Shen Wanqing's eyes narrowed and waved to the boy. His tone was a little sticky, "Su Su, why have you been there so long?"
"Suddenly thinking about the starting point, he turned to the study." Huai zisu came over with a delicate small plate in his hand and a gentle smile between his eyebrows.
He came over, put the plate on the stone table and slowly sat beside Shen Wanqing.
The breeze rolled over and the leaves fluttered quietly across the snow-white corners of my clothes.
Huai zisu took a milk cake from the dish and gently handed it to Shen Wanqing's lips.
Shen Wanqing sniffed and looked surprised in his eyes.
It smells like wangzi milk.
Ancient milk was not this kind of milk, was it?
Shen Wanqing subconsciously opened his mouth and bit. Then he was surprised to pick the tip of his eyebrow. It was really this taste.
When the girl finished eating the milk cake, Huai zisu gently wiped the girl's lips with her finger pulp.
His temperament is elegant and indifferent, but he treats Shen Wanqing with extreme tenderness.
The snow-white fingertips against the girl's red lips are a little cool. They are gently rubbed with gentle and gentle movements.
Huai zisu took back her hand, put it in front of her lip and licked it.
After that, he replied, "well, it's full of milk fragrance, which is the same as Qingqing's taste. When making it, zisu was worried that it didn't have this taste. Now it seems to be very successful."
It turned out that the boy went to make milk cakes.
Shen Wanqing picked up a piece of milk cake from the table and ate it contentedly. At the same time, he tortured the boy from his soul. "Didn't you taste it yourself when you did it?"
Or did she become an experimental mouse?
At present, the young man in white seemed to pause slightly, and then the snow-white fingertips collected the clothes, "tasted it."
She turned her head, saw the young man's indifferent look, gently raised the tip of her eyebrows, and looked at Huai zisu with some meaningful banter.
Shen Wanqing said, "those words before that?" it's under the name. In fact, it's meant to take advantage, isn't it!
Huai zisu lightly pursed the crimson lips, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were indifferent. He hung his eyes, and his slender eyelashes covered his pupils, leaving a shadow like a PU fan.
His tone was very insipid. "Zisu thought it might be different."
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing sniffed lightly, and some joked with great interest: "different? What's different? Is it different sweetness?"
Her voice is lazy and playful. She feels ruffian and flirting with people.
If ah Chen sees him, he will feel sad again. His cabbage has been arched.
The young man's look was indifferent, and the light amber pupil was very calm, even without waves and traces.
His bland jaw nodded, "yes."
Yes?
Shen late Qing Wei Dun, then understood what youth meant.
She ate the last mouthful of milk cake in her hand and licked the remaining milk cake residue at the corner of her lower lip.
Shen Wanqing holds the rocking chair in his palm, lazily holds his upper body, and squints at Huai zisu with brown eyes.
The girl's red lips were evil and dark. The smile was like a blooming poppy, with poison, but addictive.
It's tantalizing.
He heard the other side's low mouth, "then tell me, what's different?"