Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 135 Cold Immortal Venerable VS Great Devil (17)

His back was straight, his slender and beautiful hands were holding his snow-white sleeves, and his cold face showed no emotion.

The slightly curled eyelashes half covered the cold pupils, but in Jun Luo's eyes, there was a trace of grievance.

The body was squeezed to one side, Jun Luo put down the pastry in his hand a little speechlessly, looked at him and said, "What are you doing? Is there no place next to it?"

Do not squeeze here.

Mo Han pursed his lips, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the residue of the pastry on Jun Luo's hand with downcast eyes, but said nothing.

There were waves of gentle force between the fingers, and Jun Luo should have been moved.

Can……

"Xiaohanhan, I haven't finished eating the pastry yet, so I need to wipe it later."

Mo Han: ...

"Hahaha! My lord, are you going to laugh the system to death! That's not how you flirt!"

The main god system laughed wantonly in Mo Han's sea of ​​consciousness, and it was only when he was about to die from laughter that he realized who he was laughing at.

The laughter gradually stopped, and it laughed dryly a few more times, and said embarrassingly: "Well, my lord, I don't mean anything else, I just hope you and Master Jun Luo will be together soon!"

I don't know which word it said to please Mo Han, he hooked the corners of his lips, ignored the main god system in the sea of ​​knowledge, turned the handkerchief into ashes, and put Jun Luo's hand back, his voice was flat.

"I'll just wipe your hands after you finish eating."

The small bench he was holding was a bit low, but he was sitting at the same height as her. From Jun Luo's perspective, he could see his slender eyelashes, fair side face and beautiful lips.

Really a stunning beauty.

Picturesque.

It catches her eyes very much.

Nodding in satisfaction, she smiled at Wei Qingyin whose face was slightly stiff, "I don't think Xiao Qingyin will be so stingy and refuse to eat for Xiao Hanhan."

Pulling the corners of his lips, Wei Qingyin's throat felt astringent, "Of course not, it's an honor for the Immortal Venerable to come to the Xuan Palace."

As if he didn't notice what was wrong with Wei Qingyin, Jun Luo picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Mo Han, and patted the top of his head by the way.

The grayish-yellow pastry residue was smoothly transferred from Jun Luo's hand to Mo Han's head.

The black hair is stained with bits and pieces of residue, but it looks a little different...

nausea……

Looking away with aversion to cold, Jun Luo felt that the pastry in his hand was no longer fragrant, so he quickly put down the pastry and picked up chopsticks to eat other delicacies.

The poor main god system held back his laughter and almost died on the spot.

This dandruff-like thing really laughed at it!
Master Yan Qi's fame has been ruined for a lifetime, hahaha!

Without knowing it, Mo Han happily took the pastry and ate it. As soon as the soft pastry touched his lips, he heard Wei Qingyin beside his ear...

Retching...

"Ouch! Vomit!"

It's disgusting!How could he eat it!
Wei Qingyin couldn't stand it any longer, she turned her head and wiped the corners of her lips gently with a handkerchief.

Mo Han:? ? ?
Did this person come to disgust him on purpose? ?
His eyes darkened a bit, and just as he was about to turn his head, Jun Luo covered his mouth.

"Xiaohanhan, are you full? I know you are full. Since you are full, let's go, huh?"

With a guilty conscience on his face, Jun Luo winked at Wei Qingyin.

But you must hide it for her!
Wei Qingyin received her gaze, nodded calmly, and a successful smile flashed in her eyes.

He was actually disgusting Mo Han on purpose.

Let him squeeze among them, and see if he doesn't disgust him to death!

The tip of the nose is lingering with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the lips are soft, as if you can kiss her palm with a slight movement.

Mo Han couldn't hear Jun Luo talking in his ear for a long time, and sat on the small bench in a daze.

It's like being kidnapped...

Primary school students? ? ?
(End of this chapter)