[MTL BL] A poisonous tongue is just a small stutter [Rebirth

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Chapter 21 Embarrassment

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahahahahaha!"

"You're going to kill me!!"

"Another day when my husband broke my leg!"

"I'm Song Zhi's ear, please help me, I'm going to burn "It's over."

"One more?" Yan Huai's expression remained as usual.

The cucumber strips cut into small round pieces were placed lightly against Song Zhi's lips, still carrying the cool warmth after being washed with water.

The physical touch pulled Song Zhi away from his strange thoughts. He opened his mouth and sucked it in, deliberately leaving a part outside, and his eyes stopped on the mole on Yan Huai's Adam's apple.

Yan Huai let go of the cucumber and slid his warm fingers along the tip of Song Zhi's ear to the earlobe.

The latter's ears grew soft down, and his thoughts followed the movements of his fingertips and spread unbridled throughout his body.

The whole world cannot suppress the restless heart.

Until Yan Huai spoke, "It's all yours."

"What is this grandson waiting for?"

"If you want your husband to kiss you, just say so."

"Song Zhi: Why are you exposing me QAQ"

"Song Zhi: I don't want it. To save face?"

An air defense alarm sounded inside Song Zhi's head, and Yan Huai's words were mixed with the ringing in his ears. He hurriedly swallowed the culprit's cucumber sticks without even saying hello. With his face burning red, he panicked and ran away from the kitchen.

Then he hugged the round pillow and nestled in the fabric sofa, biting the cucumber Yan Huai fed him in his mouth, his warmth still lingering on his lips.

"Look at how wronged the child is."

"Same for my husband, why don't we kiss him again." "

Idiot, I let him go on purpose."

"I was afraid that the cooking fumes would choke him

." "Is this other people's love? !! "

Song Zhi rested her chin on the pillow, her thoughts spinning for a long time without being able to calm down.

He tried his best to come up with various excuses for himself. He must have been tricked or bewitched by the essential oil of the rose.

It's not like he wants to do it again.

Brother Yan Huai doesn’t think he’s being a hooligan, right? What if he doesn't like this? Obviously I don't dislike him very much recently.

The more Song Zhi thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, so she simply lay down on the sofa, buried her head under the pillow and rolled around.

"What's he doing? Pretending to be a maggot?"

"Even if it's a maggot, it's still a handsome maggot."

Until someone tapped her on the shoulder, "What are you doing?"

Song Zhi's back was stiff and her chest was pressed against the sofa to hold her breath. Passing through the gap between the pillows, Yan Huai stood in front of him, looking at him with an intriguing look.