Is there poison in the White tea cake?

Shi qinglan chuckled but did not say anything.

She and Shen qingyin sat in the living room and chatted casually. Bo Yucheng went to the bedroom to take off his coat, then rolled up his sleeves and washed some fruits for Shi qinglan, cutting them into small cubes and placing them on a fruit plate.

"Have some fruit." The man's deep voice rang out.

Shi qinglan looked up at him and smiled brightly. ah-Cheng, help me bring the tea cake over!

"Tea cake?" Bo Li Cheng's brows could not help but furrow.

Shi qinglan's Red lips curled up slightly. yes, it's the White tea cake that miss Shen qingyin specially sent us this morning.

Upon hearing this, Bo Zhicheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Shi qinglan winked at the man, who had no choice but to turn around and retrieve it. He did not know what this young lady was up to this time.