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Chapter 1586 My little shark is pure, kind and beautiful (21)

After Qiu Xiao left, Shen Qingci pursed his light-colored thin lips, and when he cast his eyes on Ye Musheng beside him, his expression changed a little, and he took his hands back from the breakfast table.

Sensing Shen Qingci's subtle movements, Ye Musheng asked aloud: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." With a smile on the corner of Shen Qingci's lips, he shook his head slightly, but in the next second he raised his wrist, pointed at a piece of pastry with his white fingertips, and said solemnly, "Come, feed me this."

Ye Musheng: "..."

How old is this kid?

Seeing Ye Musheng staring at him in a daze, the smile on the corner of Shen Qingci's lips became brighter, his voice was still as gentle as a spring breeze, but he said coldly: "You can't do this?"

"Yes." I complained in my heart that Shen Qingci was like a child, but Ye Musheng obediently stretched out his hand, carefully picked up a piece of crystal clear pastry, handed it to Shen Qingci's lips, and said, "Master, open your mouth."

"..." Glancing at Ye Musheng's slender and fair fingers from the corner of the eye, Shen Qingci moved back a little, and cast his eyes on Ye Musheng's tender lips with pleasant voices, and said, "Feed with your mouth. "

It's a pity that such beautiful lips are only used for talking.

Hearing Shen Qingci let him use his mouth, Ye Musheng inexplicably thought of what happened yesterday, his thick eyelashes blinked, and his fair cheeks gradually turned a little crimson.

Early in the morning this guy...

Suppressing the shyness in his heart, Ye Musheng slowly lowered his eyelashes like butterfly wings, put the pastry between his lips, then turned sideways and threw himself into Shen Qingci's arms.

But just when the pastry was about to touch Shen Qingci's light-colored lips, Shen Qingci's eyes suddenly brightened, and then he raised his arms around Ye Musheng's waist, and pressed the little shark who was caught off guard on the rock. on the table.

"Master...Master..." The exquisite pastry fell down her cheeks, Ye Musheng blinked her watery eyes, like a frightened fawn, staring at the smiling Shen Qingci in panic .

"Don't be afraid, I won't hit you." With his finger on Ye Musheng's cheek, Shen Qingci had a picturesque smile on his lips, and his voice was as gentle as water, gently wiping off the pastry crumbs on it.

If the current posture that makes people think about it is removed, Shen Qingci's frown and smile can really be described as Moshangren Ruyu, the son of Shi Wushuang.

As the words fell, the long black hair scattered on the clothes, Shen Qingci slowly lowered his head, and put his lips on Ye Musheng's lips, and the four lips were intertwined intimately.

But before Shen Qingci had time to taste it carefully, a piercing pain surged from his heart, his brows were furrowed, his light-colored pupils were gloomy, and all the warmth on his face dissipated.

Seeing Shen Qingci's expression changed, Ye Musheng thought of something instantly, frowned slightly, and was about to say something: "You..."

But just after uttering a monosyllabic word, Ye Musheng saw a hand pushing towards him, and then the body half lying on the stone table lost its center of gravity, and fell down with a bang.

"Don't follow here..."

Looking at Ye Musheng who fell to the ground, Shen Qingci clenched his fists, his eyes were dim, but from the whitened knuckles, it could be seen that Shen Qingci was trying to hold back something.

After all, Shen Qingci ignored Ye Musheng, turned around and quickly walked towards the house.

(End of this chapter)