Seeing that Zhao Han still didn't react, she went forward to hold Qiu Cha's arm and Zhao Han's arm to help her brother recover his dignity.
"Sis-in-law, what do you like? I'll get my brother to pay for it!" Zhao Xiaolei smiled and said.
Qiu Cha carried her bag and smiled.
"I want a cup of milk tea."
"Brother! Hurry!"
Zhao Xiaolei nudged Zhao Han. He found a milk tea shop and suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked her what she wanted to drink and ran over to ask, "What do you want to drink?"
"Hey, you're just buying for Qiu Cha and not us?" Lan Anran said teasingly.
"What do you guys want to drink?" Zhao Han amended his question.
"I don't want anything." Mo Jinrong hated drinking such things.
"I want, I want!"
Zhao Xiaolei ordered a cup for herself and one for Lan Anran.
"Qiu Cha, what do you want to drink?" Zhao Han asked again.
