Chapter 541 Ah, It’s Susu’s Tomb [29]

Shen Wanqing narrowed his eyes, waved at the young man, and complained in a clingy tone, "Susu, why have you been away for so long?"

"Suddenly remembered something, so I turned around and went to the study room." Holding a delicate small plate in his hand, Huai Zisu walked over with a gentle smile between his brows.

He came over, put the plate on the stone table, and slowly sat beside Shen Wanqing.

The breeze blew by, the leaves were flying, and gently brushed the corner of the snow-white clothes.

Huai Zisu picked up a milk cake from the plate, and gently handed it to Shen Wanqing's lips.

Shen Wanqing sniffed, with a surprised look in her eyes.

It smells like the milky aroma of Wangzai milk.

The ancient milk is not this kind of milk, is it?

Shen Wanqing subconsciously opened her mouth and took a small bite, then raised her eyebrows in surprise, it really tasted like this.

After feeding the girl to finish eating the milk cake, Huai Zisu gently wiped the corner of the girl's lips with her fingertips.

His temperament is elegant and indifferent, but he treats Shen Wanqing with meticulous and extreme gentleness.

The snow-white fingertips touched the girl's bright red lips, which felt a little cool, and they stroked gently, with gentle and gentle movements.

Huai Zisu withdrew his hand, put it in front of his lips, and licked it lightly.

Afterwards, he replied with a gentle jaw, "Well, it is full of milk fragrance, which is the same as Qingqing's. When I made it, Zisu was a little worried that it would not smell like this, but now it seems that it is quite successful."

It turned out that the boy was making milk cakes.

Shen Wanqing tidied up and took a piece of milk cake from the table, gnawed it contentedly, and tortured the young man from the bottom of his soul, "Didn't you taste it yourself when you made it, Susu?"

Or, did she become a guinea pig to be tested?

The young man in white clothes in front of him seemed to pause for a moment, and then his snow-white fingertips calmly held back the corners of his clothes, "I have tasted it."

She turned her head, saw the young man's indifferent expression, slightly raised her eyebrows, and looked at Huai Zisu with some meaningful playfulness.

Shen Wanqing said: "Then what was said before?" It was in this name, but the original intention was to take advantage of it, right?

Huai Zisu pursed his crimson lips lightly, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, his eyes were lowered, his slender eyelashes covered his pupils, casting a shadow like a cattail leaf fan.

His tone was very flat, "Zisu thinks Qingqing may be a little different."

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing sneered slightly, and teased with some interest: "It's different? How is it different? Could it be that it's different sweetness?"

Her voice was lazy and playful, and she felt like she was teasing people in a ruffian way.

If Ah Chen sees him, he might be heartbroken that his cabbage was raped by someone.

The boy's expression was indifferent, and his light amber pupils were very calm, even without waves or traces.

He nodded flatly, "Yes."

yes?

Shen Wanqing paused, and then understood what the boy was referring to.

She ate the last bite of milk cake in her hand, and licked the residue of milk cake left at the corner of her lower lip.

Shen Wanqing supported the rocking chair with her palms, lazily lifted her upper body, and looked at Huaizi Su with slightly narrowed brown eyes.

The girl's bright red lips curled up in an evil and dark way, her smile was like a blooming poppy flower, full of poison, yet addictive.

It's simply tantalizing.

He heard the other party speak in a low voice, "Then tell me, how can it be different?"