Beads of sweat emitted a shallow halo under the refraction of the light, slowly sliding down the crimson cheeks.

I don't know how many times I picked up the cold boiled water and drank it in a big gulp.

"Haoqi, isn't it a little spicy, why don't you take a glass of water and eat it again."

Looking at her boyfriend with fine beads of sweat on his forehead and crimson cheeks, Zhang Yuxiao stopped his chopsticks and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's because it's so delicious, I can't help but eat faster, don't worry."

Listening to Zhang Yuxiao's words, Zhou Haoqi held the hand of the cup, paused slightly, and then pulled out a smile and comforted.

"Well, okay, but no matter how delicious it is, don't hold it up."

Zhang Yuxiao saw that Zhou Haoqi's expression was very normal, without the slightest struggle, so he picked up the chopsticks with confidence and feasted on them.

Seeing that his girlfriend was back in the mood and eating happily, Zhou Haoqi silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at Xiang Yang opposite, the dignity of the man told him that he couldn't just admit it.

I saw Xiang Yang on the other side, skillfully taking out the skewer from the pot full of fiery, and then taking off the food on the skewer, dipping it in the seasoning, and putting it in his mouth.

In the meantime, the brows were not wrinkled, the cold and white were not drunk, there was no strong support, and even the expression was still a little bit, and the enjoyment of tasting delicious food.

This guy is still not Xiang Yang, he won't be transferred!

The most unbearable thing is that he eats it himself, what are you looking at me doing, despising it? Provocative? As a man, I just compromised like this, and in the future, the four of us will have dinner and shopping together, and I will pay it back, how! Mix!

The villain in Zhou Haoqi's heart was complaining frantically.

The final result of holding on to the end is that a handful of wet wipes are used; filled with a stomach full of ice water; And the successful spicy red lips, faintly with a bit of swelling, the lip color is very attractive.

This meal ended in the two girls enjoying it very much, Xiang Yang slowly savoring it and enjoying it slightly, and Zhou Haoqi's inner painful struggle.

"Hahahaha, I haven't seen it yet, Zhou Haoqi is so enduring." Wen Wen took Xiang Yang's hand, swaying, and smiling.

"Well, your eyes are full of flesh, how can you see others." It's the truth, but I always feel that there is a slight sourness in it.

"You, even eat the vinegar of meat, there is no help, there is no help." Warmth grabbed Xiang Yang's arm and patted the muscles on Xiang Yang's arm with his palm.

Xiang Yang glanced at the movements of his warm hands, and secretly used a little strength on his arm to bulge his muscles. In this way, her feel is hard, and she doesn't feel pain.

"Isn't it fun? Happy? ”

"It's fun, it's fun, it's fun, but when you eat, you deliberately pose for Zhou Haoqi to see, it's really ......" Nuan Xiang made a grimace, stuck out his tongue, and when he spoke, he also leisurely dragged out the end of the note.

"What's wrong? Well? Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows and looked down at the warmth, and his voice was also raised, as if the warmth did not give a satisfactory answer, the next step would be to adopt a policy.

In line with the prediction of dangerous things in advance, the magical sixth sense of girls, and the understanding of Xiang Yang's character, Wen Wen answered the question very dogleggingly.

"It's really~ so much to my liking, Brother Yang, the person who knows me best is really you."

The warm expression in front of him was serious, but he could always poke the soft place in Xiang Yang's heart, and then make that place even softer.

Xiang Yang has never had any resistance to such warmth, to be precise, as long as it is warm, no matter what is related, it can always easily pluck his heartstrings.

"You're going to eat me." Xiang Yang's voice was soft, lingering with nostalgia. Gently rub your warm hair with your hands.

"What? Dare to have an opinion? Wen Wen raised his little chin and looked at Xiang Yang, looking like you dare to say a little thing.

"Don't dare, don't dare, what the boss says is always right, how dare you have an opinion." Xiang Yang pinched his warm fleshy cheeks, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nuan patted Xiang Yang's pair with the palm of his hand, the hand that was strange on his cheeks, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you look good, this is the truest thought in Nuan's heart at this time.

His eyes gurgled and he placed his little paw (well, little meat hand) on Xiang Yang's cheek.

One, two, three, make it hard, pinch.

While pinching, he said in a domineering style.

"From now on, this is the first rule of the house! Did you hear that? ”

Xiang Yang looked at the warmth of the little devil, just smiled, neither nodded nor shook his head, let alone spoke.

Warm hands with a little more strength.

"Don't seduce people with this smiley face, it's ugly now. The first article of the house rule, remember no. ”

"The first rule of the house is that what the boss says is always right. From the very beginning. ”

Xiang Yang's affectionate peach blossom eyes are even more affectionate, and the warmth is like the brightest star in the Milky Way. It's the whole world that he's filling.

"If you don't agree with each other, you will confess, but I like it."

After being stunned for two seconds before returning to his senses, he said arrogantly, slowly letting go of the hands that were pinching Xiang Yang's cheeks, and gently rubbed them with his palms when he let go.

"Your hands are so cold, how about you please drink a cup of milk tea to eliminate food and warm your hands."

Xiang Yang held the warm and loose hands in his hands, felt the cold touch coming from his hands, and put the warm hands together, wrapped them in his big hands, and gently rubbed them.

Wen Wen lowered his head, watching the movements of Xiang Yang's hands, the corners of his mouth deepened a little, raised his head, raised his eyes, looked at Xiang Yang and nodded.

"The main palace is played."

"Is there a reward for Weichen?"

Xiang Yang blinked his peach blossom eyes, his eyes burning.

The corners of his warm lips deepened a little, and he raised a big smile, bright like a bright peony in full bloom.

Hooking his little finger at him, Xiang Yang lowered his head extremely cooperatively.

"Michiu~"

A gentle sound, a soft touch that you evacuate before you have time to feel it.

The lips were sneak attacked, no, Xiang Yang, who had successfully attacked Ming, looked at the warmth of the trot in front of him, and chased after him with great strides.

"Nuan Nuan, come again, don't run."

Xiang Yang's voice was as soft as an indissolvable gummy, and he said while running, fortunately, the weather was cold, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road, so his words and deeds could be so wanton and relaxed, without scruples.

Wen Wen heard Xiang Yang's words behind him, and accelerated the frequency of taking small steps.

However, the length of the legs and the physical fitness have long decided that this is a must-lose game.

Half a minute later, the warmth was like a chick, caught in the hands of the eagle and held in his arms.

"What are you running, dare to do it, you don't dare to admit it."

The subwoofer with a magnetic blast gently exploded in the ear.

"How can there be, this palace dares to do it."

Warm red cheeks, cheeky said.

"So, what about Wechen's reward?"

Xiang Yang's voice was like a small feather, gently teasing his warm ears again and again.

"Haven't you already been rewarded?"

In Xiang Yang's arms, the warm voice sounded lazy and soft, not imposing, but like coquettishness.

"Not enough."

Before the voice fell, he leaned down.

A white palm gently clasped a warm, small and delicate chin with its slender fingers.

The straight and handsome nose bridge brushed the other party's delicate little nose.

pressed the slightly cool thin lips on the red lips, gently rubbing, from a faint rejection, to acceptance, and then to indulgence.

The slightly damp touch is rubbed and mixed with the slightly disordered breath of the two.

From shallow to deep, savor.

A gust of wind blew, shaking the green leaves of the evergreen trees on both sides of the road.

The sound of the leaves slapping seemed to be the leaves covering their eyes shyly.

Quietly from the gap, secretly looked at the pair of people who kissed deeply.