Chapter 1150: Hey, don't you like it?

Chapter 1150: Hey, don't you like it?

   Chapter 1150 Hey, don't you like it?

   Afraid that you can't help yourself?

   Ye Xiubai was a little puzzled when he heard these words.

   What can't you resist?

   So, he 'um' in a tone full of doubts.

   The next moment he saw his little brat smiling at him, and then said in a low voice, "I can't help but want to chop and hang."

  Ye Xiubai: "…"

  No, what does this have to do with him? He was also very innocent from start to finish? The old man asked them to go back for dinner, who knew that this was a feast of Hongmen.

   Moreover, he has already said some things very clearly, but it is a pity that Liang Jinxiu is like deaf.

   What can he do? He's not going to give someone a hearing aid, right?

   Thinking of this, Ye Xiubai sighed.

   Mr. Ye is really a pig teammate.

   At this moment, Ye Xiubai has forgotten that he had sworn before that he couldn't speak ill of Mr. Ye...

   When the two were talking, the dishes were also brought up.

   At the same time, the waiter also seemed to recognize that the owner of this private room was Ye Chuyang, and asked for an autograph by the way when he brought the dishes.

   And when thanking Ye Chuyang, he whispered in Ye Chuyang's ear, "Master, your uncle is really handsome!"

   After saying this, the waiter immediately took small steps and left.

   Ye Chuyang looked back and saw the back of the waiter, and the smile in his eyes couldn't stop.

   Although the waiter lowered his voice when he spoke, in fact, Ye Xiubai had already heard the other party's words clearly.

   He put down the chopsticks he just picked up, his eyes fell on Ye Chuyang, who still had a smile on his face, and he asked meaningfully, "He praised me so much to make you so happy?"

   Hearing this, Ye Chuyang knew clearly that his uncle had heard her and the waiter's whispers clearly.

   Ye Chuyang was not angry at this, but asked with a smile, "You admit that I am good-looking in front of you, are you happy?"

"happy."

"Then it's over." The young man said, a gleam of light flashed in the long and narrow peach blossom eyes, and she narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Tsk tsk tsk, this means that others praise me for my good eyesight. Rounding up that is I have good taste and everything is fine."

   Ye Xiubai: "...???"

  No, why does this sound more and more wrong the more I hear it?

   So after talking so much, his little brat is only so happy because he thinks the waiter praised him for her taste and vision?

   has nothing to do with him, does it?

   Thinking of this, Ye Xiubai really couldn't bear it. He glanced at his little brat speechlessly, only to see the other party's smiling eyes.

  Ye Xiubai: "..." Oh, it seems like he was tricked by this little brat.

   Ye Xiubai clicked his tongue and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ye Chuyang laughed suddenly, and then moved her chair to sit next to her uncle. She smiled and stretched out her hand to poke Ye Xiubai's cheek, begging for it from the little milk cat Like the master's favor, he leaned up and asked, "Uncle, are you angry? Hey, don't be angry, you know I'm teasing you."

   "Ye Chuyang, I'll give you some more color, and you'll be able to open a dyeing workshop." The man said softly.

   "Hey, don't you like it?" Ye Chuyang raised his eyebrows at him.

   (end of this chapter)