[Rebirth] The little milk bag of the sick and charming president is soft and delicious

"Yu, Yu, Yu..." A look of surprise flashed across Mr. Qian's face, and then he changed into a respectful and apprehensive expression, and stuttered towards Mo Zhixi for a while.

"Call Madam Yu." Yu Zeshen kept holding his Xi Bao, and after dividing Mo Zhixi into his domain, Yu Zeshen's brows and eyes were dark with a little satisfaction.

"Mrs. Yu." Mr. Qian laughed happily.

Mo Zhixi became more courageous at this time, he imitated Yu Zeshen's cold and dead face, with a frown, and then said in a cold voice, "En."

Mr. Qian was taken aback.He secretly thought that there really are one or two brushes who can be caught by Mr. Yu.

Yu Ze pinched Mo Zhixi's palm deeply, the bottom of his Xi Bao's palm was sticky, it really was a fierce baby.

It looked fierce and cold, but it was actually a bun stuffed with black milk.

Once squeezed, it will be flattened, and the black sesame paste will flow out like this.It can fill the whole room with the aroma of milk and sesame.

Mo Zhixi moved his sticky fingers, and all the timidity in his heart dissipated, and he raised his head and chest, and took a domineering step like Yu Zeshen.

"Let's go." Mo Zhixi stood beside Yu Zeshen with a cold face.

"Okay." Yu Zeshen's eyes were teased to reveal deep meaning, his deep voice with a harsh tone fell into Mo Zhixi's ears, making him feel warm.

With Yu Zeshen's high-profile declaration of sovereignty, those Yingying Yanyan who wanted to surround Yu Zeshen naturally dispersed, and everyone only dared to look at Mo Zhixi with admiration.

I don't know what's going on in my heart.

For this kind of reception, Yu Zeshen doesn't need to bother to entertain, he just has to be entertained.

After finally repelling those people with a face that was about to freeze into icicles, he led Mo Zhixi to choose a remote corner and sat down.

After Yu Zeshen took his seat in the remote corner of the banquet, it immediately became the center of the entire banquet.This made Yu Zeshen's complexion turn dark.

Such a quick face change made Mo Zhixi "puchi", her whole face was flushed with a pink color.

"Xi Bao, don't tempt me."

Yu Zeshen tilted his head, he pressed Mo Zhixi's head with one hand, and circled his slender waist with the other.Under the light, Xi Bao in full dress looks like a milky white bun that glows brightly.

So special and so addictive.

"No, no temptation." The panic in Mo Zhixi's eyes was hidden in the shadows, how could he be so, so impatient.

He clearly...

Mo Zhixi was speechless, he couldn't think of any good excuses in his black stuffed bun skin.

The two of them are tender here, that kind of atmosphere is incompatible with the popularity of banquets.However, there are always people who don't open their eyes, thinking that by twisting their buttocks, they can look like an intellectual beauty.

"Mr. Yu, you haven't seen him for a long time." The red-hip woman smiled coquettishly, and then pinched her pretty orchid fingers with her white fingertips painted with bright red Danko.

Yu Zeshen: "..."

Mo Zhixi raised his face, and his round eyes revealed an inquisitive look.The little guy thinks he doesn't have much ability, but his claws are sharp.

He secretly estimated in his heart how much effort it would take to scratch the cheeks of this pair of promiscuous men and women.

After such a calculation, Mo Zhixi was discouraged.He suddenly remembered that he had cut his nails this morning.

The momentary face-changing of the black-stuffed milk buns next to him made Yu Zeshen's desire to survive suddenly rise.

"Xi Bao, there is a lesson to be learned from the world, I have touched you with this hand."

"And this is just waiting for you."

In terms of coquettishness and domineering, Yu Zeshen doesn't think he is number one, it's because the heavens are not convinced.

Mo Zhixi's eyes fell on Yu Zeshen's hand on his trousers, and that hand, oh~, was touching the big thing between his legs angrily.