Chapter 75: The Prince's Little Cutie 29
The misty apricot eyes looked at the ink cream for a while, and his expression was a little nervous.
Mo Liushuang kept pursing her lips, obviously unhappy, and the kind of anger that came out of her body made people retreat.
Su Nuo bit his lip and rubbed it against the ink flowing frost, his fingers gently hooked the corners of his clothes, and tugged.
Ink Liushuang opened her eyes, her eyes sharp and cold.
"I brought you persimmons, this one is sweet and soft."
Su Nuo said, opening his hand.
On the white and tender little hand, he holds a red persimmon, which is full of fragrance.
Mo Liushuang frowned, and his fingers were slightly loosened.
Facing her smiling face, her eyebrows, and the walls in her heart, no matter how high they were, they all collapsed.
"Hmph." He snorted coldly, took the persimmon from her hand, pulled off the knot, and gently broke it, and there was a burst of sweetness.
Before he could reach his lips, he looked at Su Nuo on the side and swallowed his saliva.
Mo Liushuang deliberately pretended not to see it, took a bite first, and noticed Su Nuo with the rest of his eyes, seeing that she had been staring at him all the time.
As soon as he finished eating half of it, when he was about to eat the other half, Su Nuo's little hand grabbed his sleeve.
"Huh?" Mo Liushuang glanced at her, and lowered her hand slightly.
"I ...... I want to eat. ”
Su Nuo blushed and whispered.
Delicate and soft appearance, cute to death.
Ink Frost handed the other half into her hand.
Su Nuo immediately showed a sweet smile, holding the half of the persimmon in both hands, and ate it carefully.
Even the tip of the nose is stained with a little juice of persimmons.
It's red, dotted on the tip of the nose, and it looks even more cute and cute.
"Is it so delicious?" Mo Liushuang had just eaten it, and she always felt that she was not eating the same thing.
"It's delicious."
Su Nuo nodded and replied seriously.
Ink Cream pulled the handkerchief out of her purse and gently rubbed the tip of her nose.
Su Nuo didn't move, and smiled stupidly at the ink flowing frost.
Waiting for her to finish the half, Mo Liushuang wiped her hands carefully.
"You remember what I told you."
Mo Liushuang's face was cold, and his voice was a little colder and clearer than usual.
"Yes." Su Nuo nodded.
"Then why are you still going with Han Qianlu?"
Ink cream screws the eyebrows.
can know how panicked he was when he couldn't find her.
It was at that time that he realized how important she really was to him.
Thinking about it, the feeling of that time surged in his heart again, and Mo Liushuang hugged Su Nuo in his arms fiercely, a little hard.
Su Nuo was hugged tightly by him, and she was almost out of breath.
Between breaths, it was the good smell of his body, and smelling the smell was a burst of relief.
But......
The ink flow cream is getting tighter and tighter, and Su Nuo ...... Finally I couldn't take it anymore.
The little hand tugged at it gently.
Mo Liushuang let go of his hand at this time, but he still imprisoned Su Nuo in his arms.
Su Nuo raised his head, his empty eyes were shining, and he looked at the ink flowing frost.
"I left with Han Qianlu because she couldn't beat me, and she was as stupid as a fool."
After Su Nuo finished speaking, he pouted again, puffing out of anger.
He was worried that he could, but he couldn't feel that he would lose to Han Qianlu's fool.
When Mo Liushuang heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and the fool scolded the fool?
However, if you recall carefully, when she went in just now, Han Qianlu was indeed even more embarrassed and miserable.
Immediately hooked his lips and smiled, and lowered his eyes.