zhao ke's gaze landed on pei qiqi. pei qiqi was sensitive enough to realize that zhao ke didn't want to look at her. she only glanced at her for a moment before lowering her head to gently stir the coffee in her cup.
zhao ke elegantly picked up the cup and took a small sip. when she looked up and saw that pei qiqi didn't move, she smiled lightly, " these are coffee beans imported from Netherlands. you can't drink them in a normal coffee shop. "
pei qiqi pushed her cup forward and looked straight at zhao ke, " i don't like coffee. "
therefore, no matter how good the coffee beans were, they were not attractive at all.
A trace of displeasure appeared in Zhao Ke's eyes, but she concealed it very well. She put down the cup, wiped her lower lip with a tissue, and took out her lipstick to touch up her makeup. Only then did she say unhurriedly, " "Tell me, how much do you want?"
pei qiqi just looked at her like that. her eyes were a little hot.
