Chapter 46: I Like Your Taste

Xia Tian lived alone, so naturally he didn't have a man's change of clothes. Mu Jinchen has a slight cleanliness habit, and it is impossible to grieve him for wearing old clothes overnight in the hot summer, so he has no choice but to go downstairs and go to a nearby shopping mall to buy it.

"What do you think of this?"

Xia Qian asked him as he pointed to a set of casual men's clothes on the model.

The mobile phone kept vibrating, and the phone calls from home came and went, and Mu Jinchen knew that it was his grandfather who was urging him to go back.

"It's good to like it." He pressed reject the call.

Yes, I asked in vain.

Xia Tian simply made his own decisions, took a set according to his size, and then went to buy towel slippers or something. Mu Jinchen followed behind her, watching her wander around like a little bee to buy things for him, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be suppressed.

"Dumping, do you want to eat sugar?" He picked up a box of mints on the merchandise shelf and asked her with a smile.

She looked back, her expression dazed.

He stood in the light, one hand in his trouser pocket, the other hand holding a small box of candy, his black eyes shining, his body was like a jade tree, and he was handsome.

It is said that the beauty is charming when she smiles, but in fact, the male color is better than the country. In ancient times, King Zhou You was willing to play the princes of the beacon fire in order to win a smile from the beauties, and Xia Tian sometimes thought that if she was the king, she would also be willing to give the country away, just for him to show his joy.

"Okay." She walked over and picked up the different flavors and looked at them, "Which flavor do you like?" ”

Raising his head, suddenly a shadow shrouded him, and as soon as his lips were hot, a slightly cool kiss fell to the corner of his mouth.

"Your taste."

I love the taste of you.

Such childish love words turned around in Xia Tian's mind a few times, and she couldn't get out, her ears were slightly red, and then she took a few boxes and threw them into the shopping basket.

"Okay, what else do you want to buy?" She pretended to be calm.

Mu Jinchen lowered his head, stared into her eyes with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his right hand in front of her, blocking her way. Xia Tian's heart beat a little fast, and he was thinking in a daze, there are supermarkets with surveillance heads everywhere, is it really appropriate for him to be like this?

But he fluttered his eyelashes and obediently closed his eyes.

Warm breath sprayed on his face, and his voice was soft, with a faint smile: "Dump, you leaked the lemon flavor." ”

"Huh? Yes! ”

When she opened her eyes, he raised the lemon-flavored candy in his hand and shook it, she was slightly embarrassed, snatched it up, and threw it into the shopping basket. "Alright, let's go back."

Thinking about it, he felt unwilling, and stuffed the shopping basket into his hand, "You come and take it, go to the queue to checkout." ”

Tell you to flirt with me!

She walked forward quickly, and no matter how she looked at it, it looked like she had fled from the desert.

It was about tonight that the night was too beautiful, the breeze was too gentle, her reaction was too cute, and the light smile on the corner of Mu Jinchen's mouth never went down. After washing and changing clothes, he came out and saw that the sofa had been put down to form a single bed, and the pillows and thin quilts were ready. He lowered his eyes, picked up the pillow and quilt, and turned to the summer room.

"What are you doing?" Xia Tian looked at him vigilantly.

As soon as the words fell, the pillow and quilt smashed over, along with his people.

"Mu Jinchen! Don't play hooligan! You get out! ”

Mu Jinchen wrapped his arms around her waist and fell into the quilt with her, his voice was faint and a little tired: "Tilt, good, I'm tired after a busy day today." ”

Xia Tian laughed angrily. It seems that who is not tired from work.

"Don't pretend!" She poked him in the shoulder, "Get up, I'm going to be angry." ”