Chapter 80

Shi Yuhan was shocked by this sudden action. He looked at Song Qinghuan stupidly. His deep eyes were full of strange and complex light, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't make any reaction at half a sound.

he had never met such a scene, and never dealt with it.

No matter how much women dare to look up to him, no matter how much they dare to look up to him.

He gave her the dessert, but she told him to eat it first? How could you feed him with your own fork?

What is this woman thinking? Why did she do that?

If it was someone else, he would really think that she was seducing him, but the woman's eyes were very clear, just because PA ate his food, some of which made him feel bad.

Just because he knew it, he found for the first time that he didn't know what choice to make.

At half a sound, he took a low breath, opened his lips slightly, and was about to speak

Song Qinghuan held the fork for a long time, feeling that his hands were going to be sour.

This will finally see when the cold mouth, immediately let the fork on the dessert, into the cold mouth.

When the sweet and greasy taste diffuses between the lips and tongue, a strange feeling also spreads in the bottom of my heart. When I protect myself from the cold, when I close my lower lip, my face suddenly cools down.

Song Qinghuan has not found something wrong with him, and still asks him, "is it delicious?"

Who let his face has been cold and calm, no matter how cold it will not be noticed.

When the cold to hand into a fist, against his lips, suddenly feel very upset, upset to a nameless fire from the bottom of my heart, without warning.

"Do you want to eat any more? If you like, I'll give you some more!" So when song Qinghuan felt that he was just asking a quiet question. When the cold, but with a cold voice, drank her a low: "shut up!"

Song Qinghuan's hand movement, suddenly stopped, almost frozen up, looked at him in amazement.

Did she do something wrong? What happened to him? Make him mad again? Sure enough, he is not a human being, and human's ingratiation will not work here.

Song Qinghuan's long eyelashes drooped. After losing the battle, he no longer made a sound. Although he was still eating the delicious Napoleonic crisp, he could not feel any taste.

When the cold looked at her, eyes suddenly bright and dark, thin lips cold pursed, in the heart with a trace of cold confusion, feel that he is not too much.

But just for a moment, he felt nothing. He and she were not friends, so there was no need to be so close.

The small box is quiet again. Song Qinghuan is eating the cake low, but he doesn't have a bite. He doesn't look at her when he is in the cold. He just eats the steak and doesn't communicate with each other any more.

(PS: ten more chapters. It's a little late. Good night, everyone. Good dream! Let's announce yesterday's lucky readers