A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 122 Chapter 122 Mug

Lin Song mechanically took the lighter thrown by Zhang Zihao, and froze in place with a confused look on his face.

Who will tell him, isn't it just drinking a bowl of milk tea?How can it involve brotherhood?How can it involve sharing blessings?Take it easy, just a bowl of milk tea.

Zhang Zihao's hat is a bit too big.

But Zhang Zihao didn't care about this, he strode into the office building with the bowl of milk tea, and directly pressed the elevator button.

Now he is eager to grow a pair of wings and bring this bowl of milk tea in front of the young master, but who cares about Lin Song's feelings?Where to go to cool off.

It's best to wait until all the milk tea in his hand has been drunk into the stomachs of him and the young master before coming here.

I have to say that the elevators are really slow these days. Zhang Zihao carried a large bowl of milk tea and sat from the first floor to the floor where Zhou Suoran worked. It is calm and breezy, but the bottom of my heart is restless.

I have already scolded Lin Song a hundred times in my heart.

"Damn it, this Lin Song won't change to something better for milk tea, even if you use a thermos cup, you get a big bowl and carry it over, don't say anything else, just smell the fragrance and let him in and out The people who got out of the elevator were drooling!"

Fortunately, the elevator finally stopped at Zhou Suran's office floor, and Zhang Zihao rushed out carrying a large bowl of milk tea like an ant on a hot pot.

He no longer wanted to carry a bowl of milk tea to accept the baptism of people's eyes. When he arrived at the door of Zhou Suoran's office, Zhang Zihao took back his hurried steps.

Putting a large bowl of milk tea in his hand into the tea room, he carefully took out a big mug and filled it with milk tea, making sure it looked like that, and then walked out of the tea room with the milk tea as if nothing had happened. Gently knocked on the door of Zhou Suoran's office.

"Enter!"

After a concise and powerful voice, Zhang Zihao joyfully carried a cup of milk tea and floated into Zhou Suoran's office.

"Didn't I ask you to pick up Lin Song? Why did you come up alone?"

The man who was buried in his work saw Zhang Zihao's smiling face as soon as he looked up, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Tomorrow is the bidding meeting, and he has to have a good talk with that boy Lin Song, lest he make a mess and disrupt the plan of attracting investment.

But after he called Lin Song, he didn't see him for a long time, so he asked Zhang Zihao to go down to have a look, but Zhang Zihao didn't bring him.

On the contrary, he came up first, and smiled triumphantly.

"Oh, young master, don't worry, that boy Lin Song is smoking down there, he said he'll be here later."

Zhang Zihao put the milk tea in his hand on Zhou Suoran's desk as if offering a treasure, and made a gesture of please under the suspicious eyes of the other party.

There was a sweet scent of milk floating in the air, Zhou Suoran's exquisite eyebrows and eyes lightly glanced at the milky white object in the mug.

"What is this?"

It can't be milk, can it?Or sweetened milk.

God knows how much he hates drinking this stuff?Especially when he was studying abroad, the nanny sent by his mother supervised him to drink a glass of milk every day. The nanny also added a lot of sugar to his milk on his own initiative, which made his stomach sore.

Nowadays, when I see something like dairy products, I don’t like it.

Zhang Zihao looked at the milk tea on the table and spoke happily.

"Master, this is Lin Xiaoxiao's milk tea."

"What? You said this is milk tea?"

Zhou Suoran keenly caught the point of Zhang Zihao's words, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, it was really a dairy product.

Immediately waved impatiently.

"Take it away, take it away quickly."

"what?"

Zhang Zihao's face was confused, this milk tea smelled sweet and fragrant, and looked delicious.

His young master really doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Zhou Suoran repeated one sentence helplessly.

"I asked you to take it, didn't you hear?"

This time Zhang Zihao heard it clearly, his young master doesn't seem to like drinking milk tea, so just take it away.

"Oh, I see, then I'll take it."

Anyway, it smells good, if the young master doesn't drink it, it will be cheaper for himself.

Holding the mug, Zhang Zihao hurried out, just as his hand touched the doorknob, Zhou Suran's deep and mellow voice came faintly.

"Wait, who did you say made this milk tea?"

He was too busy hating dairy products just now, so he didn't hear clearly what Zhang Zihao said.

Zhang Zihao, who was immersed in being able to eat alone, didn't realize it, and threw a word leisurely while holding the milk tea.

"Lin Xiaoxiao made milk tea?" Is there any question?

Could it be... Zhang Zihao's hand holding the mug lightly shook.

Could it be his young master suspecting what ingredients Lin Xiaoxiao added to the milk tea?
Well, that's quite possible.

After all, Lin Xiaoxiao has a criminal record in this regard. Although the young master didn't tell him clearly about the incident last time, he seemed to have seen something from it.

No wonder his young master dared not drink it?Let's just take it away.

If there is really something in this milk tea, if the young master doesn't drink it, wouldn't he have been tricked if he drank it?
Zhang Zihao, who was happily carrying the milk tea outside, suddenly trembled all over his body.

Feeling suddenly in a bad mood, and let people eat alone?
"Bring me the milk tea."

Zhou Suoran's voice came faintly, Zhang Zihao was still immersed in his self-imagination.

Until Zhou Suran's voice came again.

"Zihao, I want you to bring me the milk tea!" Zhang Zihao finally came to his senses.

He walked over carrying the mug, with a particularly serious expression on his face. Finally, a certain assistant gritted his teeth secretly.

"Master, why don't you drink this milk tea?"

Zhou Suoran: "..."

Didn't he bring the milk tea in happily just now, and almost took credit for dedicating it to him, why didn't he let him drink the milk tea again?
Seeing his young master staring at him with dark eyes, Zhang Zihao thought of a good way.

"Master, should I pour this milk tea?"

If it is really possible, Lin Xiaoxiao must not let Lin Xiaoxiao hurt the young master again.

Zhou Suoran pointed to his desk
"Don't pour it, just put it on my desk."

He just wanted to taste how the milk tea made by Lin Xiaoxiao tasted?Why does this kid have a protective expression on his face?
Zhang Zihao looked at his young master seriously, making sure that the other party was serious, and seriously wanted to drink the cup of milk tea in his hand.

"Master, why don't I take a sip first and see."

If there is any material added, let him bear it first.

Zhou Suran looked at Zhang Zihao with a look of disgust.

"You let me drink what you drank?"

Thinking that he wanted to drink something that a big man had drunk, Zhou Suran felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"Master..."

(End of this chapter)