Chapter 2091: BOSS, about 11

Chapter 2091 BOSS, about 11
When Jiang Yan left, Bei Yuyi handed a cup of tea beside him to him.
Xiaojiang looked at the cup of tea and looked at her with vigilance.
"Are you not thirsty?" Bei Yuying indicated that he was drinking water. "This cup of tea is not hot."
"You let me drink what you have drunk?" Xiao Jiang was disgusted.
"I didn't drink it. I took it to you with pity. If you don't drink it, I am still thirsty." Bei Yu's face was holding a look of 'Fortunately, don't want to', and couldn't wait to take the glass of water. come.
Xiao Jiang saw her like that, and her eyes flashed a smear of color. "Who said that I don't drink. Since you gave me, it is mine."
Said, Xiao Jiang took the cup of tea and took it, drinking it with a big mouth, and the small eyes did not forget to look at her.
Bei Yuyu pretends to be a deceitful, shameless expression.
After Xiao Jiang was seen, the heart was called smug, and the water became sweet and delicious.
The northern rain glared at the stinking look of his little man, and he smiled in his heart.
Little kid is a kid.
When Jiang Yan took the ice water, he saw Xiaojiang’s tea drinking from his wife.
I saw that my wife did not drink before. It turned out to be a special help for the young master.
When he finished drinking, the whole person felt very comfortable.
Bei Yu Yan took a look at the time. "You have been resting for ten minutes, and you can continue to work."
Xiaojiang was rushed to the sun and continued to work.
"What happened to the sour plum soup that I cooked in the pot?" asked Bei Yuyu.
"It’s already good, you can eat it later when you let it cool."
Seeing that the day was getting hotter, Bei Yuyu finally stopped him.
Xiaojiang is not able to get tired, and the resentment against the north rains is deeper.
"You can't afford to do this kind of work?" Bei Yuyu looked at him contemptuously. "I can pick up a table at your age, and work for more than ten hours without stopping."
Xiao Jiang is a pair of ghosts who believe in your stinking expression.
Jiang Yan came over with sour plum soup. "Little Master, drink some sour plum soup to relieve the heat."
Xiao Jiang did not drink this thing. After taking a sip, it was sour and sweet, and it tasted great. He drank a bowl of sour plum soup in one go.
"Jiang Yan, come back to another bowl."
Jiang Yan was busy giving him another bowl.
"This sour plum soup is so delicious." After Xiaojiang left the drink, he still licked his mouth and felt the endless taste.
Jiang Yan smiled and said; "Good to drink. This is the sour plum soup that the wife specially made for you."
Xiaojiang’s smile on his face suddenly froze.
The north rain glared at his pair of people who wanted to vomit and vomit, and the one who had eaten the same kind of depression, the smile on the lips became more and more concentrated.
Xiao Jiang looked at her from the poor eyes and said, "I don't think you will please me, I will accept you and recognize your identity."
"Small away, do you want more? I don't want to please you, this sour plum soup is cooked out for everyone to eat, you just by the way."
Xiaojiang had to leave the bowl on the table and rushed upstairs.
Jiang Yan will not understand Bei Yu's behavior. She did not help the young master before, but how to say it in front of him, this is not a thankless, let him hate her more.
"Mrs. Why don't you tell him the truth?" Jiang Yan couldn't figure it out.
"To be honest, he doesn't like to listen." Bei Yuyu said without a smile.
When the original owner came, he also thought about making a good relationship with him and pleading with him. He was even more tolerant of him.
(End of this chapter)