His little cutie turned sweet

Chapter 410 I still need to say thank you

Nancy was biting the beef ball in her mouth, and when she heard his words, she almost swallowed the whole beef ball.

Slowly eating the beef balls in his mouth.

She blinked confusedly.

Why does she always feel that what he said is very unreasonable.

Immediately, I couldn't help thinking about the scene in the book where the domineering president flirts with his little wife.

[Overbearing CEO: Baby, open your mouth and let me kiss you. 】

[Little wife: No, there are people. 】

[Overbearing CEO: What are you afraid of? Let me have a good taste of this little mouth. Did you put honey on it today? Why is it so sweet? 】

[Then a burst of limited screens flashed...]

Nancy, who was immersed in romance novels, didn't even hear Gu Xuanyang calling her three or four times.

Until his fifth call, "Hihi?"

Only then did Nancy come to her senses, she raised her head in confusion, and looked at him, "Huh?"

Gu Xuanyang stared at her, his light brown eyes slightly puzzled, "What are you thinking?"

"So fascinated, I didn't hear you after calling you several times."

The picture that just came to mind flashed through Nancy's mind, the roots of her ears turned red, and she stammered, "No...it's nothing."

Seeing her eyes dodging, it was obvious that she was hiding something from him, Gu Xuanyang half-closed his eyes, leaned his shoulders lazily back, lazily and loosely, and said softly, "Even I can't tell?"

It's not impossible to say.

But can't say it.

Because, it's really too shameful.

Nancy tightly shut her mouth, pretending not to speak, she swore that she would never secretly read romance novels again.

What kind of romance novel? It's obviously Xiao Huang Wen.

As a result, her thoughts became impure.

Seeing that she really didn't want to say it, Gu Xuanyang didn't really force her to say it. The little girl has grown up and has her own ideas. This is her own freedom.

But my heart is a little stuffy.

Because she never hid anything from him since she was a child, and she would take the initiative to tell him about many things if he didn't ask him, and he was always at ease.

This is the first time today.

After eating the hot pot, the two paid the bill and walked out of the hot pot restaurant, the car was parked on the side of the road.

Just as I was about to walk over, I saw a milk tea shop next door, which was selling passion fruit tea, and the main thing was to supplement vitamins to help digestion.

Knowing that the little girl likes passion fruit, Gu Xuanyang lowered his eyes and asked in a magnetic voice, "Do you want a drink?"

Nancy blinked her eyes, looked there too, then nodded, "Yes."

"wait for me."

"it is good."

After speaking, Gu Xuanyang walked over to buy passion fruit tea for her at the window of the milk tea shop.

Staring at the back of the man, he was slender and straight, with a white shirt and black trousers, looking dignified and handsome under the dim light.

Nancy swallowed uncontrollably.

Her little heart was beating extremely fast.

Her dark eyes were shining brightly, as if suddenly shining, she was staring closely at his back.

The corners of her lips curled up, her heart was full of contentment.

She thought that to be loved by such an outstanding person from childhood to adulthood, holding her in the palm of her hand, should be the luckiest thing she has ever encountered in her life.

After a while, Gu Xuanyang came back, holding two cups of warm passion fruit tea in his hands, one normal cup was hers, and the one with less sugar was his.

The man hooked the bag with his fingertips, pulled out the straw, inserted it into the middle of the cup, and handed her her cup.

His magnetic voice is full of tenderness.

"I just drank something cold to stimulate my stomach, and drink something hot to warm my stomach."

Nancy took it, holding the warm passion fruit tea, her eyes squinted, "Thank you brother."

Gu Xuanyang raised his eyes, and pinched the tip of her nose with his slender fingertips, his voice was gentle and tender.

"Is there still a need to say thank you?"

(End of this chapter)