... sweetness
The little girl who was particularly vigilant about this aspect opened her round pupils, subconsciously wrinkled her little nose and sniffed.
A faint sweet fragrance lingers in the nostrils.
It was soon covered by the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine, which was vaguely indistinct.
Just when Su Tang was pulling his clothes in doubt to take a closer look, the man turned sideways slightly, his slender eyelashes were half drooping, his side face looked quiet and handsome in the afterglow, and his slender fingers casually took out a small bag from his suit pocket. Open fudge.
He took one out of it and handed it to the little girl's lips.
The little girl turned her face sideways and whimpered, and took away the fudge from Xu Muzhao's fingertips.
Fudge is surrounded by tiny granules of sugar.
A few of them got on the man's white fingertips.
After Su Tang bit off the fudge, he subconsciously licked the man's fingertips.
Then he narrowed his round pupils in satisfaction.
Woo...
tasty!
"..."
Xu Muzhao's heart trembled.
A very deep and deep ink color rose from the eyes, as if it could swallow everything around, it was dangerous and deadly.
He quickly covered it up.
He straightened up, and put the remaining fudge in the little girl's palm.
The voice sounded a little casual, like a casual explanation.
"A-Ling gave it to me. A-Ling usually likes to eat sweets, and she always carries a bag with her wherever she goes, and sometimes gives them to me. But I don't like it very much, so after he gave it to me, he just Straight into your pocket."
Su Tang conveniently stuffed several more pills into his mouth.
While puffing out his cheeks, he chewed the fudge slowly, thinking.
What Xu Muzhao said seemed to make sense.
And if he liked sweets, he wouldn't have given her desserts last time.
It's all the fault of that "Ling"!
It's fine if I like candy, but I still want to give Xu Muzhao some candy!
bad guy!
The bag of fudge that Xu Muzhao took out was no bigger than a palm, and there were not a few pieces of fudge in it.
Three or two bites of Su Tang will almost solve the problem.
She pulled the fudge bag with her small hands, looked at the few remaining strawberry-flavored fudge, hesitated, and put them all into her mouth.
Then he put away the sugar bag contentedly.
Standing on tiptoe, he patted the man's shoulder with a serious expression, and said to Xu Muzhao in a very bossy tone.
"Your friend has bad habits, so don't learn from him."
She paused, then added in a serious tone.
"You're fine now."
Don't always think about sugar.
Eat something else.
Like bitter gourd or something.
Just fine.
Xu Muzhao nodded obediently, and there was an inexplicable smile in his dark eyes.
Su Tang stood on tiptoe and patted.
Only then did I realize that there was a thin shirt under the man's suit jacket.
She tugged at the suit jacket wrapped around her body, raised her head, and looked at him unblinkingly with her round eyes.
"Azhao, you gave me your clothes. Aren't you cold? Or you should wear them! Anyway, we'll be home after a short walk..."
As he said that, he reached out to grab the coat off.
Keeping yourself warm while letting others suffer from the cold is not something that a loyal sugar like her can do!
Xu Muzhao raised his hand to stop the girl's movements.
"No, girls don't catch cold very well, you can just wear them."
The man's eyes fell on her quietly, and his voice was flat and gentle.
"It's not my fiancé's job to let my fiancée suffer from cold and cold."
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