The sour smell of love

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Hanxing buried his face in his arm and covered his face with his hat.

His mouth was still moving as he chewed the pumpkin.

Lei Xiao was still holding his chopsticks and didn't move for a long time, but his thin lips, which were usually tightly pursed, couldn't help but curve up slightly.

Lin Hanxing raised his head to look at him from time to time.

When their eyes met, he quickly buried his face in Thunder Valiant's arms.

Why is she so cute?

Did you grow up drinking cutie?

His heart was about to melt, and he wished he could buy all the good things in the world for her.

"Don't look at me!"

Lin Hanxing reached out and covered Lei min's eyes.

Lei Xiao laughed as he held her small hand in his large palm and brought it to his thin lips for a kiss.

The air was filled with the sour smell of love.

"Han mingmei, what did she say to you?"

The Thunder valiant beast clearly did not forget, its voice hoarse and low.