Chapter 42 is that she hurt her own hand

"Washed up."

Lin Xiaoxiao washed Fu Tingshen's hands, and wiped Fu Tingshen clean, looking at Fu Tingshen's wet and hot and clean hands, she was very satisfied with her masterpiece.

There was also a satisfied smile on his face.

She was holding a towel and was about to dry her hands, but Fu Tingshen suddenly snatched the towel away, and Lin Xiaoxiao looked at him unexpectedly.

The corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and he said, "Now I'll wash your hands for you." ”

Having said that, Fu Tingshen had already grabbed Lin Xiaoxiao's little hand, and it was too late for Lin Xiaoxiao to escape.

She looked at Fu Tingshen's handsome face in fear, when she washed Fu Tingshen's hands just now, she deliberately used a lot of strength, Fu Tingshen wanted to take revenge back?

"No need—"

Lin Xiaoxiao's frightened struggle.

Fu Tingshen said softly: "Don't make trouble, be nice." ”

The big hand gripped her little hand tightly, not giving her the slightest chance to break free.

Lin Xiaoxiao saw that she couldn't escape, and the warm water had washed over her little hands.

She silently lit a wax in her heart for her delicate little hands.

It was she who hurt her own hands—

However, the expected rudeness did not befell her.

Fu Tingshen moved very gently, washing her hands with his big hands.

Lin Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and looked at Fu Tingshen's side face, he looked serious, without the slightest revenge, he seemed to be washing a treasure, so gentle, the whole person was shrouded in a gentle halo, so that Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look at him all the time.

After a while, he said, "It's washed." ”

After saying that, his warm big hand wrapped around her little hand, pulled her to the side of the dryer, stretched out his big hand first, touched the sense, and pulled her hand together.

The warm wind blew on her hands, and the temperature was just right.

His big hot hand wrapped around her little hand, and in a moment her hand was blown dry, and so was his.

He said, "All right." ”

So, Lin Xiaoxiao was dragged from the bathroom to the restaurant by Fu Tingshen.

The food on the table was full of color and fragrance, and Lin Xiaoxiao's stomach was already grumbling with hunger, even if she had already eaten some secretly when the maid was cooking, her stomach was still very hungry.

At this moment, all her thoughts were attracted by the food, and her eyes no longer stayed on Fu Tingshen.

Fu Tingshen actually felt a little lost.

grabbed Lin Xiaoxiao, who couldn't wait to have dinner, pulled her back into his arms with force, pulled her to his seat, and let her sit on his lap.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't know why, when she sat on Fu Tingshen's lap, she realized what Fu Tingshen was doing, and she struggled slightly.

"Don't move! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind eating you first! ”

The black eyes locked on Lin Xiaoxiao, with a thick warning.

She naturally knew the consequences of her moving on Fu Tingshen's lap, and she was so frightened that she didn't move, like a statue, sitting on Fu Tingshen's lap.

Fu Ting laughed out loud with deep satisfaction, stretched out his chopsticks, took a little dish, and handed it to Lin Xiaoxiao.

Lin Xiaoxiao obediently opened her mouth, this feeling of being served by someone is honest, it's not good, she really wants to sit down and eat well, but Fu Tingshen doesn't let go, and her big hand tightly imprisons her little hand, so she can only reluctantly cooperate.

"Is it delicious?"

He asked, his eyes locked on her, full of playfulness.

Lin Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth and glared at Fu Tingshen resentfully, but she still didn't dare to move.