829. Chapter 829 Little Cheche's First Birthday Patty 3
This question seemed to be difficult for Qin Cao to answer. Chang Mian still had countless pairs of eyes waiting for his answer for a long time, but Qin Cao actually subconsciously turned his head to look at Qin Shou.
As a result, everyone turned their attention to him.
Qin Shou suddenly became the center of attention.
"Fuck, you guys!"
For some reason, he was at a loss for words, so he immediately pulled Qin Cao and fled.
This is a good weather that is neither cloudy nor sunny, and this kind of weather is especially luxurious in summer.
The cool mountain breeze blew playfully back and forth on the stone steps behind the rockery. A gust of wind passed by and rained down petals all over the sky.
Qin Cao, who was walking on the left hand side, patted the petals on his white shirt and hair, and then glanced at the petals on Qin Shou's head.
Qin Shou coughed slightly, and Qin Cao's words came to his ears.
"Qin Shou, what do you think?"
"What do you think?"
"What do you think about getting married?"
Qin Shou turned his head directly.
Unexpectedly, Qin Cao smiled with infinite disappointment and walked slowly on the mountain path. After turning a corner, a faint water vapor rushed towards his face. There was a small waterfall here, and the spring water poured down.
His face felt ice cold.
Another gust of wind passed by, and countless petals rained swirling in the mist.
"There are flower petals on your head." Suddenly, Qin Shou said something innocuous.
"oh."
"Is there one on my head?" Qin Shou did not ignore the look of disappointment on Qin Cao's face, but he pointed at the top of his head with a smile.
Qin Cao glanced at the petals hanging above Qin Shou's head, nodded, raised his hand and said, "I'll pat it for you."
"Use your mouth."
"...?"
"Lick it off with your mouth for me."
Qin Shou lowered his head slightly without blushing and without a beating heart. Qin Cao's raised hand froze in the air and shook slightly.
"If you don't lick it, I will."
"Shou..." His voice came out sharply.
There was a tinkling sound of running water, and another gust of wind blew up. Countless petals flew into the air, spinning and falling, and suddenly there was a slippery touch on the lips.
The soft and moist feeling is mixed with the fragrance of petals.
Familiar yet strange.
All feelings are infinitely amplified...
He closed his eyes and had no time to enjoy it. As the smooth touch disappeared, he opened his eyes with dissatisfaction and saw Qin Shou, who was less than ten centimeters away from him, with a piece of petals in his mouth.
The petals flew up from his lips in the wind, and they seemed to be stained with the moisture from both of them.
Qin Cao hurriedly stepped forward, stuck out his tongue, and touched his lips with certainty. He bit the petal that had been in close contact with Qin Shou's lips, held it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully...
Qin Shou whistled and asked, "Is it delicious?"
He smiled but said nothing.
"What is the taste?"
"..."
"If you don't tell me...then I'll taste it myself."
The two lips touched each other again, then the palms were closed, the fingers were interlocked, and finally... the skin was touching the skin, rubbing gently.
Qin Cao brought the flower petals he had been chewing in his mouth to Qin Shou's tongue, as if he was deliberately tempting him to go deeper.
Jam——————
In front of the quiet mountain waterfall, a dazzling flash suddenly flashed.
Qin Shou and Qin Cao opened their eyes at the same time and looked in the direction of the flash.
I saw a beautiful mixed-race girl sitting on a huge rock, holding a SLR camera in her hand, very satisfied with the pictures she took.