Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

Be soft on him and start going to heaven.

"This kind of child can't be spoiled, and if he is spoiled, he starts to push his nose on his face!"

Shen Wanqing had a cold face, leaning on the chair and speaking to 748 expressionlessly.

The 748 of the mind and consciousness saw that Shen Wanqing transferred the object, and set the target on it and began to be in a dilemma.

On one side is his own host, and on the other side is the father of the gold master, neither of which is easy to mess with.

It swallowed and said nothing, trying to reduce its sense of existence.

Jiang Yanci leaned on the soft pillow, his deep phoenix eyes lifted lightly, looking at the side face the girl had left for him, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

There was a sudden silence in the room, Shen Wanqing glanced at it, just saw the corner of the boy's mouth slightly raised, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

He propped up the chair with his palms and was about to leave.

Suddenly, there was a muffled groan behind him.

She paused, turned her head, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The eyes of the young man in front of him were a little red, and the slender eyelashes were soaked with water vapor. He raised his right hand pitifully, "The needle is crooked."

Looking down, because of the boy's dishonest movement, not only did the blood flow back into the infusion tube, but blood beads even leaked out from the needle mouth.

Shen Wanqing lowered her eyes and stared at it for a while, then raised her eyes and glanced at the young man lightly. The boy's eyes were wet, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

She half-squinted her eyes, pressed her tongue against her gums, and sat down.

The cool fingertips landed on the back of the boy's hand where the needle was inserted, swiping gently, and suddenly the fingertips pressed hard on the needle that pierced the blood vessel.

As expected, the boy's sullen voice came from his ears.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth coldly, raised her eyes to meet Jiang Yanci's sullen eyes, moved her fingertips away, and then stroked his wrist bone.

Shen Wanqing's voice was soft, and the corner of her mouth evoked a cool smile.

"pain?"

Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes, his steamy eyelashes draped over his eyelids, and pursed his pale crimson lips.

not talking?

Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows and hurriedly approached Jiang Yanci, her voice lowered, "Huh?"

The girl's sweet milky scent hits, which is sweet and soft.

The young man turned his head away, pursed his thin red lips, and puffed out his cheeks quietly.

Halfway through, he mumbled, "Qingqing, I hate it."

The young man muttered, causing Shen Wanqing to chuckle lightly.

Holding the boy's right hand, a smile spread across her brows.

"Otherwise, blow it?"

The girl's voice was cold, and she used to have a sense of distance, but now she has a little smile, but it's a little softer.

The boy who turned his head to hide himself in front of him turned his head for a moment, and those beautiful eyes seemed to contain bright stars.

"Can... can?"

Shen Wanqing's smile narrowed slightly, her eyes half-squinted, "Think beautifully!"

The eyes darkened instantly, the boy bulged his cheeks, and his beautiful eyes stared at her without speaking.

Seeing Jiang Yanci's angry look, Shen Wanqing smiled even more.

"It's you who teased me first, why are you so angry?"

"I didn't tease it out!"

Jiang Yanci turned his head aggrievedly, staring at Shen Wanqing with obsidian-like eyes, pursing his lips very aggrieved.

"Oh?

Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, then squinted her phoenix eyes slightly, "What about the milk?"

The young man in front of him suddenly lit up his eyes, raised his slender fingers under Shen Wanqing's gaze, and lightly tapped his pale crimson lips with the slender fingertips.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, "Huh?"

Jiang Yanci's expression became a little more vivid, with red ears, "This...here..."