Obviously, not long after the peeling started, such a small handful had already been peeled off.
After hurting his hand, he peeled the pine nuts with one hand, and he was also quite skilled. The white fat and fragrant pine nuts gathered a small handful, and after peeling it, he passed it to Chu Ci's mouth.
Chu Ci blinked his eyes, and when he saw him hand it over, she opened her mouth obediently and whipped up, and ate the handful of pine nuts he handed over.
He peeled a handful of it and stuffed it into Chu Ci's mouth together, and the thick pine nut fragrance spread in his mouth at once.
Chu Ci bulged his cheeks, tilted his head and looked at him, leaning his hands on the side of the chair, a pair of lotus roots as white as they were, shaking.
The big round eyes looked at him like this, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes, while chewing and looking at him, looked at him up and down.
He probably doesn't remember when he gets along in the plane. This little guy is used to it and can't see a few sides. She suddenly has a plane to get along, which makes her a little uncomfortable.
Feng Yang thought so, and didn't say much about this situation.
Like these planes, it seems that various powers are allowed to exist, but in fact there are many restrictions. Some things are too much to say, this plane will not be able to bear it.
Continue to peel the pine nuts with one hand to feed Chu Ci.
Seeing Chu Ci's white and tender cheeks, his expression did not change much, but he couldn't help but raise his hand from time to time to touch the tip of Chu Ci's nose.
Little girl, quite sweet.
No matter what kind of temperament he showed to the outside on that plane, this sweet breath that made him feel at ease would not change.
This kind of breath also made him very comfortable.
He sighed softly.
The hand moved from the little girl's cheek to the little girl's hair.
Then Chu Ci aroused dissatisfaction, and raised his hand and pushed his hand away.
If you want to feed, just feed, don’t use your hands while feeding.
this is not good.
"Can't touch it? Little porcelain treasure?"
He spoke in a low voice, obviously without any expression, but inexplicably there was a bit of grievance in his tone, his voice was low, and not all of it was released. It was the slightly husky smell that made people even more unbearable.
Chu Ci was softened by his sight, jumped off the chair, leaned toward him, raised his hand to cover his eyes.
The voice seemed a little annoyed, "Don't look at me like that."
Nuonuo's voice, sweet breath.
Sweet packets.
I know acting like a baby.
Feng Yang was not affected by being covered with eyes at all, and he hooked Chu Ci's waist with one hand and moved it to his arms.
Then he spoke, with a smile in his voice, "Cibao is shy?"
"You are shy." Chu Ci responded dissatisfied.
I heard this person speak slowly, and didn't mean to refute Chu Ci's words at all, and didn't care about the question at all, "Well, I'm shy."
While saying this, he took a deep sniff between Chu Ci's neck.
The action is a bit too close.
Chu Ci trembled slightly, and realized that he seemed to be a little harder to play with this guy.
This guy was not very good at playing tricks, but now all the memories come back, and it may even be said that he knows his life experience, so it becomes even more difficult.
Chu Ci realized this angrily, and then angrily tugged and squeezed his cheek.