Xiao Feng and Nie Longjiao exchanged glances upon seeing this scene, both noticing the surprise in each other's eyes.
Zhao Ce handed one bottle after another of milk tea to the wealthy people in the courtyard. Some refused, but his enthusiasm was hard to resist, forcing them to accept.
Nie Longjiao walked over and asked, "Did you go buy milk tea?"
"Yeah, they gave us money and things, so we have to give something in return, right?" Zhao Ce replied, then took a bottle of milk tea from a thermos box, handed it to Nie Longjiao, and pointed at Xiao Feng, indicating who the milk tea was for.
A strange look crossed Nie Longjiao's eyes, but she still took the milk tea and walked to Xiao Feng, handing it over, muttering to herself, "He's like a different person."
Xiao Feng didn't respond to her muttering, took the milk tea in hand, shook it up, opened the cap, observed the color, and then held it to his nose to smell it.
The smell of milk was strong, but it seemed a bit pungent.
