Bo Yanching's lips curled slightly with a light smile, "Buy whatever you want to eat, big brother will get it for you."
Chu Yao couldn't help but shiver.
Have they all been infected by Mo Tingshen?
Calling each other "big brother" like it's going out of style.
She was just out for a walk when she happened to receive a call from Nan Jiaojiao and then conveniently got blocked by Bo Yanching, who was also out walking.
"I've been with the crew for two months, and I haven't treated anyone to food yet." Chu Yao crossed her arms, deliberately making it difficult.
Bo Yanching didn't blink and responded readily, "What do you want to eat? I'll cover it. When should I deliver it to the set?"
"Tomorrow night, I have a night shoot. Maybe some milk tea for a late-night snack, or freshly cooked duck heads would be good too."
"Alright, I've noted it down."
Chu Yao suddenly lost interest.
