After wearing the book, I kidnapped the villain

chapter 228,

However, Feng Yu raised his hand to block her last move.

His slender fingers were lightly touching the little girl's forehead, his expression was lazy, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he looked at her with a half-smile: "Niuniu, what are you trying to do?"

"I……"

Shen Shushu was stunned for a moment, and stepped back a little.

She swallowed, pointed at the skull mask on his face, and said softly, "Brother Feng, I just want to see...your mask."

Fearing that the big devil would slander her and covet his appearance again, the little girl hastily added: "It seems to be quite unique."

"Chic?"

"Yeah yeah."

Shen Shushu's eyes flickered, she suddenly got up from the bed, suppressed her beating heart, lowered her head slightly guilty, walked quickly to the table, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip: "The more I look, I But the more I feel that Brother Feng's mask is special... very beautiful!"

Woo!
If I knew she shouldn't have robbed the bed with the big devil.

It has to be so embarrassing.

It's all because she was flustered for a moment that she made such an unreserved move.

Seeing the little girl suddenly turn her back to him, even without seeing her expression, Feng Yu could guess what the little girl was thinking.

"Ah."

He chuckled softly, his bony fingers slowly falling behind his ears.

Suddenly.

Let go again.

He lifted the quilt covering himself and stood up.

His tone was light, but there was a strong smile in his eyes: "If Mr. Cen heard Niu Niu's comments, I'm afraid he would never want to make a mask again."

"Why...why?"

Hearing this, Shen Shushu turned around and looked at him in astonishment: "Could I be wrong?"

Feng Yu shook his head slowly.

"There is nothing wrong with what Niuniu said, but Mr. Cen has always believed that the mask is made realistically, and it is also a skull mask that the world fears. If he praises the word 'good-looking', he may feel unhappy."

"Then, that brother can't tell Elder Cen."

Shen Shushu panicked in an instant. If it was because of her that Grandpa Cen gave up making the mask, it would really be her fault.

What's more, her mask was also made by Grandpa Cen himself.

"Oh?"

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, and flicked his sleeves slowly, "It depends on your mood."

"..."

Shen Shushu choked suddenly.

Inadvertently caught sight of the teapot on the table, she hurriedly poured a cup of warm tea, trotted up to Feng Yu, stood on tiptoe, held the teacup in both hands and handed it to him, blinking her wet eyes , "Brother Feng, can you not talk to Grandpa Cen?"

Feng Yu lowered his head, his deep gaze swept across the teacup in her hand, then fixed on her porcelain-white cheeks, curled up his fingers hanging by his side slightly, and pretended to be indifferent, turning his face away: "What if I don't follow? "

Shen Shushu approached and coaxed him in a low voice, her soft voice was subconsciously coquettish: "...then, then I will buy osmanthus cake, candied haws, dragon beard candy for Brother Feng...?"

"If it doesn't work anymore, I can treat brother Feng to a big bowl of beef noodles!"

This made the little girl feel a little pained.

After all, beef noodles are so expensive, she just begged for a little bit of money from her brother.

At this moment, I'm afraid she will spit it all out.

"it is good."

The more she looked at the little girl's appearance like a little money fanatic, Feng Yu curled her lips, but followed her thoughts: "Osmanthus cake, candied haws, dragon beard candy, and a big bowl of beef noodles, Niuniu, I can't do any of them." few."

"what……?"

It takes so much...

Shen Shushu subconsciously glanced at the small money bag hanging on her waist, gritted her teeth and replied, "Okay..."

　Big Devil: Actually, I don't like beef noodles, what I want to eat is. . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)