Mo Shisheng blushed slightly, her face turning slightly red. She tried to pull her hand back, but found that her wrist was firmly gripped by the man.
"you"
"You've been burned, let me treat your burn."
Ming Beiya's bewitching face held a faint smile, alluring and seductive. His thin, crimson lips held the girl's slender fingers, and his voice was low and husky, exceptionally alluring.
"I can do it myself."
For some reason, when Mo Shisheng met the man's focused gaze, her mind seemed to freeze.
He even spoke haltingly.
Seeing this, the man looked at her with even more affection, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently pat her head.
“”
Mo Shisheng was stunned for a moment. When the man released her fingers, she quickly pulled them back. Sure enough, it didn't hurt anymore.
But when she caught a glimpse of moisture out of the corner of her eye, Mo Shisheng felt a little embarrassed. She reached out and wiped her hand on the man's clothes, looking disgusted. "It's all drool."
Upon hearing this, Ming Beiya raised an eyebrow and slid his hand down the girl's head, tracing her fair face to her chin.
A hand gently cupped her chin, a gesture of disapproval.
"nonsense."
Mo Shisheng rolled her eyes at Ming Beiya, then bent down to pick up the bowl of soup, but the next second the man grabbed her chin tightly and gave her a deep kiss.
His tongue plunged deep inside, savoring the sweetness in her mouth.
When the kiss ended, Mo Shisheng's body seemed to soften into a pool of spring water, and she gently leaned against the man's chest.
A faint smile flickered in Ming Beiya's eyes as he easily pulled the girl's slender body into his arms, covered her with the blanket, and then picked up the bowl of soup with his other hand.
Savoring it slowly and deliberately with a spoon, the movements are elegant and pleasing to the eye.
Seeing the man eating by himself, Mo Shisheng leaned against him, idly playing with his dark hair.
"Ming Qiancheng's mother was killed by Shi Youmi."
Mo Shisheng's sudden question caused Ming Beiya to pause slightly as he drank his soup. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"There is a reason for this."
Mo Shisheng thought of Li Ji's tear-streaked face as she cried in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Ming Qiancheng has never had a good relationship with you."
“”
Seeing that the girl's questions kept circling around Ming Qiancheng, he didn't even notice the man beside him turning gloomy.
Ming Beiya's stunningly beautiful face was as black as if it had been stained with ink. He reached out and grabbed the girl's chin, turning her face towards him. "What do you want to ask?"
“”
Mo Shisheng's lips were still burning hot, and she knew without looking in a mirror that her lips must be slightly swollen.
Her gaze met the man's dark eyes. "Didn't I already ask?"
But I don't want to answer.
Ming Beiya pursed her lips slightly, a hint of displeasure in her eyes, and her words were tinged with a sense of defiance.
“”
Upon hearing the man's words, Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch Ming Beiya's forehead. "Has your brain been poisoned too?"
“”
The girl's actions made the man even more annoyed. His dark eyes seemed like an abyss, as black as ink that could not be dispersed.
"You weren't this childish before, Ming Beiya. Are you three years old?"
Mo Shisheng rolled her eyes at Ming Beiya, annoyed. "I asked you these questions because of Li Ji."
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