Chapter 3439: Can I drink it myself?
Chapter 3439: Can I drink it myself?
Yes~
I asked the servant to bring me a small box of ice cream.
Xiaotuanzi kicked up his short legs and said coquettishly, "Hey, Daddy."
Shichen took the ice cream and said dotingly, "Okay, Daddy will feed you."
After feeding a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, Xiaotuanzi narrowed his beautiful eyes with satisfaction, like a cat lazily bathing in the sunshine in the afternoon.
Suburban villa.
Xingchi came from the company to have dinner with Banxia. Tonight is her twenty-third birthday.
Xingchi specially ordered a gift for her. Hearing that she liked puppies, he sent someone to buy a golden retriever puppy.
The little puppy is very naughty and is already jumping around in the cage, barking and barking.
Xingchi had no choice but to ask the bodyguard to put it in the yard first.
Master Xingchi, are you here?
Ban Xia was still knitting a scarf. When she heard familiar footsteps, she put down what she was doing and smiled slightly in the direction of the footsteps.
The smile is peaceful and a bit elegant.
At the dining table, as soon as Banxia sat down, she smelled the sweet smell of butter, and her empty eyes turned to Xingchi.
Is there any cake?
No, its dessert.
I smelled it wrong. Banxia smiled sheepishly and blushed shyly.
After Xingchi sat down, he gave her a bowl of soup, held her hand and asked her to hold the spoon, "Can you drink it by yourself?"
He tried to close his eyes and experience the life of blindness.
Cant even do the most basic things, let alone take care of myself in daily life.
She never complained in front of him, but he could also understand that no one wanted to be blind...
No one would want to live in darkness if they could see the light again.
"Master Xingchi, I can do it." Banxia took the spoon and touched the bowl with one hand.
Hold the spoon and began to drink. She drank slowly, and was extremely careful with every move she made.
Fortunately, not a drop of soup was spilled.
"Master Xingchi, look." Banxia was a little proud and couldn't wait to show him that he could actually do it.
Xingchi smiled, raised his hand and touched her head, "You are great."
The man's deep smile reached his ears, and his dry and warm hands were on his head.
The movements cannot be described as intimate.