The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 116 The noble male god, he has been blackened [28]

The boy shook the ice cream in his hand at her, his eyebrows were exquisite and dazzling, the tip of his tongue touched his thin lips, and he stared at her with a smile.

"Hey, do you want more?"

With that said, he handed her the ice cream.

He was sure she didn't dare to ask for it.

Shen Lang rolled his eyes in his heart, smiled slightly, took it in his astonished eyes, bowed his head and took a sip.

Looking up, he grinned brightly.

"did you see?"

"...Well," Shen Zhi's eyes slowly glowed with strange colors, his eyes dimmed, "I see."

"Come on, let's hurry up," Shen Fushui, who consciously won the round, held the ice cream and licked it happily, "I have to go back quickly."

"...What are you doing?" Shen Zhi came back to his senses and frowned.

His plans for today have not been completed yet.

"..." Seeing that his expression was wrong, Shen Fushui also frowned, "Is there any arrangement?"

Shen Zhi hummed lightly, his peach blossom eyes were so tender that they seemed to drip water, and said: "Did you like to eat the crispy duck I made?... I learned it, and I will make it for you, okay?"

Hearing this, even Shen Lang couldn't help being aroused, "Is it all done?"

"Not only the crispy duck," Shen Zhi smiled lightly, pinching her slender hands, "...there are others."

Shen Lang raised his long eyelashes slightly, glanced at him lightly, thought of something, and sneered slightly: "Okay, let's go...to your house?"

"I'm all ready," Shen Zhi seemed a little regretful, "but it's too hasty, there are still many arrangements for today."

"Next time." Shen Fushui glanced at him with a smile, then moved his eyes away, "...and you next time."

Shen Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly: "Let's go, I'll drive."

Shen Lang quietly looked at his back, sneering in his heart.

According to the system, the hate value of the dog has increased by another 15%, and it is currently 49%.
Really can pretend.

Amidst the slight sneer, there was also deep thought.

How can such a clean and clear young man say that he is black?
...

Shen Lang was taken back to Shen Zhizhi's apartment.

The simple European style is cold and luxurious, and even the walls are in the same color as him.

She just took a look, then looked away.

"Let's watch TV first." He handed her the remote control. "There is a computer upstairs, and the password is your birthday."

"Come on," Shen Lang took it and put down the crutches, "Just watch TV."

She sat straight on the sofa, turned on the TV without saying a word, and began to change channels.

"Like ball games?"

"do not like."

"I remember there is a children's channel..." The boy's slender fingertips nodded between his brows, and a smile burst out of his thin crimson lips, "You can take a look."

"Go and cook your meal." Shen Fushui rolled his eyes gracefully, and swung his cane to hit him, "It's more annoying than a hen laying eggs...!"

Shen Zhi smiled softly, quickly dodged the swinging stick, and said, "Then be good, and you'll be fine in a while."

Shen Fushui curled up on the sofa, lazily watched the game, and gave him a look like charity, "If you keep talking, I won't talk to you."

Shen Zhi laughed and went into the kitchen.

He looked homely and clean in an apron, slightly rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing a section of white and strong forearm, tall and slender, and his not-so-broad back was just pleasing to the eye.

Shen Fushui withdrew his eyes lightly, and locked his eyes on the TV screen again, his long eyelashes lifted slightly, and his eyes were dim.

...

Shen Zhi said "it will be fine in a while", probably after a whole century.

Shen Lang's stomach was empty, and he was gurgling.

She rubbed her stomach, and couldn't help calling out: "Shen Zhi?"

The young man poked his head out from the kitchen and said, "...Sorry, there are still a few steps left."

Shen Lang glanced at him resentfully.

This glance made her laugh.

"...What happened to your face?"

The boy's fair and handsome face was stained with a streak of ruddy tomato sauce.

Shen Lang seemed to be able to smell the sweet and sour smell of tomato sauce from a long distance away.

Hearing this, the young man's cheeks were slightly flushed, and his face was gorgeous. For a moment, Shen Lang couldn't tell which was more beautiful, the ketchup or his face.

"...Honey," she suddenly called softly, with a soft and charming voice, scratching like a hook, "I'm hungry."

Shen Zhi was stunned, feeling his heart beating slightly faster, "...that's all right, you go to the restaurant first."

He has no power to resist such a girl.

Sure enough, within five or six minutes, the boy slowly entered the dining room with a covered dinner plate.

Shen Lang had been hungry for a long time, raised his eyebrows slightly, and guessed that this was probably the crispy duck he made himself.

The boy's eyes were shining, he looked at the girl, "Open it and have a taste."

She lifted the lid casually.

Stunned.

He pursed his lips, "..."

The young man's eyes were slightly dazed, his eyebrows flashed with confusion, "What's the matter... don't you like it?"

Shen Fushui smiled with difficulty, pointed to the dinner plate, "...you did it?"

The young man was puzzled, and hummed.

"Do you know what this is?"

"I know," the young man didn't know what to think, and laughed, "...ears."

"What ears?"

"...It seems to be Lin Baoer's ears." The young man smiled cleanly and dazzlingly, as if he didn't notice her expression, he continued, "Although her ears are a bit dirty, I washed them for a long time, and the smell of blood is gone."

"..." Shen Lang's face was pale, and he felt his stomach churning.

Right now, all the crispy ducks and dinners with friends have gone to hell.

"There are exactly two." The boy untied his apron and sat down. "You have one and I have one, okay?"

Shen Lang widened his eyes in astonishment.

"you?"

He really dare?

The boy's crow-colored long eyelashes slightly lifted, looking at her quietly.

The eyes rolled, and finally returned to nothingness, so deep that people couldn't read it.

Shen Lang looked at him like this, and suddenly felt strange.

What about that young man who is as clear and clean as the bright moon?Where did you go?

She didn't say a word, she drooped her long and curled eyelashes, her red lips parted slightly, in a daze.

Shen Zhi stared at her darkly, suddenly smiled, looked away, landed on the dinner plate, lowered his eyes and chuckled softly:

"Didn't you want to have a break-up meal?...Is it out of taste?"

Shen Lang's trembling eyes were flushed and bright, he almost forced himself to look away, and said in an unsteady voice, "Why did you do this?"

Shen Zhi looked at her quietly, and said suddenly:
"Do you believe me?"

Shen Lang was startled, and subconsciously said, of course he didn't believe it.

It's just that she didn't say it.

The boy didn't seem to notice her reaction, and continued softly: "Actually... these are not human ears."

He casually picked up the spoon and pressed it lightly and slowly——

The shocking "human ear" collapsed limply.

Obviously, just an ordinary plate of pastries.

(End of this chapter)