The male lead became my three-year-old son [wearing a book]

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Chapter 91:

    It has entered the cold winter, and it has begun to snow in City B.

    Tang Su was always afraid of the cold. She was wearing a white down jacket with a red scarf around her neck. She wanted to bury her face in the scarf.

    "Why do you get so many gifts?" Seeing Yan Jingyang keep moving big and small bags to the car, she was a little stunned, "Just going to my house for dinner."

    "It's rare for your parents to let me go to your house for dinner ." Of course, I have to perform well and seize the opportunity to please them.”

    Yan Jingyang was busy carrying the gift box into the car, and then reached out and pulled the girl’s scarf, trying to hide her face with the scarf, and just stood outside. In such a short while, her bright white face was flushed with the wind, which was so cute and annoying for him.

    "You get in the car and wait for me first." Yan Jingyang walked into the house with long legs.

    He took a prepared hand warmer and walked out and stuffed it into the hands of the girl who was already sitting in the car. "Hold it to warm your hands." It is different from his high body temperature and cold tolerance. Girls are more squeamish, so cold. The weather, he can't let her catch a cold.

    His hands became warm all at once, Tang Su lifted his chin from the scarf, a little ashamed, but still leaned on the man's side face, kissed gently, "Reward you."

    Dark eyes His eyes lit up, Yan Jingyang curled his lips and started the car directly.

    White snowflakes are floating in the sky, the street lamps on both sides of the street, and the tree trunks are all wearing a snow-white hat. Pedestrians hurried in a hurry, and many shops have pasted Christmas decorations, which is very festive.

    Tang Su took out a bag of sugar from the armrest box next to him. Without knowing when it started, Yan Jingyang would prepare some snacks in the car that he had scorned before. She tore open the wrapping paper and took out a toffee inside, the sweet taste slowly disappeared on the tip of her tongue.

    When the car stopped at a red light, Yan Jingyang turned his head and saw the girl eat another one. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Take me one?" She ate so deliciously, he wanted to taste it too. .

    Tang Su glanced at him, then handed him one, "Now, here you are."

    "You feed me." Yan Jingyang's hands on the steering wheel did not move at all, and he looked at Tang Su with scorching eyes.

    Peeling off the sugar paper and pinching the milky white sugar with thin white fingertips, Tang Su feeds Yan Jingyang's lips, "Eat." The man wants her to feed him. She also enjoys the little fun between these lovers. of.

    The girl's fingers are pink and tender, slender and beautiful, and she knows she is a pampered person at first glance. Yan Jingyang opened his lips and held the toffee directly, as well as the girl's delicate fingertips.

    "Ah."

    Tang

    Su blushed with a squishy touch, "Your saliva touched my fingers!" Yan Jingyang's tongue rubbed the girl's fingertips, and rolled away the toffee on her fingers. Not only did she taste the milky taste on her tongue, she also had a faint fragrance of her. He was in a good mood. Seeing Tang Su withdraw his hand, he looked at the saliva on his fingers inconceivably and stupidly. He smiled: "Doesn’t I feel like my saliva?"