Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 80 Aren't You Just a Three-Year-Old Baby?
Atobe Chuyan thought it was funny in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "Why do you want to chat more with people you don't know?"

do not know?
I didn't know you took the initiative to get so close! !
Her answer undoubtedly made Keigo Atobe even angrier: "Ah, my uncle looks like a three-year-old child?"

The implication of these words is, this uncle looks easy to deceive?
"Like." Atobe Chuyan hardly hesitated, nodded, "Aren't you a three-year-old baby?"

Wherever you go, you must be the most eye-catching one in the crowd, isn't it!
Atobe Keigo:"……"

She should be angry, but for some reason, when she heard the word "little baby", she felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

The ears hidden under the hair began to feel hot.

He choked up, trying to say something but his brain was a little empty.

After finally suppressing that feeling, he wanted to speak again, but unexpectedly, Atobe Chuyan stuffed a mouthful of cake into his mouth with a spoon.

It wasn't the overly sweet and greasy creamy smell spreading among the taste buds, which annoyed him, so he only frowned slightly: "What did you eat for my uncle?"

"This." Atobe Chuyan raised his arm, shook the small cake in his hand, then dug out a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, "Be good, baby, open your mouth, ah—"

Atobe Keigo:"……"

He dodged back, trying to pretend to be calm, and glared at Atobe Chuyan: "Shut up, you ungorgeous woman, don't call me that unglamorous name again!"

After a pause, he said arrogantly again: "Also, when did my uncle say that he wanted to eat cake?"

Although... this cake is quite to his taste.

Keigo Atobe seldom eats sweets, especially sweet ones like cakes.

But the taste of the pure cream that Atobu Chuyan fed him didn't make him feel disgusted.

"Don't all babies like to eat cakes?" After answering it as a matter of course, Atobe Chuyan stretched the spoon forward a little more.

Seeing Keigo Atobe hiding back again, her handsome face was full of resistance, she frowned slightly.

She has tasted this flavor of cake, and logically speaking, it should be very suitable for Keigo Itobe's taste.

But he looks like this...

"I'm not..."

The cute title came to his lips, but Keigo Atobe couldn't say it, and finally silenced it.

Atobe Chuyan only cared about the taste, and didn't care about his awkwardness.

Seeing that he really didn't want to eat it, he didn't bother to force it.

Withdrawing his hand, he stuffed the fluffy cake into his mouth.

Atobe Keigo watched her use the spoon that had fed him, and suddenly his eyes widened: "I used that spoon before!"

What he used and she used again, isn't that...

between!catch!catch!kiss!
With a "bass", that face began to heat up.

Atobe Chuyan disagreed: "It's okay, I don't dislike you."

After finishing speaking, she dug another spoonful of cake and brought it to her mouth.

Atobe Keigo:"……"

But my uncle despises you! ! !
　I fell asleep during the coding process... I woke up at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night... I wanted to cry...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)