Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 42 Youth is a little sweet【42】

  Be soft to him and start going to heaven.

  "This kind of child is not to be spoiled, and when he is spoiled, he starts to push his nose on his face!"

  Shen Wanqing, with a cold face, leaned on the chair and said to 748 expressionlessly.

  The mentally aware 748 saw Shen Wanqing’s transfer of the object, and began to be embarrassed when he set the target on it.

  One side is my host, and the other is the gold master's father. Both are not easy to provoke.

  It swallowed without making a sound, trying to reduce its sense of existence.

  Jiang Yanci leaned on the soft pillow, raised his deep phoenix eyes lightly, looked at the girl's profile, and couldn't help bending his lips with a smile.

   There was a sudden silence in the room, and Shen Wanqing glanced at it, just in time to see the corners of the boy's slightly raised mouth, and immediately squinted.

  Placing his palm on the chair, he was about to leave.

   swiftly, there was a muffled grunt behind him.

  She paused, turned her head, and asked, "What's the matter?"

  The boy's eye sockets in front of him are a little reddish, and his slender eyelashes are stained with water vapor. Raised his right hand pitifully, "Needle, it's crooked."

   Look down, because the teenager's dishonest movement, not only did the blood flow back into the infusion tube, but there were even blood drops leaking out of the needle.

  Shen Wanqing lowered his eyes and stared for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the young man lightly. The boy's eyes were wet, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

  She half-closed her eyes, with the tip of her tongue pressed against her gums, and sat down.

  The slightly cool fingertips landed on the back of the young man’s hand with the needle inserted, and he swept gently, and suddenly the fingertips pressed hard against the needle pierced into the blood vessel.

  Unsurprisingly, the young man's forbearance hummed in his ears.

   She tugged at the corners of her mouth coldly, raised her eyes to Shang Jiang Yanci's entangled eyes, moved her fingertips away, and then stroked his wrist bone.

  Shen Wanqing's voice was soft, and a cool smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

   "Does it hurt?"

  Jiang Yan's eyes drooped, his eyelashes with water vapor placed on his eyelids, and his light crimson lips were pressed.

not talking?

  Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows and leaned in front of Jiang Yanci, his voice lowered, "Huh?"

  The sweet milk scent of the girl hits, making people feel sweet.

  The boy turned his head, pursed his thin crimson lips, and quietly bulged his cheeks.

  Mumbled aloud, "Qing Qing, I hate it."

  Shen Wanqing chuckled lightly with a grunt from the young man.

   Holding the boy's right hand, a smile filled her forehead.

   "Otherwise, blow?"

  The girl’s voice is cold, and she originally had a sense of distance, but now she is smiling a bit, but she is a bit softer.

  The young man who turned his head in front of him and avoided him instantly turned his head, his beautiful eyes seemed to contain dazzling stars.

   "Can... OK?"

  Shen Wanqing smiled slightly, squinting his eyes, "I want to be beautiful!"

  The eyes darkened in an instant, the boy bulged his cheeks, his beautiful eyes stared at her without speaking.

  Looking at Jiang Yanci's angry look, Shen Wanqing smiled even more.

  "You teased me, what makes you angry?"

   "I didn't tease to make it clear!"

  Jiang Yan turned his head aggrieved, his obsidian eyes stared at Shen Wanqing, and his lips were very aggrieved.

"Oh?

  Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, then narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, "What about the milk?"

  The young man in front of him suddenly brightened his eyes, raised his slender fingers under Shen Wanqing’s gaze, and tapped his light crimson lips with his slender fingertips.

   Her eyes narrowed slightly, "Huh?"

  Jiang Yanci's expression became a bit more vivid, with red ears, "This...here..."

  (End of this chapter)