"I only left to buy two cups of milk tea, it's not like I went back home. How come you didn't think to send me a message or give me a call?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Fang Qingze reached out and took the milk tea Ye Chuqing handed him. It was the exact same flavor he had bought her the last time after they ate noodles.
Clasping the cup, the icy chill mirrored his mood. He let out a soft sigh and said, "I forgot."
Chapter 118