Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

At the same time, Si Ran, who was helping her mother pick vegetables at home, asked Xiao Ke to turn off the live broadcast.

"When did he order the milk tea takeaway?"

[Hehe, when you and the boss were in the bookstore, the boss called the milk tea shop to place the order.]

If you order ten or more takeout cups, you can get all the peripherals in the store, which means that everything is guaranteed to be available.

Si Ran couldn't help laughing, and complained about him in her heart, see, she said Song Yu'an was really childish.

He is also stupid and rich.

"What's wrong, Ranran? You look so happy."

Si Ran put the vegetables she picked into the basket and acted cute to her mother: "Mom, you said you would cook prawns for me tonight. I'm happy just thinking about it."

"You are just greedy." Si's mother also laughed and gently tapped her forehead.

Aunt Song’s private restaurant.

She had just distributed the milk tea to the employees in the store and took a cup for herself to drink slowly when she saw Song Yu'an who had parked his car and ran into the store.

"Aunt, where are my things? Please give them to me." As soon as Song Yu'an came in, he asked Aunt Song for the key chain.

Aunt Song handed him a bag of things and said, "Here, it's all here."

Song Yu'an took it, quickly untied the knot of the plastic bag, took out the white keychain, unpacked it, took it out, and put it in his pocket.

As for the other objects, he did not move them at all.

Aunt Song, who had witnessed all of Song Yu'an's actions, became a little angry again and said in a low voice: "You little bastard, don't tell me that you bought so much just for such a little thing?"

Song Yu'an didn't notice anything wrong with Aunt Song's voice, so he nodded as a matter of course and said, "Well, Ranran got the pink one, and I didn't, so I had to buy it."

He was not so sure about his luck in the lottery that he would get what he wanted.

Then he might as well use other methods to get it, at least he can have one too.

The same thing as Si Ran, isn’t this just another form of “couple’s” keychain?

"Song, Yu, An."

There's not even a hint of reconciliation between him and the girl, but he's already got a love brain.

I really don't know who I inherited this from.

"Aunt, I was wrong, please don't hit me." Song Yu'an dodged Aunt Song's hand that was about to hit him.

Song Yu'an spotted a gentle and elegant man in a black suit coming in from the door: "Aunt, stop, is that Teacher Xiao?"

When Aunt Song heard this, she stopped hitting him and looked towards the door.

The next second, Aunt Song performed a real-life Sichuan Opera face-changing performance, raised her hands to tidy up her clothes and hair, and stood behind the counter with an elegant posture. She smiled, but her words were threatening: "You little bastard, this has nothing to do with you. Go home."

Xiao Wenzhi approached and smiled: "Rongyue, Yu'an."

"Teacher Xiao." Song Yu'an thought about it and called him teacher.

"Now that you're here, come and sit here." Aunt Song came out, took Xiao Wenzhi to sit next to her, and gave Song Yu'an a warning look.

Song Yu'an not only pretended not to see it, but also sat down with them: "Teacher Xiao, you don't mind adding me, right?"

Xiao Wenzhi smiled and shook his head, glancing at the two people who were exchanging glances. It seemed that the aunt and nephew were quarreling over something again: "It's okay, I also want to talk to you about your studies."

After dinner, Xiao Wenzhi said he needed to go home to prepare for class, so he left first: "Then Yu'an, I will go to your house to help you with your studies starting tomorrow. Remember to prepare your books when you go back tonight."

"Okay, I understand, Teacher Xiao." After saying this, Song Yu'an tactfully walked aside, letting his aunt and Teacher Xiao talk alone.

Xiao Wenzhi was not polite and said goodbye to Aunt Song. He then found other interesting topics to talk to Aunt Song, and the two of them talked and laughed.

After a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Xiao Wenzhi had to say to her reluctantly, "Rongyue, I'm leaving first. You...don't be busy too late."

"Well, I'll be closing the store in a little while, so drive slower."

Aunt Song was in a daze for a long time as she watched Xiao Wenzhi drive away.

"Aunt, you'd better take down Uncle Xiao as soon as possible, and you can look at him however you want." Song Yu'an came up from behind and whispered this in Aunt Song's ear.

Aunt Song stroked the jade bracelet on her left wrist and said in a light tone: "Stinky boy, don't meddle in our affairs, otherwise, I will really beat you up."

When Song Yu'an heard this, he shuddered violently. Some not-so-good memories came to his mind, which made him immediately give in and pretend to zip up his mouth: "I'll go home to collect the books first, auntie!"

Only after watching Song Yu'an's motorcycle going farther and farther away until it could no longer be seen did Aunt Song turn around and go back to the store.

"Boss, this is what the gentleman who had dinner with you just now asked me to give you before he left." As soon as the clerk saw her come in, he ran over and handed a paper bag to Aunt Song.

Aunt Song was a little surprised. She thanked the clerk and asked her to go on with her business.

She took the bag to the office, and when she opened it, she found that it contained a complete set of skin care products from the big brand she used most.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wenzhi actually knew it.

The next morning, Xiao Wenzhi arrived at Song Yu'an's house on time and started tutoring him.

The short weekend passed quickly and a new week began.