Fang Xiaoke walked into the bathroom and saw the fleece socks in the sink. He looked closer in disbelief and felt that they looked just like the ones Xiao He was wearing.
Fang Xiaoke had a ridiculous idea, but he quickly suppressed it. After taking care of his physical needs, he turned his head and saw Teacher An busy in front of the restaurant. He didn't dare to look closely.
Jin He was chatting with Wen Lian. Wen Lian mentioned how many people made it to the finals and what songs were chosen for the finals. Jin He even gave him some advice after listening to his song demo.
“When you’re on stage, you should wear a choker. It’s really cool.” Jin He held it up to him. “It will match the music style and be very eye-catching. But don’t wear leather. Wear velvet or silk.”
"A choker? I want one too!" Fang Xiaoke said, leaning over.
Fang Xiaoke, eighteen years old, has a baby face and droopy dog eyes. His dream is to become an adult male.
Seeing the eager look in his eyes, Jin He thought for a long time, then took out a tie from her suitcase and measured it against Fang Xiaoke's eyes. "Then you might need a gauze blindfold, but it must be gauze, not lace, about three fingers wide, just enough to cover your eyes."
"Okay!" Fang Xiaoke readily agreed. "I'll definitely talk to the stylist!"
The three were chatting when Jin He's phone rang. He answered it, said a couple of times, and then called out towards the bathroom after hanging up: "An Yi, the takeout is here."
"Okay." An Yi said, carrying two freshly washed socks to the balcony to hang them up to dry. He then wiped his hands clean and prepared to put on a hat and mask to pick up the takeout.
His gaze fell on the baseball cap on Jin He's head.
“Give me back my hat.”
"I won't pay it back." Jin He refused decisively.
An Yi sighed, looking helpless, and changed into a hooded jacket, pulling the hood up over his head: "Go back and lie down first."
"Oh." Jin He went back to lie down in her slippers, and An Yi put on his mask before opening the door and going downstairs.
Fang Xiaoke: "..."
Wen Lian: "..."
"Where did Teacher An go?" Fang Xiaoke asked.
“He picked up the takeout,” Jin He said. “I asked him to buy us milk tea, and he went to pick it up.”
Wen Lian was flattered: "There's actually a share for us?!"
"But I can't let you guys watch me drink, can I?" Jin He took out her tablet and invited them to play games together.
"Then, how can we let Teacher An go downstairs to pick up the takeout?"
"What else can we do? If we don't let him go down, can we make me go down?"
Jin He answered with an air of self-righteousness, clearly having grown accustomed to ordering An Yi around. Fang Xiaoke and Wen Lian both wore bitter expressions, wondering how they were going to drink that milk tea later.
An Yi quickly brought up three extra-large cups of milk tea. He placed the room-temperature mango pomelo sago without tea base in front of Jin He. Jin He then sat up and rubbed her hands. An Yi then tore off the packaging strip of the straw, stuck the straw in with a "snap," and put it to Jin He's lips.
Jin He took a sip of sago from his hand.
Delicious!
Jin He squinted her eyes and enjoyed the milk tea with both hands.
“These are for you.” An Yi handed over another milk tea bag.
The two people were flattered and accepted the gift with both hands.
Wen Lianduo is a shrewd person. His eyes instantly scanned the milk tea in the bag. There were two cups, and the flavor of the milk tea was the kind they usually drank. It should have been ordered by Brother Xiaohe, but Teacher An Yi answered the phone.
Why did you only order three drinks?
"Teacher An, aren't you going to drink some?" Fang Xiaoke offered her cup of milk tea, indicating that An Yi could have it.
"No, thank you," An Yi replied. "You guys drink, I have some to drink."
Jin He sat next to her, holding her milk tea cup and sipping it little by little. After drinking for a long time, the surface of the milk tea didn't seem to have gone down much.
"Check on the mini-program what you want to eat for lunch today. There will be a lot of people today, so ask Aunt Shu to prepare it early."
“Okay.” Jin He took out her tablet and opened a menu page. It was a small program that An Yi had asked his sister’s company’s technical department to develop so that he could order food himself. Jin He could order dishes that were already in the program and also say what dishes he wanted to eat.
The saltiness and taste can be adjusted by yourself. Otherwise, if you ask An Yi to order for you, he can find a hundred things that are not right and refuse to eat them.
“Xiao Ke is from Sichuan and Chongqing, so she can eat some spicy food,” Jin He said. “Wen Lian is from Chang’an, so he wants to eat noodles.”
"I'll handle theirs, you order your own."
"Oh," Jin He replied.
"You drank milk tea today, so don't drink soup at noon, otherwise you'll feel chest tightness again if you drink too much water."
"Okay." Jin He looked at the menu with a hint of regret. "Then let's order a shepherd's purse and potato soup for the two of them. It's really delicious."
An Yi nodded.
Jin He took two more sips of milk tea, raised the cup to check the capacity, and seeing that she had almost finished, she naturally reached out and handed the cup to An Yi without him saying anything. An Yi didn't hesitate to take it and take a sip.
Fang Xiaoke: !!!
So this is what Teacher An wanted to drink!
Why is the way you catch leftover milk tea so natural? It's like it's been etched into your DNA!
"Good boy." An Yi raised his hand and rubbed Jin He's head. "You two play by yourselves for a while, I'll go cut some fruit for you."
"Next game," Jin He said, pointing to the tablet, "I want to play PUBG, and I want to play with Fang Xiaoke and the others."
An Yi paused for a moment, then glanced at Fang Xiaoke and Wen Lian. They seemed like troublemakers, and they both trembled, not daring to speak.
"Isn't Candy Crush fun anymore? Shooting games aren't for you, listen to me."
Jin He looked unhappy: "But there's no one to play Candy Crush with me."
Five minutes later, three boys in the ward were each holding a cell phone, with cheerful sounds coming from them from time to time:
"Animal!"
"Great!"
"Unbelievable!"
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