Bai Xizhu moved her fingers slightly, and a can of milk powder appeared in her hand.
Bai Yifan immediately perked up.
"I know, I'm just worried you might want to rest on the bus!"
Bai Yifan muttered something under his breath and snatched a can of milk powder from Bai Xizhu's hand.
"Sis, how did you know this is my favorite milk powder?"
Bai Yifan held the milk powder like a precious baby, laughing happily.
If you didn't see Bai Yifan's ID card, you'd think he was the boss of the kindergarten!
"Look closely, this milk powder can is covered in your fingerprints, it's almost worn smooth from handling it!"
Bai Xizhu shook her head slightly, turned around and went into the kitchen, where she started boiling water directly in the kettle.
"Hehe, this kind of milk powder is expensive. I saw it at the counter, and it costs at least four figures per can. This is the best kind."
Bai Yifan carefully opened the milk powder can, poured some milk powder into the cup, glanced at Bai Xizhu and Bai Yifan who were leaving early and returning late, gritted his teeth, and took two more cups.
The hot water was boiled quickly, and the rich aroma of milk powder filled the bus. Even Bai Xizhu, who doesn't particularly like drinking pure milk or milk powder, couldn't help but take a few more sniffs.
The aroma is rich and lingering.
After Bai Yifan prepared the milk powder, he gave one cup to Bai Xizhu and one cup to Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai lowered his head, took a sip, and nodded slightly with his cold and stern face.
It really tastes good.
"This baby formula was given to me by Brother Zhang! He's so generous, he always gives me two big cans at a time. He's handsome, capable, and a good person. Brother Zhang is such a wonderful person, I'll definitely introduce him to a girlfriend (boyfriend) tomorrow!"
Bai Yifan took a sip of milk powder, looking completely satisfied, and casually praised Zhang Yiming.
Upon hearing Zhang Yiming's name, Leng Yebai instantly lost interest in the milk powder in his hand and silently placed it on the table.
"Brother Leng, aren't you going to drink anymore?"
Bai Yifan looked at the cup of milk powder that he had only taken a sip of and felt a little regretful.
"It doesn't taste good," Leng Yebai said coldly.
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