All Stars Are My Food Fans

The square mung bean cake is made of pure mung bean flour.

Fine and softened powder, with a very small amount of honey, sugar from nature and fragrant mung beans combined.

Then use a beautiful mold to shoot and steam.

Delicious and pure.

But this time, this little mung bean cake has obviously been given a different meaning.

Because this is the last piece in the stack of mung bean cakes that Mo idiom brought.

Mo Si: I am hungry, I am attracted by the fragrance of mung bean cake, I want to eat mung bean cake.

However, when Qiuqiu offered the last piece of mung bean cake, he rejected it again and said: You can eat it.

Um……

Gee.

Qiuqiu blinked and clicked the question again, But this is the last piece.

I just ate, now I'm full, you eat.

She stretched out her hand again and handed the tender green cake in front of Mosi.

Moss: Miscalculated.

Damn, who would like this kind of sweet rustling dessert? With this stomach, he can eat more bamboo shoots and animal meat made by Qiuqiu later.

Say you want to eat, but...

Inhumane thoughts flashed through his mind and failed, Mo Si opened his mouth and did not refuse the care from his lover.

The mung bean cake tasted sweet in the mouth, but before his lips and teeth could feel the natural sweetness, Qiu Qiu pressed the pulp of his fingers on his lips.

For Mosi, this is a very 'provocative' behavior.

He looked at her, as if he didn't know why Qiuqiu was playing with fire in the blue sky and daylight.

Qiuqiu climbed on his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and before the mung bean cake had melted, she asked softly in his ear, Did you want me to eat this mung bean cake just now—

Then you suddenly said, I actually want to taste the mung bean cake too!

Then there is the drama that everyone loves to see.

The tall and handsome man lowered his body, grabbed the chin of the woman in front of him, and kissed deeply, as if to take all her breath away—

Then he licked his lips contentedly, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with blood: 'Mung bean cake, it's so sweet! ’

Do you think so?

Mo Si's eyes tightened, obviously being poked into his heart.

Seeing his unexpected appearance, Qiuqiu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

You're so cute, she said.

Mosi has always rejected the adjective cute.

He likes the word awesome.

The breath in the kitchen gradually became sticky, and only the robot did not know why, still tirelessly doing the planned things.

After a while, Qiuqiu suddenly asked him, Have you finished eating the mung bean cake?

That's for sure, a small cube that melts in your mouth, it's been so long—

But before he could speak, the person in front of him raised his chin frivolously, Let me check it out!

The flexible tongue prys open the lips and teeth, all the senses are locked in this moment, and the feeling of softness, sweeter than pastry, pours into my heart in an instant.

If it is said that eating comes from the satisfaction of the body, then at this moment, Mosi has obtained great satisfaction from the soul.

Qiuqiu's shallow sucking will never satisfy Mosi.

The active side turned into the passive side. His hands climbed up and clasped his back tightly. The two were like the protagonists in many love stories. One looked up and the other bowed. Breathing, love, and senses were all entangled. .

At this moment, Mo idiom saw that a new box of dim sum was opened over there, thinking that his brother and sister-in-law hadn't eaten it, and he was thinking of bringing it over.

As a result, we saw-

The two kissed under the kitchen light.

This was the first time she had seen her eldest brother and others do such intimate actions so intuitively.

Really intense.

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