She felt distressed for him like this.

I really want to reach out and hug him, give him a little comfort, a little warmth.

However, she knew that he didn't like her, and even more so her touch, so she held back.

Just adjusted the atmosphere, and smiled happily:

"Then I'll wait for you to invite me, don't forget!"

She looked at him with anticipation and adoration.

Being looked at by the girl with such undisguised eyes, the man seems to be very useful.

At this moment, he only felt that her smile was as bright and warm as the sun.

brought a glimmer of light to his pure black world, and made his heart warm up a little bit.

Then, Zijie took Qing Shui to the top floor!

The top floor of Sovereign International has a unique view!

Qing Shui took out the meals made by his mother one by one and laid them out.

Then he took out a small bowl and served him a small bowl of soup.

"Let's take a sip of soup first, which my mother took more than three hours to boil. ”

Speaking of his mother's cooking skills, Qing Shui likes it very much!

In addition, she can't do it herself, so her words can't help but have a bit of coquettishness and show-off.

"Mom said, you're so busy with work, you should make up for yourself!"

Wang Qiongzhi is a very gentle and warm woman.

She is very kind to her own children, and she treats her children's friends as if they were half of her own children.

The prospective son-in-law she fancied naturally tried her best to be good to him.

Zijie's heart is surging, he has grown so big, and no one has ever cared about him so much.

There is no mother to make soup for him, at this moment, he is very envious of Qing Shui.

"Help me, thank you, Mom. ”

As soon as the words came out, he was stunned.

In fact, he just wanted to say: Help me thank your mother.

But all of a sudden, Tulu's mouth was gone, and one word was missing.

Shen Qingshui's hand shook and almost knocked over the soup bowl, Zijie's eyes were quick, and he quickly reached out to help her hand stabilize it.

And so it goes. His large hand rested lightly on the back of her hand.

The soft touch spread from the palm to the bottom of the heart, and then exploded in Zijie's mind.

"Plop Plop Plop ......"

His heart was like a little train......

As for Qing Shui, he was also stunned.

Although she had been in the same bed as him, although she had been hugged and supported by him, it was all separated by clothes.

It was the first time I had touched his hand like this.

His palms are generous, but not delicate, with a bit of a thin callus.

Slightly rough but not uncomfortable, it made her feel more distinct, as if it could fall through the back of her hand to the tip of her heart.

Qing Shui's face turned red uncontrollably.

Looking at each other, there seemed to be a bit of ambiguous smell surging in the air.

In the end, the first person to return to God is Qing Shui!

Because the soup bowl she was holding in her hand had been a little hot for a long time.

She was embarrassed and said to him:

"Taste this soup and see if it suits your appetite!"

The softness of the palm was withdrawn, and Zijie only felt that his hands were empty, and his heart was also empty.

Then he was stunned and stunned, took the soup, and poured it into his mouth without looking.

Qing Shui Xing's eyes widened, stretched out his hand to him, and said hurriedly: "Be careful of burning!"

It's a pity it's too late!

Zijie has already drunk the soup into his mouth, and he eats it in a big gulp!

At this time, his mouth was full, and the feeling of being extremely hot made him frown.