Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 39 Youth is a little sweet【39】

  Shen Wanqing went upstairs with a flat expression and opened the door.

   walked over, the boy had already sat up with his back leaning on a big and soft pillow.

  Shen Wanqing’s eyes fell on the bowl placed on the table beside the bed. The soup was rich, sprinkled with green onions, and the fragrance was very attractive.

  The young man on the bed lowered his head, his eyes were covered by his thin hair, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

   seems to be totally unmoved.

  "Isn’t it hungry and uncomfortable? Why don’t you eat it?"

  Shen Wanqing dragged the stool over and sat lazily on it.

  The young man leaned on the pillow, his pajamas was loose, and one side was loosely draped over his shoulders, revealing a delicate collarbone and white shoulders.

  Unconsciously, the unconscious boy raised his head slowly, the hair on his forehead was scattered, and his black eyes were half-covered.

  The facial features of the teenager are exquisite, from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose are tall and straight. But his face was pale, and there was no blood on his lips.

  A shallow layer of clear mist appeared in his black pupils, and his pale thin lips were tightly pressed quietly, pitiful, and fragile with a little sickness.

  Jiang Yan lowered his eyes and gently moved his right hand, which was in Diaoshui.

  The throat is soft and pitiful.

   "I can't move, I will return blood as soon as I move..."

  Shen Wanqing followed the words and looked down.

  Yo, it really returned blood.

  The juvenile’s fingers are slender, the joints are beautiful in shape, the back of the hand seems to be glowing white, and the blue blood vessels are clearly visible.

  The sharp needle tip pierced the blood vessel, and the infusion tube connected to the long needle had a finger-long red blood that blended with the transparent potion.

  Looking at it is very pitiful.

   raised his eyebrows, Shen Wanqing suddenly broke into those deep black eyes.

  The black pupils were covered under the slender and thick eyelashes, and the fair-skinned boy's slender lashes lightly blinked and stared at her.

  With the blinking eyes, the feather eyelashes were stained with a little water mist, and the black lacquered pupils seemed to be a little moisturized.

  Shen Wanqing squinted his eyes, stared for a few seconds, aside his eyes, and said coldly, "Didn't your brother come up to feed you just now?"

  Little liar, I still want to lie to her.

Hearing this, Jiang Yanci slightly frowned between his eyebrows. His face was pale, but now he frowned, making people feel distressed.

   "I don't want to feed my second brother, just feed Qing Qing, don't feed Qing Qing, don't eat!" As he said, few of the always well-behaved teenagers in front of him turned their heads, a little angry.

  Shen Wanqing turned his head in surprise, but saw the white cheeks of the young boy in front of him slowly bulging.

  Shen Wanqing surprised:? ? ?

  She stared at her, the more she looked, the more she felt like a pufferfish.

  A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

  The boy puffed his cheeks like a puffer fish: Come on coax me, I'm fierce!

  Suddenly, Shen Wanqing gave a low smile, and a crisp laugh suddenly came out of his throat.

  She couldn't help but leaned over, a faint fragrance of milk suddenly hit Jiang Yan's speech, and the next second she felt Shen Wanqing's cool fingertips gently poking his cheeks.

  The young man turned his head and pursed his lips, frowning slightly.

  This is still angry!

Shen Wanqing felt strange, moved closer to the boy again, poked his finger at the boy’s bulging cheek, and could not help squeezing the boy’s cheek. From time to time, his fingertips gently slipped off the boy’s tall nose. .

  The boy's skin was very squeamish, and after a while, red marks began to appear on his face.

   There was no **** little face, but now that she was so ravaged by Shen Wanqing, she added a few traces of blood, and even her pale lips had a trace of red.

  The young man did not speak from the beginning to the end, but quietly raised his eyes to look at her, letting her do anything wrong.

  It's just that there is a layer of clear water mist floating in the dark eyes, and the feather eyelashes are stained with water, and they tremble gently.

  (End of this chapter)