[MTL]Little Jiaojiao is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Young Marshal

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Chapter 11: throbbing

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In the ballroom, Shen Xu was sitting in a corner with Yao Zhi in his arms. He didn't blame her for coming here, he ordered someone to serve juice, but asked her, "Why did Zhi Zhi come here?"

"It's Yiman's birthday. We haven't been here before. We're curious, so we came to have a look." Yao Zhi said with her head down, holding the juice in her hand.

Shen Xu gently touched her face: "I don't blame you, it's just that this place is not suitable for you, so you should come here less often."

Yao Zhi nodded.

Shen Xu brought over the cake that was just on the table and handed it to her: "If you really want to come over, go to 'Lido' and ask someone to inform me to come in again, okay?"

"Brother Shen, did you drive the 'Lido'?" Yao Zhi asked curiously after swallowing a bite of the cake.

"Yes, originally the Shen family and the Chen family jointly invested in the property, but Young Master Chen and I have dug out this property separately, and now I take care of it."

"Then Uncle Shen doesn't know?"

"Of course he doesn't know."

Shen Xu fed the little girl something, answered the little girl's question, and then said to Chen Qianzong: "Young Master, it's not convenient for me to talk about things today, why don't we talk about it another day?"

Of course he trusted the little girl, but he was wary of her classmate.

"Okay, that's fine, anyway, it's nothing important, let's have a good time today." Chen Qianzong coughed twice, took a plate of peaches, forked it himself, and sent it to Cheng Yiman: "Student Cheng, This is a newly picked one, delivered by plane, you can taste it."

Cheng Yiman was still sighing at his friend's sweet appearance, raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Qianzong, his hand was faster than his brain, and he took it with his hand: "Thank you."

The fingertips of the two touched together for a moment, and they were separated as soon as they were touched. At this moment, Chen Qianzong's heartbeat accelerated again. He took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the little girl unconsciously. hands.

Her hand looked so small, not that kind of slender beauty, but he really wanted to put it in the palm of his hand and play with it.

So small, Chen Qianzong even wondered if it was half as long as him.

He couldn't help itching his fingers, so he took several more plates of food, handed them over, and touched Cheng Yiman's fingers several times intentionally or unintentionally.

so soft!

He gasped in admiration in his heart, he had touched so many women's hands, none of them were as soft as hers, it was as if they had no bones.

Just when he handed over the eighth plate of food, he heard the little girl opposite him refuse.

He looked up, only to see that she lowered her head, already very uncomfortable. There was a hint of dodge in her eyes, half of her cheeks were flushed with shame, and her ten fingers were tightly twisted together.

Although Cheng Yiman is slow, the other party always touches her hand so obviously that she can feel it no matter how slow he is.

She was very ashamed and angry, but she didn't know that the embarrassment in this innocence made Chen Qianzong's blood boil even more.