here?"

Look at this woman, why is she so nosy?

Considering that Nan Qiaosheng was also nearby, Rong Shang patiently replied to her, "I need to speak with the boss about something."

"What's up?"

Xiao Yao raised an eyebrow, looking quite gossipy.

Rong Chang did not answer this question.

She stepped past her, still feeling the woman's gaze fixed on her.

Seeing the two cups of milk tea she was carrying, Xiao Yao narrowed her eyes, already knowing what she was up to.

She turned back to continue packing her bag, but couldn't resist saying something discouraging, "The boss doesn't like milk tea, so you can forget about it."

"So that I won't be rejected when I go up there."

"..."

No one responded.

The girl's footsteps faded into the distance.

Xiao Yao bit her lower lip, her expression displeased.

She zipped up her jacket, turned around, and craned her neck to look behind her.

At that moment, Rong Shang had just approached the man's side.

He noticed immediately, and the next second he turned his gaze away from the window and looked at her.

Just like before, I never expected her to appear here.

Nan Qiaosheng raised an eyebrow and asked her, "Is there something you need?"

"Here you go."

Rong Shang took a cup of milk tea out of the bag and handed it to him, right in front of him.

Nan Qiaosheng glanced down at it and smiled, "Thank you."

"You drink it yourself, I don't like milk tea." He did refuse.

Ke Rongshang remained motionless, still in the posture of handing out the milk tea, "I've already bought it, please do me a favor."

The girl's pink lips slowly parted, and a bright and charming smile, like a flower, naturally formed around her mouth.

Nan Qiaosheng glanced at her, her eyes flickering slightly.

"But I don't like it."

"Not even one bite?" Rong Shang blinked, her gaze playful.

The man pursed his lips. "You came all this way just to bring me a cup of milk tea?"

Not really.

That……

"I didn't come here specifically to bring you this milk tea, I just happened to be passing by."

Along the way.

For some reason, Nan Qiaosheng suddenly smiled when she looked at her.

Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, her smile vanishing. "What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

If we're really talking about going the same way, isn't every day a convenient one?

That's all.

Since she had already said so much, he couldn't keep refusing.

Reaching out, Nan Qiaosheng took the milk tea from her hand.

Rong Chang immediately beamed with joy.

"The milk tea is pretty good, you should try it if you don't believe me."

"Wait a minute." Actually, he really didn't like it.

Because it's sweet.

He usually only drinks bitter things, like coffee or bitter melon juice.

But the person in front of him was looking at him with such anticipation.

Nan Qiaosheng seemed unable to refuse again.

"I'll take a sip," he conceded.

Rong Chang nodded.

Afterwards, she watched as the man inserted a straw, brought it to his lips, and awkwardly took a small sip.

"Is it good?" For some reason, I was curious to know his reaction.

But as soon as the man took the milk tea away from his hand, he immediately frowned, "It doesn't taste good."

It's so sweet.