High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 180 Wrist, Wrist
Lin Zhaoxia blinked, "What expression do you have?"

Yang Moyan: ...disgusted.

"Hey, you just try it and you'll know how it goes?" Lin Zhaoxia was speechless.

The person opposite looked at the food in front of him with strong disgust in his eyes.

The meaning of accusation is very strong.

It's a pity that Lin Zhaoxia just pretended not to see, ignoring it completely, and moved the food in front of him towards the front again, directly touching his lips.

"Don't waste food, it's got your taste on it."

Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lips, and what she said was a bit rascal.

Yang Moyan, "..."

After a moment of stalemate, Young Master Yang, who had always been used to being strong and domineering, gave in.

He opened his mouth slightly, with a trace of helplessness between his brows and eyes, and took a bite of the food on his lips.

The smile on Lin Zhaoxia's lips widened a bit, "How is it?"

Yang Moyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "It's okay."

The food in the mouth is unexpectedly delicious, and the aroma unfolds in the taste buds. It has a very different characteristic taste from the food made from the precious ingredients that Yang Moyan ate.

"Look, I just said to try it." Lin Zhaoxia stuffed the skewer bitten by Yang Moyan into Yang Moyan's hand, and then pulled his wrist again, "Let's go, look ahead."

Lin Zhaoxia was completely unaware of her subconscious actions, and while eating the food in her hand, she continued to walk forward with Yang Moyan.

The night fell quietly, and before I knew it, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

When the lights were dimmed, the food city gradually became lively.

After Lin Zhaoxia and Yang Moyan walked around the food city, their stomachs were already full.

Due to training tomorrow, Lin Zhaoxia held the milk tea she bought halfway in her hand and said while drinking, "Go back?"

Yang Moyan didn't speak, but nodded in response.

The two walked side by side towards the outside of the food city.

This time, Lin Zhaoxia didn't pull Yang Moyan's wrist again.

As for Yang Moyan, the delicate softness on his wrist was gone, and his heart seemed to be emptied by the feeling of emptiness.

Unable to control it, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Zhaoxia's wrist.

Lin Zhaoxia was taken aback by the sudden waking up, and then she raised her eyes to look at the person beside her, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yang Moyan glanced down at her, and then let go of his hand calmly.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't care, she bit the milk tea straw and continued to drink the milk tea slowly.

The two walked slowly back to the place where Yang Moyan parked the car.

Unlock it, get in the car, the car catches fire and drives away.

Seeing Lin Zhaoxia off, Yang Moyan stopped staring at the moment she saw her go upstairs and the light in her small apartment was turned on. Ever since Lin Zhaoxia went upstairs, her gaze fell on the window of her apartment on sight.

The hand that clasped Lin Zhaoxia's wrist just now slightly retracted a few times, and an inexplicable loss flashed across his dark green eyes.

Lin Zhaoxia, do you want to be responsible?

……

Lin Zhaoxia, who returned safely to the small apartment, turned on the light, then took off her coat, went back to the room, took out a pair of pajamas, and went into the bathroom.

In the afternoon, Lin Zhaoxia didn't care about Si Yin, the music princess in Nanlin.

What Lin Zhaoxia didn't know was that this matter was not over.

Everything has just begun.

(End of this chapter)