Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 62 Like a couple in love
Song Zehan held a transparent square packing box with one hand.

And in the box lay a bowl of red bean ice quietly.

The white ice is covered with gentle red bean paste, which is a simple beauty, just like first love.

Seeing Ruan Shiyan's straight gaze, the corners of Song Zehan's lips rose imperceptibly.

He sat in the car with the packing box, and casually put the box on Ruan Shiyan's lap, with a calm expression on his face.

"Give it to me?" Although the rising ending sound was expressing doubts, the joy in the tone had already risen from the corner of the mouth to the tip of the brow.

Song Zehan glanced at her expressionlessly, with a bright dislike mixed in his eyes.

It seems to be complaining about her childishness, and she only likes this kind of thing that children like.

But Ruan Shiyan didn't care, because it's a happy thing to be pampered like a child.

"Thank you bro!"

She has always liked to eat this kind of icy food, and her favorite is red bean ice.

Especially when she is in a bad mood, she wants to eat more, otherwise she wouldn't be so angry with Song Zehan yesterday because of a few popsicles.

Wait - popsicles...

Could it be... This guy is making up for losing her popsicle yesterday?
Ruan Shiyan turned her head slowly, and found that the man beside her had already closed her eyes and meditated.

Her eyes moved down from his side face a little bit unconsciously.

The straight eyebrows, the thick eyelashes, the high nose bridge, the slightly stretched thin lips, the cold and hard jawline...

No matter which one you take out, you can be proud of it.

Now when they get together, they don't have a sense of disobedience, but they complement each other, forming this handsome and almost perfect face.

Ruan Shiyan couldn't help becoming a nympho again, and her eyes slipped to his protruding Adam's apple by accident.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A picture suddenly flashed in Ruan Shiyan's mind.

In the picture, she and Song Zehan are also sitting in the car, Song Zehan is resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and she is watching him commit a nympho, but there is no Ah Feng, and they are not wearing the current clothes.

The point is...she was very close to him.

So close that as long as she lowered her head, she could lean on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

And Song Zehan's hand is still on her shoulder...

Intimate as a couple in love.

she he……

The sound of the horn of a passing car instantly awakened Ruan Shiyan's rationality.

She looked away annoyed, her fair face flushed from her cheeks to behind her ears.

Even leaving that picture aside, what she had just thought was dangerous and shameful.

She... She actually... really wanted to bite down on Song Zehan's Adam's apple.

It's over, it's over, did she lie in the mortuary for a long time, freezing her brain to death?
In order to divert her attention, Ruan Shiyan quickly opened the packing box on her lap, picked up the spoon inside, and fed herself a big mouthful.

It wasn't until the mouth was filled with a sweet and greasy cold feeling, and then moved down the esophagus to the stomach a little bit, the impulse just now was barely suppressed.

And when she ate the whole bowl of red bean ice in one go, the scalding temperature on her cheeks returned to normal.

Looking at the empty bowl on her lap, Ruan Shiyan was secretly glad.

It's a good thing that Song Zehan didn't see the look in her eyes at that time, and it's a good thing that she wasn't really impulsive, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!
But she has been obsessed with self-adjustment, and she didn't dare to look at Song Zehan again, so she didn't know that those closed eyes had actually opened slowly the moment she looked away.

The deep eyes faded from the usual coldness, and she silently took a panoramic view of every little move of hers.

——What did you think of just now?
(End of this chapter)