Farmer's Pretty Doctor Girl: The Hunter's Boss Comes to Farm

Chapter 471 Well, I'm Shameless.So is there a reward?
"Pfft! Don't be so full of words. I think Boss Ye is able to get to this point and open her own shop because of her own credit."

"..."

Everyone outside was discussing the relationship between the two of them and who started Fairy Tale, and there was a lot of gossip.It was extremely deserted inside, and there was an inexplicable resentment.

After Ye Qiqi came in, he saw that the shop had all the things that should be there, as well as some that shouldn't be there, and it was well arranged, and he couldn't think of anything else to add, so he started to move fruits from the space.

She separates work and play very clearly, and is very serious when doing things, and she is not sloppy at all. After getting busy, she has forgotten Song Qingzhao.After moving all the fruits out of the space, start placing them in the frame.

There are three frames for each kind of the same fruit, and they must be arranged neatly, not only to be delicious, but also to look good.

Every time Song Qingzhao talked to her and wanted to come up and do something to him, she slapped him away. In the end, he could only stand by the side, expressionless, staring at her with resentful eyes.

At this time, he was thinking, if Ye Qiqi didn't get rid of Xu Shicheng and let him follow them.With Xu Shicheng here, she can relax a lot, and finish all this soon. After finishing, the two of them may still have time to be intimate for a while.

It's not like now, I can only watch from the sidelines, and she doesn't agree when he goes to help, saying that he is a straight man with cancer, he can't do it, and he can't get the effect she wants, don't mention how disgusting his tone is when he speaks.

Song Qingzhao said that his heart was hurt, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Ye Qiqi managed to arrange all the fruits, put the unfinished fruits in the small cabinet under the frame, then straightened up and stretched.Suddenly, she gave a sudden jerk, and turned her head to look at Song Qingzhao, as if she was going to cry or not.

Seeing her like this, Song Qingzhao endured the unhappiness in his heart and asked aloud, "What's wrong?"

Ye Qiqi supported her waist, said with a mournful face, "It seems...it seems to have slipped to the waist."

She heard a "click" just now, but there was a sound, and now she dared not move even if she was standing, for fear of pain.

Hearing this, Song Qingzhao frowned and walked towards her, "Let me see."

Ye Qiqi really wanted to say what are you looking at, can you see it with the naked eye?In the next second, he was hugged by the man, with a hand on his waist, "Where does it hurt?"

I poked here with my finger, and poked there again, "Is it here?"

"Hmm..." Ye Qiqi was so itchy from his poke, bit her lip, suppressed a smile and nodded.

"I'll rub it for you." Song Qingzhao said, "Why don't you drive it today, and open it tomorrow? You can't drive it even if you're uncomfortable..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Qiqi jumping out of his arms, "No, no, no! We must open today! I have already made an agreement with the customers, we must not break our promise!"

Song Qingzhao: "..."

He stared at her faintly with a pair of eyes, and said slowly, "Didn't it hurt your back? It doesn't hurt now?"

When he said this, Ye Qiqi realized it. She twisted her waist and blinked: "Huh? It really doesn't hurt..."

It still hurts just now.

Song Qingzhao snorted, stared at her without speaking.

Ye Qiqi was terrified by his gaze, she saw that it was still early, so she hurriedly ran over and jumped in his direction, her movements were bold and extremely skinny.

Song Qingzhao quickly reached out to catch her, his face was dark and ugly: "What are you jumping for? What should I do if I fall?"

Ye Qiqi smiled, put his arms around his neck and kissed him, and said with a smile: "Can't you catch it? You won't fall."

Seeing that the man's face darkened again, and he opened his mouth to say something about her, Ye Qiqi coughed lightly, before he could speak, he said, "Are you too busy to do something? It just so happens that I can't do something well, help me." How about a while?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head and rubbed against him, as if she was sure that he would not refuse.

Song Qingzhao pressed her head and said in a deep voice, "It's not impossible to help."

"Ang?" Feeling that there was something in his words, Ye Qiqi blinked at him with a confused expression.

Song Qingzhao looked at her dazed appearance, his heart was itchy, and he couldn't help but want to press her down and kiss her hard, but after all, he was still outside, not at home, in case the customers waiting outside were watching the time It wouldn't be good to push the door and rush in without opening the door when he arrived, besides, he didn't like to mess around outside.

So suppressing that impulse, Song Qingzhao held her face in his hands, lowered his head and bit her red lips with such force that Ye Qiqi exclaimed in pain, "What are you doing?"

"Ask for benefits in advance." Someone said without blushing, very shameless.Then he put her down, stroked the corner of her mouth with his fingers, and asked her, "Don't you want to ask me for help?"

Ye Qiqi glared at him, turned around and went to the drawer at the front desk to take out a stack of white papers, and beckoned to him, "Come here."

Song Qingzhao always felt that it was weird that she was waving at him, as if he regarded himself as a kitten or a puppy. He resisted the strange feeling and walked towards her.

Ye Qiqi had already begun to rub the ink, she pouted at the stack of white paper and said, "Help me write down the price and the name of the fruit, and find something to fix it on the frame later."

In case customers don't know how to sell, one or two come to ask, if there are few people, she can still answer, but if there are too many people, she can't.

Song Qingzhao looked at the stack of papers, then at her, but didn't move for a while, "I can write, is there any reward?"

Ye Qiqi glared at him, "Didn't you already take it?" It hurt her so much just now.

Song Qingzhao said brazenly: "That doesn't count, it's too little." He didn't make a name for himself.

Ye Qiqi: "You are shameless!"

He nodded solemnly, and generously admitted: "Well, I'm shameless. So is there any reward?"

It's like she said no, she won't write.

Ye Qiqi thought to herself, if it wasn't for the bad handwriting, she thought his handwriting was good-looking, so she wouldn't ask him to do this favor.She glared at someone again, nodded and said, "Yes."

"En." Song Qingzhao responded, picked up a brush and dipped it in the ink, tried to write Ye Qiqi's name on the white paper, and said, "Go ahead."

Ye Qiqi raised his eyes to look at the fruit in the frame, and told him the number and the name of the fruit.

Song Qingzhao's handwriting is very beautiful, neat and tidy, with vigor between the lines, making it very comfortable to read.

I wrote a dozen or so pieces, but almost all of them are gone.Ye Qiqi went to the space to rummage through, made some thicker cardboard and glue, pasted the dry white paper on it, and stuck it on the edge of the frame.

By the time she finished these things, half an hour had passed, and 10 minutes more.

The customers queuing up outside were waiting patiently, not as she thought, they couldn't wait to knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)