Le Yushan followed Meng Yanxi back to his apartment.
As soon as she entered the room, Le Yushan could smell the fragrant chicken soup. Before she was hospitalized, it was so light that she could feed a whale. When she was hospitalized, although there was delicious food bought by Meng Yanxi, it took a long time to eat
It will also make you tired. Now, with just a slight sniff of the aroma of this chicken soup, you can feel the aroma entering your heart and spleen.
"It smells so good!" Le Yushan couldn't help but admired it sincerely.
Meng Yanxi's eyes fell on Le Yushan's little face, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her eyes were as clear as water, with a kind of contented happiness in them. Looking at her as satisfied as a kitten, Meng Yanxi's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
A gentle smile appeared.
Smiling and shaking her head, Meng Yanxi put Le Yushan's luggage into the room, and then went to the kitchen to serve a bowl of golden chicken soup for Le Yushan.
Meng Yanxi was afraid that Le Yushan would think the chicken fat was greasy, so when serving the chicken soup, she deliberately skimmed off the chicken fat, leaving the original soup.
Le Yushan sat on the table in the restaurant, staring closely at Meng Yanxi walking towards her step by step.
I felt nothing in my heart, only deep satisfaction.
His figure is long, his posture is tall and straight, his handsome face, gentle eyes, and every move are like a stream flowing into the cracks of the rocks, nourishing her dry heart. No one has ever been able to give Le Yushan such a feeling, making her feel like a girl.
She just wanted to watch it like this forever and never stop.
"What are you doing? Have some soup!" Meng Yanxi placed it gently on the dining table and motioned to Le Yushan.
Le Yushan nodded subconsciously: "Okay..." She lowered her head and took a big sip of soup.
"Hiss... it's so hot, so hot!" Le Yushan was hurt by the chicken soup in her mouth. Her smiling face was completely wrinkled, and she kept fanning her mouth with her little hands. This chicken soup didn't look hot at all.
How did it get so hot?
"It's hot, it's burning me to death!" Le Yushan's face was so hot that it turned red, just like the color of a tomato.
Why are you so unlucky? All you have to do is drink a bowl of chicken soup?
Le Yushan finally swallowed the chicken soup in her mouth, but she heard discordant laughter beside her.
"hehe……"
Le Yushan raised her eyes and looked at Meng Yanxi beside her. He covered his lips with one hand, but you could still see the slightly raised corners of his mouth and the smile that couldn't be hidden from his eyes.
Her eyes widened little by little. How could he still smile so happily when she was burned? Only now did she realize that the gentle Meng Yanxi could have such a childish and evil side?
"Meng Yanxi, are you laughing at me?" Le Yushan pointed at Meng Yanxi, her little face wrinkled up: "I was burned to death, but you can still laugh so happily! Don't laugh!"
Meng Yanxi didn't expect Le Yushan to be so careless.
The chicken soup was inherently hot, so he didn't remind her, so she burned her tongue and mouth. She really had a way of doing it. Seeing her little hands fanning and sticking out her tongue, it was really funny.
It's fun and cute.
Which woman he knows is not well-behaved?
She has a sitting posture and a standing posture, and even when she is hungry, she can still maintain the image of a reserved lady. However, Le Yushan has subverted his image of women, not pretentious, and living a relaxed life.
Le Yushan saw that Meng Yanxi had no intention of repenting at all, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was still there. She sniffed and said angrily: "I told you not to laugh! You actually laughed at me! You are too much.
Damn it! I’m not afraid that the child will get burned!”
"Cough cough cough..." Meng Yanxi was so stimulated by Le Yushan's last words that she choked on her own saliva.
While stroking his chest, he looked at her proud look. Meng Yanxi said with a sullen face, "Well, I'm afraid. Open your mouth and let me see. Your tongue is not burned?"
Meng Yanxi stood up, walked to Le Yushan's side, leaned down, and looked down at Le Yushan's lips.
The sudden approach made Le Yushan's breathing become confused.
The masculine hormonal aura in his body just hit her, leaving her with no power to resist. His breathing was light but very warm, and she could even feel his pair of phoenix eyes as deep as ink.
Look at yourself tenderly.
As if being bewitched, Le Yushan opened her mouth unconsciously and stuck out her little tongue.
Meng Yanxi was a little short-sighted. She narrowed her eyes slightly and got closer, looking at her tongue. Sure enough, she didn't mean to cry out that it hurt. There were indeed two small blisters on her pink tongue caused by the chicken soup, and the color was the same as that of a burn.
of deep red.
The distance between the two people got closer and closer, and the atmosphere became ambiguous bit by bit.
Le Yushan did not dare to move, she only dared to stick out her little tongue and stare at Meng Yanxi in front of her.
Meng Yanxi originally wanted to leave, but her eyes met Le Yushan's unexpectedly. Le Yushan's pink face was actually more beautiful than the sunset in the sky, and her eyes inadvertently revealed a flattering look, but, in the fresh air
Zhong Geng looked irresistible. A pair of watery eyes looked at her closely. Maybe she didn't even know how tempting her current appearance was?
The breaths of both of them were a bit disordered, and they were getting closer and closer.
Le Yushan could feel the heat in Meng Yanxi's eyes, so she subconsciously retracted her little tongue, and then licked her dry lips. She didn't know why, but just looking at Meng Yanxi, she could feel
His blood boiled all over his body, as if he was about to transform into a werewolf.
She was really hungry for Meng Yanxi!
However, maybe she doesn't know that sometimes, a woman can seduce a man invisibly with a simple movement or look.
However, the less deliberate and natural the temptation is, the more effective it is.
Meng Yanxi lowered her head, and her lips moved closer to Le Yushan's lips inch by inch.
Now, I can't tell who seduced whom more. I only know that the two only have eyes for each other.
Meng Yanxi did not have as many women as Meng Yanchen, but he did not have no desire for women. From the time he came of age, various women took the initiative to be courteous to her for different purposes, and there were not a few who took off their clothes and belts.
But, I don't know why, Le Yushan was able to arouse his desire so much, even more so than Chu Qiao, making his desire slowly ferment in his body.
His nose had touched her nose, touching lightly, and his lips had rubbed against hers.
But, at this moment.
What is he doing?
Follow your own desires?
Le Yushan gently closed her eyes, quietly waiting for Meng Yanxi's kiss to cover her lips, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
Meng Yanxi suddenly woke up, pulled away slightly, and left her lips.