(Great Literature.) When she saw the food, it was like a dog seeing a bone, Tang Qiuxue's eyes lit up.

Although it is a little inappropriate to compare her to a dog, the wet eyes are very imaginative.

Tang Qiuxue stared at the thing in Ye Juechen's hand without blinking, and her saliva secreted involuntarily: "I'm hallucinating?" ”

Ye Juechen took the thing in his hand and shook it slowly in front of her: "Is it fragrant?" ”

Tang Qiuxue swallowed her saliva: "Fragrant." ”

Master Xue'er's little expression waiting to be fed is really cute, Ye Juechen rubbed his fingertips a few times, and resisted the urge to pinch it:

"Is it a hallucination?"

Tang Qiuxue shook her head desperately, joking, this fragrance, this color, is that an illusion?

Even if it's a hallucination, don't tell me, I'd rather be immersed in the illusion of food.

Nightlord's white fingers slowly tore off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, squinting with pleasure.

Oh!

Let go of that piece of meat and let me come!

Luckily, the tree they were staying on was big enough and sturdy enough.

Tang Qiuxue pounced violently, so that no one was thrown directly down the tree.

One hand directly locked his throat, and with the other hand, he viciously snatched the big chicken leg that was still steaming, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

The moment of the entrance, Tang Qiuxue was complete.

And Ye Juechen, who was locked in his throat, also leaned on Master Xue'er's arms with a satisfied face, although his posture was not very comfortable.

But such intimate physical contact made him feel very satisfied.

Soft and fragrant.

Just like when she was a child when she hugged him to sleep.

Nightlord's long, thick eyelashes covered the chagrin in his eyes, and he was annoyed with himself as a child.

Why didn't he know how to cherish that time at the beginning.

Because he has grown up, he is a man, and he can sleep alone, in fact, because of shame, just because of this, he actually pushed Master Xue'er out.

Then Master Xue'er really let him sleep alone, and he was hugged and slept with him.

What a for his manhood!

Shame on him!

I want Master Cher, Master Cher!

Ye Juechen, who regretted not being at the beginning, was hugged again today as he wished, and he had been in the arms of his heart for many years, although his posture was not very good.

But as long as the ending is perfect, nothing else matters.

"Say, when did you hide it, are you going to enjoy it for yourself?" Tang Qiuxue, who had solved the chicken legs, pinched his face and began to torture him to extract a confession.

Ye Jue Chen, who restrained his careful thoughts, blinked innocently: "How can this be said to be hidden, Chenchen is called prescient." ”

"Master Xue'er, how can you think about Chenchen like this, Chenchen suddenly feels so sad, and his heart hurts."

Ye Juechen covered the position of his heart, and showed a painful expression on his face: "Because I was worried that Master Xue'er would suddenly want to eat, and there was nothing to eat around, so Chenchen specially prepared it, so I was worried that Master Xue'er would be hungry." ”

"I didn't expect Chenchen's filial piety, Master Xue'er actually looked at Chenchen like this, Chenchen was really sad, and he was about to die of sadness."

Ye Juechen revealed a sad mood all over his body, and Tang Qiuxue's heart was torn up.

Letting go of the hand that was still pulling his face, she didn't know how to explain it, she was actually joking with him, not serious.

Except for the beginning of the first year, she will coax him and will take care of his emotions.

All the time after that, he was coaxing her, taking care of her, and spoiling her.

can be described like this: If Tang Qiuxue was raising a son to Ye Juechen at the beginning, then later it can actually be said that Ye Juechen is raising a daughter, or the kind of pet who is pampered and has no bottom line.

Tang Qiuxue, who has always been on the side of being spoiled, so now this scene instantly made her panic, and she didn't know how to coax him.

Great Literature .