The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1654: Xia Wan’er Chapter 162

Chapter 1654 Xia Wan'er Chapter 162

"Yeah." Qiao Mingye's eyes were very bright, especially when he looked at her, her reflection was reflected like a star, making people unable to move their eyes.

She couldn't help but sigh to herself that this was probably the most beautiful view she had ever seen.

The people here cook the dishes with heavy sauces. She likes light food, so the crew didn't eat much of the lunch box today. At night, I forgot the time and forgot the time, and I was too hungry when I reacted.

He lowered his head and took a sip from the mouth of the bottle.

The temperature was just right, but after a bite, it was warm, but the hunger became more and more obvious.

"Delicious." Her brows and eyes narrowed, and her voice softened.

Nan Feng's figure came quietly, handing the pink and tender gift bag to Qiao Mingye.

It was only then that Xia Wan'er discovered that there was a code on the gift bag, and a bow was drawn on it, which was very girlish.

Looking down, he saw Qiao Mingye's slender and beautiful fingers took out a pink coat from the gift bag, um, very girly.

Is this the color that Qiao Mingye secretly likes?

Xia Wan'er kept calm and kept it in her heart.

After all, it is said that the courtesy is still in exchange. He is so considerate to himself, and he should find an opportunity to prepare a return gift.

Seeing Qiao Mingye looking over, she hurriedly lowered her head and continued drinking the Tremella Bird's Nest Soup, but she couldn't let him see through her own thoughts.

I didn't want to drink in a hurry, I almost choked, coughed twice before I recovered.

Qiao Mingye got up, draped her pink jacket over Xia Wan'er's shoulders, closed it, and said softly, "Slow down, it's all yours."

Xia Wan'er blushed and did not dare to answer, she only carefully drank the soup from the thermos.

But it seems that Qiao Mingye didn't go to eat tonight. He was always by his side, either taking pictures with her or watching her take pictures.

She raised her head and asked him, "Have you eaten tonight? Would you like to have some too."

Qiao Mingye wanted to refuse, but when he saw her rosy lips, under the embellishment of Tremella bird's nest soup, he seemed to be more attractive, his throat tightened, and the words came into his mouth: "Well, you Drink first."

Xia Wan'er had no doubts about him, she estimated the weight and thought of keeping half of it for him. This thermos bottle can hold it very well. She drinks half of it, and it's almost the same.

I didn't expect that he just took it and didn't drink it directly, but took the lid on the side, changed it, tightened it, and put it aside, as if preparing for something.

"You..."

Just as Xia Wan'er noticed something was wrong, he had already bullied him.

She put her hands between the two and asked in a panic, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to drink too," he said.

"Didn't I give it to you? In the thermos, I left more than half of it for you." Xia Wan'er trembled a little, and her voice trembled a little.

This man, it's okay to eat her tofu while filming during the day, but now he doesn't let her go in the lounge!

"In a thermos, there is no sweetness in your mouth." He made no secret of his inner thoughts.

Hearing these words, Xia Wan'er's cheeks turned red.

But she also quickly recovered and refused decisively: "No, you are not allowed to do this kind of thing to me in public." The main thing is that it is too embarrassing.

Qiao Mingye was stunned, took her little hand, and the corner of his lips twitched, "Then go back."

"I..." That's not what she meant! But I don't know why this sentence can't be said.

"Let's go, it's almost time, hurry up and finish filming, don't stay up too late," Qiao Mingye got up, pulled her up, and helped her smooth her coat, saying from her heart, "Otherwise I will feel distressed. ."

"Hmm."

Xia Wan'er nodded obediently, and only then did she realize that the quilt on her body was a pink cloak coat, obviously a lady's.

"Is this dress prepared for me in advance?"

Qiao Mingye's warm fingertips slid lightly across her lips, her eyes glittering, and she said, "Well."

How did he know he was going to add more shots? Xia Wan'er tilted her head and thought about it, but she didn't come to a conclusion.