Chapter 652 Sweetness
Seeing that she was silent, thinking that she was frightened, Shen Xiuran patted her face lightly: "An'an, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Song Anhao regained consciousness, shook his head, his little face was flushed red.

Feeling the temperature of the palm, Shen Xiuran was startled, and quickly asked: "Your face is so hot, do you have a fever? I'll drive you to the hospital."

Say, get up.

Song Anhao was left speechless by his steel straight man attribute.

Immediately took his hand: "I don't have a fever..."

Shen Xiuran stopped walking, turned around, and repeatedly confirmed: "You really don't have a fever."

Song Anhao sighed helplessly: "I really don't have a fever."

Shen Xiuran obviously didn't believe it: "Then why is your face so hot?"

Song Anhao's mind froze for a moment, and he couldn't think of a reasonable excuse for a while, he hesitated, "I...I just feel a little hot, the heating at home is too high, I..."

Before she could finish the excuse she finally came up with, she heard Shen Xiuran say quietly: "It's not winter yet, and the heat is not turned on at home."

Song Anhao: "...??"

Shen Xiuran looked at Song Anhao seriously.

Song Anhao's scalp tingled from seeing him.

The presence of his sight is too strong, too strong to be ignored.

Under his gaze, Song Anhao finally couldn't stand it any longer, and decided to go all out, breaking the pot and smashing: "Oh, I don't have a fever, and it's not because the heater is too hot, it's because I'm thinking about you, and I'm shy, so I blushed. "

"Miss me? Blushing?"

Shen Xiuran didn't react at first.

Immediately, he recalled it, and watched Song Anhao's eyes gradually become deeper.Bending down, leaning in front of Song Anhao, knowingly asked: "Why do you blush when you think of me?"

Song An knew it well, he must have guessed it.

His face was like a boiled shrimp, and the blush spread all the way to the base of his ears.

Song Anhao slapped him shyly, and said coquettishly, "It's disgusting, you ask the question knowingly!"

Shen Xiuran's heart melted instantly.

He couldn't help kissing her lips.

Song An catered shyly.

a simple kiss,
Since becoming pregnant, both of them have been very restrained,
Shen Xiuran was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself from hurting Song Anhao, so he suppressed the heat flowing in his body and let her go, his voice was very hoarse.

Song Anhao also missed him very much.

So, blushing, nodded slightly.

Shen Xiuran's heart was instantly filled with joy.

He hugged Song Anhao tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Then let's eat cake quickly and go to bed early at night..."

Song Anhao still blushed and nodded.

Shen Xiuran walked to the coffee table, divided the cake into four pieces, handed one piece to Song Anhao, and held the other piece by himself.

Song Anhao forked a piece and fed it to Shen Xiuran's mouth.

Shen Xiuran opened his mouth to eat.

Song Anhao couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Shen Xiuran nodded vigorously, and replied without thinking: "It's delicious."

"Haha, this is my first time making a cake, I didn't expect it to be so successful!" Song An took a bite excitedly.

As soon as the cake entered the mouth, she was stunned.

As if being tapped on an acupuncture point, he remained in the position of holding the cake in his mouth for half a minute.

(End of this chapter)

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