"Hm?" Gu Yusheng asked so suddenly that Qin Zhi'ai was stunned for a while before she understood his meaning. She didn't reply to him. He seemed to feel that he hadn't asked clearly enough, so he asked again, "What flavor do you like?"
Looking at the people still waiting in line at the milk tea shop, Qin Zhi'ai shook her head, just saying, "Forget it." Gu Yusheng once again opened his mouth. "Or should I get a cup of each flavor for you to try?"
After saying that, Gu Yusheng suddenly felt that his idea was quite good. He turned around and walked to the end of the line in front of the tea shop.
In fear that he would actually buy a cup of each flavor, Qin Zhi'ai hurriedly caught up, pulled on his clothes, and whispered, "Red bean."
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