The man's body is tall and thin, and his dark purple long shirt is noble and evil.
He sat half by the bed, lazily.
The small white porcelain bowl was lying in the man's palm. She saw that the other party's fingers holding the spoon were long, white and bony.
The fingertips were slightly red, picking up the spoon and fiddling with it carelessly in the bowl.
The slender feather eyelashes are gently lifted, and the dark and strange pupil is qinglingling and lazy looking at the girl.
He whispered, "good boy, open your mouth."
The slightly cool porcelain spoon was against the lip flap, and the girl was stunned. Her light brown eyes stared at the lazy and bewitching beauty in front of her.
Like being bewitched, Shen Wanqing opened his mouth and drank the ginger soup.
When the ginger soup flowed into her throat, she suddenly recovered and saw her white and soft face wrinkled together.
It's awful.
Want to throw up.
But
The girl glanced at the man beside the bed and saw that he was smiling and looking at herself indifferently.
She frowned and looked over her head, so she could only swallow the ginger soup.
Don't vomit, don't lose face in front of teenagers.
Otherwise, he may think he is a man afraid of hardship.
I'm kidding. She's not. She hasn't tasted anything bitter... It's because she has tasted too much bitter, so she doesn't want to experience it again.
But even if it's hard, isn't there him now
Thinking like this, the girl's brown eyes couldn't help narrowing.
After swallowing the ginger soup, Shen Wanqing leaned forward slightly.
I saw that under the dim candle light, the light crimson bed yarn loomed.
The girl leaned forward slightly, grabbed the man's collar and leaned over.
In front of the man with a loose look, he was slightly stunned, and then his strange eyes narrowed, and his dark purple pupils were deep and dark.
He gently put his other hand around the girl's waist and looked soft and obedient.
After half a ring, Shen Wanqing loosened Si Li, and the crimson lips glowed with water.
She licked her lips. Her long and narrow Phoenix eyes could not help but half squint with satisfaction. The brown pupils were shallow, but they were particularly good-looking.
"It's so sweet."
Even if the taste is bitter, it will be different with a teenager.
In front of Si Li's dark purple pupil, he couldn't help but half squint, his long eyelashes drooped, and he looked strange and bewitched.
Pupils are dark, dangerous and depressing.
His eyebrows and eyes were stained with a strange color, which was like a bewitching goblin and intoxicated the people.
He whispered, "Qingqing..."
The girl blinked her beautiful eyes and stared at the youth's Crimson lips. She couldn't help licking the corners of her mouth.
Of course, she won't refuse the young man's invitation.
Immediately nodded, grinned, and smiled sweetly.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I got close to it, my lips were cold.
Shen Wanqing frowned unhappily and bit the boy's white fingertips.
She was vague, "why!"
Si Li's deep and amazing eyebrows and eyes were shallow with a smile, and his long and deep eyes were broken.
The white fingertips rub gently, and the man's voice is low and pleasant.
"You can try it, but you should finish the ginger soup first. After all, you'll catch a cold at that time, but it can't be like this."
The fifth Princess frowned unhappily when she heard the speech.
But there was nothing wrong with what the boy said.
Between drinking ginger soup and teenagers, Shen Wanqing was forced to choose to drink ginger soup.
The girl sighed and reached out her little hand.
"Well, bring it."