In the study, Xie Qian was sitting in front of the desk, reading a military book in his hand.
The candlelight flickered, and a quarter of an hour passed, but the book in his hand still stayed on page 64, unturned.
"Xie Qian?"
Was it an auditory hallucination?
Why did he hear that person's voice again.
Xie Qian's eyelashes trembled, and his vision gradually focused. Just as he was about to turn the page, a gentle call suddenly came from his ear.
"Xie Qian?"
This voice is so real.
Xie Qian's heart trembled. He raised his eyes and froze when he looked at the person who had appeared in front of him.
"What are you thinking about?" Sang Yu waved her hand in front of him, "I called you many times, but you didn't respond."
It turned out to be not fake.
After Xie Qian breathed a sigh of relief, his heart became excited again.
She was too close, and he stepped back uncomfortably.
After pulling away, he realized that she was still wearing his clothes? ? ! !
Most of Xie Qian's clothes are black and stylish.
Wearing it on Sang Yu at the moment, she looked particularly petite.
Xie Qian had never noticed it before, but now he realized that she had a very feminine face.
Thin eyebrows, curved eyes, small nose bridge, and lips as pink as petals.
How could she...how could she be a woman?
"Why are you here?" Xie Qian asked awkwardly.
"I'm hungry." Sang Yu patted his stomach and blinked at him.
Her eyes were wet, like glass covered with mist.
Xie Qian seemed to see his own reflection inside.
He looked away, forgetting to quarrel with her, and stood up subconsciously: "I'll get you something to eat."
Sang Yu watched him walk out with hands and feet, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
Soon, Xie Qian asked the chef to stew some porridge and bring it to him.
He walked into the study and immediately saw Sang Yu, who was dozing on the chair where he had been sitting:...
In the past, he would have asked her to leave unceremoniously, but now for some unknown reason, he subconsciously said: "Wake up and eat."
After saying that, I was stunned.
Sang Yu half-opened her eyes sleepily, looking at the steaming meat porridge in front of her in a daze, and the glutton in her stomach was instantly seduced.
She picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful and put it into her mouth. The next moment, it was so hot that her eyes were filled with tears.
"Ah, so hot..."
The girl stuck out her tongue and kept fanning the tip of her tongue.
Xie Qian looked at her pink and soft tongue, his eyes slightly darkened.
Because it was too hot, Sangyu could only eat it in small bites.
She swallowed the porridge and raised her eyes to look at Xie Qian opposite, who was as motionless as a statue. "Xie Qian, are you hungry too? Come on, take a bite."
She scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to his mouth.
Xie Qian lowered his eyes and met her eyes.
She stared at him tenderly with a smile in her eyes.
Xie Qian's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were heavy and mixed with ambiguity, his Adam's apple had a deep curvature, and it obviously slid.
Inexplicably, Sang Yu felt a little dry in the mouth.
She put down the spoon and stared at his lips, as if she was bewitched, and asked in a daze: "Xie Qian, can I kiss you?"
The scene was frozen for several seconds.
Xie Qian opened his eyes wide and seemed to be shocked.
But he didn't leave.
"Xie Qian." Sang Yu suddenly raised her hand, grabbed his collar, and stood on tiptoes to get closer to him. Her voice gradually became softer, with deadly temptation, "Can I kiss you?"
The man's breath was overwhelming, and his pupils shrank slightly because of her words.
Sang Yu's hands moved from bottom to top, from his lean waist to his distinct collarbone, lightly rolled Adam's apple, and the deeply curved mandible.
Finally, it fell on his lips, rubbing it softly and softly.
"May I?"
(End of chapter)
