Chapter 17: The Big Guy's Sweet Bun (17)
Before she could come to her senses, the man's long, knobby fingertips suddenly touched her petal-like lips and horns.
With a gentle flick, wipe off a touch of caramel syrup that remains on the side of your mouth.
He chuckled and put it in his mouth.
The thin lips suddenly flashed with a hidden arbitrary arc: "Well, it's really sweet." ”
And it's not just the sweetness of caramel syrup.
“……”
Xiang Xing looked at Lu Shaoqian in a daze.
But as if he realized something, he suddenly stretched out his little hand nervously and grabbed the man's collar tightly.
The delicate face suddenly approached, staring at him seriously and worriedly, and pursed his lips into a curl of eyes.
Lu Shaoqian was a little puzzled by her sudden move, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?" ”
"Shao Qian, you can't eat it so quickly."
Xiang Xing twisted his beautiful eyebrows, and his soft eyes were full of anxiety, "What if it's really poisonous, and it's a poison that doesn't attack so quickly?" ”
“…… Yes? ”
Lu Shaoqian was rarely stunned.
reacted, but couldn't help laughing, lowered his eyes slightly, and chuckled a few times.
smiled at Xiang Xing's face with a question mark.
Why laugh?
Duck Duck said that there is this kind of poison in costume dramas, and it will attack slowly and make people die slowly.
“…… You. ”
Lu Shaoqian shook his head helplessly while laughing, and after a while, he suddenly tightened, tightened, and bent his arms, rubbing the confused little guy into his arms.
Gently caressing the little hairy head that feels very good, and the ink eyes are shining with a beautiful light.
After a while, he suddenly lowered his head again, and pressed to the faint, pink, red, small, ear, and bean face.
Gently, the mouth smacked.
The sudden crispness and itchiness made Xiang Xing instinctively light and tremble.
"Shao Qian?"
She snorted quizzably.
But he felt that the arms that were strong and powerful were circled and tightened again.
"Even if you are poisoned, it will be with you."
There was a hissing, hoarse, murmuring in my ears, revealing an indescribable meaning, "I am glad." ”
“……”
Xiang Xing was in a trance.
But he quickly straightened up from the warmth, chest, and chest, frowned, and raised his hand to cover Lu Shaoqian's mouth.
"Shao Qian, you can't die."
She stared at him and shook her head earnestly.
"Huh?"
The man's eyes narrowed slightly, but he gently removed the soft, soft, fluffy little hand.
Laughing even more arbitrarily, "You don't want me to die, do you?" ”
"Hmm."
Xiang Xing nodded heavily.
When he died, she would have no blessed ambassadors.
He can't die.
Of course, a certain ambassador will not hear these voices.
"Okay."
He curled the corners of his lips with pleasure and smiled, and his smile was dazzling, almost fascinating and dizzying the little guy again.
"Then let's not talk about this obscure topic in the future."
He seemed to ponder, and suddenly hugged the little one again, and turned to the computer screen on the table.
With a free hand, he opened a video and asked softly, "Here, do you know what this is?" ”
Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes, and his gaze reluctantly shifted from the intoxicating smile.
It was a ribbon-cutting video called "Lake and Landscape Development Plan".
Although I don't know what it is, she can recognize the beautiful woman standing in the middle with the aura of a strong woman.
That was the eldest lady of the Xiang family, the sister who was eight years older than the original owner, Xiang Yang.
Thinking of this, Xiang Xing tilted his head slightly, recalling the plot that he had glanced at in a hurry.
"This seems to be a project that my sister has been paying attention to lately."