Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 200 If you want to see me, try it (1)
Holding the bright red fruit in his hand with a cool feeling, he suddenly felt a huge sense of powerlessness.

But at this time, Su Mengchen's voice came: "If you don't mind, can you give me this fruit?"

Song Wanzhi came back to his senses, looked at the fiery red fruit, then passed the fruit over and poured it into his hands.

Could it be that this person has a problem with his sense of taste, so he likes to eat these things?
"Does the young master like to eat these?" Song Wanzhi was a little curious.

One by one, the fruits fell lightly on the palm of his hand, spinning around.

Su Mengchen looked at her with an elegant and low voice: "Well, it's picked by a beautiful lady, and the taste is naturally unusual."

Song Wanzhi backed away with a "huh".

But the person on the opposite side is beautiful and bright, speaking such joking words, his eyes are as empty as the blue sky, and there is no trace of flirting.

Su Mengchen smiled softly, then took out a crystal bottle from her arms, put those small red fruits into the crystal bottle, and then gently put them into her sleeve.

Song Wanzhi still didn't know what words to use to talk to this person.

If you say that this person is a prodigal son, but from the beginning to the end, he has never been out of line, even if he fell on the cliff, he supported himself with a silver robe, not to mention the many times he treated himself later. take care of.

However, if it is said to be a gentleman, how can a gentleman say such things?

But when she was thinking, she suddenly smelled the fragrance.

She turned her head, but at some point, the man in the silver robe was already sitting on the ground by the lake, lit a fire, and was roasting a fish.And that aroma came from the fish.

Song Wanzhi has never met a person, even grilled fish, who is so elegant.

He lowered his head, holding the rough branch with slender fingers like jade, the sky was gray, his hair fell on his shoulders, and was coated with a layer of soft light in the firelight, the hair covered half of his face, but the remaining The lower half of the face is half inlaid, which outlines an extreme arc in the firelight, which is breathtaking with a glance.

His eyes fell on the grilled fish in his hand, as if the biggest thing in the world was that fish.

Such a person who should be sitting in the most honorable place in the world is now grilling fish. For some reason, Song Wanzhi's mouth overflowed with a smile, and he felt that it was a bit strange and harmonious.

A fish was grilled until it was golden brown, and he found a clean leaf like a jade plate from nowhere, then lowered his head, and carefully picked out the fishbone one by one with a small tweezers.

Song Wanzhi couldn't help walking over, squatting down, but caught a glimpse of his fine long eyelashes falling into a shadow under her eyes, brushed them, and seemed to be scratching at the tip of her heart, she hurriedly turned her eyes away, and looked at him The small silver tweezers in his hand asked, "Master, do you still have this thing with you?"

Su Mengchen gently put the last piece of picked fish into the leaf tray, and replied softly: "En."

After finishing speaking, he put down the tweezers, and handed the picked fish to her hand: "I haven't eaten for so long, eat something."

The deep pupils in the firelight seemed to be like the blue sea under the moonlight, floating in mist, but the heartbeat froze instantly.

Song Wanzhi looked at the golden fish with aroma, and suddenly, his heart trembled.

Song Wanzhi, I can't pick it up.

Su Mengchen looked at her with a smile: "Afraid of being poisoned?"

Song Wanzhi finally took it, and under his gaze, picked up a piece and gently put it in his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, and the lingering fragrance spreads from the tip of the tongue inch by inch, as if it penetrates directly into the heart.

(End of this chapter)