Chapter 827 Mo Yanchu, That’s Enough
The spacious restaurant layout gave several people space to display their skills. Mrs. Qiao looked at her youngest son's miserable state where he couldn't defeat several people. She didn't feel distressed at all. Instead, she took out her mobile phone and recorded the scene with a smile and sent it to the family group.
Cream was flying in the restaurant, and a few people with childish mindsets moved the battlefield to the lawn outside. After the cream on the cake was made, Qiao Yunxi even ran to the kitchen, touched the remaining cream scraps of the pastry chef, and continued a new round of counterattack.
The Qiao family manor was filled with the sounds of laughter. In this "war", Qiao Qingci was not hit again except for the sneak attack at the beginning. Seeing that her third brother was getting more and more courageous, she quietly stepped aside to watch the battle.
When Mo Yanchu saw Qiao Qingci slipping away, he followed her to her side.
"You don't want to play anymore?"
Qiao Qingci tilted his head and smiled at his cool CEO Mo. He wanted to enjoy the funny scene of him being covered in cream, but unexpectedly, Mo Yanchu was clean, and there was not even a speck of cream on his hair.
Qiao Qingci's eyes became serious. She looked at the ones who were still playing with suspicion. Even the top-notch Wen Qi couldn't escape the cream attack. This one from his family was even more powerful than Wen Qi!
She actually thought that with this "minor injury" she could be called a worthy victor, but it turned out that there was someone unharmed among them!
Qiao Qingci puffed out her cheeks slightly, looking very cute, but she was muttering in her heart that she couldn't let Mo Yanchu stay out of it.
"You're here, and I just want to play with you."
Mo Yanchu opened and closed his mouth in response to Qiao Qingci's question. He waited for Qiao Qingci to say something else, but Qiao Qingci just tilted his head and stared at his face, with a little excitement flickering in his eyes.
"baby?"
Mo Yanchu moved closer to Qiao Qingci, leaned forward a little, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Mo Yanchuyuan took the bait, and Qiao Qingci quickly attacked, "I didn't think anything of it!"
However, her movements were fast, but Mo Yanchu's movements were even faster, or it could be said that his body reacted instinctively to the sudden situation. His slender hands grabbed Qiao Qingci's white wrist like lightning.
"Baby, what do you want to do?"
Mo Yanchu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Qiao Qingci's fingertips, which were grasping the air helplessly. All ten of his fingers were covered with a thick layer of cream.
Qiao Qingci was caught doing something bad and she was already feeling guilty. Coupled with Mo Yanchu's powerful aura and the way his hands were restrained, she couldn't help but feel weak in the face of the man in front of her.
"Well, I just want you to see my hands..."
Qiao Qingci's beautiful eyes avoided looking at Mo Yanchu.
Mo Yan raised an eyebrow after hearing this. He shook the girl's wrist and confirmed in a low, mellow, and pleasant voice, "Is that so?"
Qiao Qingci's ears felt a little itchy, and she nodded in affirmatively, "Of course! I want to wash my hands, they are all covered in cream. Why, can't I do that?"
"Yes, of course, but baby, if you want to wash your hands, why don't you go to the faucet and hand it to me? Could it be that..."
say what?
Qiao Qingci looked at Mo Yanchu suspiciously. Why didn't this man finish speaking in one breath? He was really keeping her in suspense. However, Mo Yanchu should believe what she said.
Qiao Qingci coughed lightly and said, "You don't have to say it. It means what you think."
So, take me to wash my hands and end this topic, Qiao Qingci thought secretly in his heart.
A smile flashed across Mo Yanchu's eyes, "That's what you said."
He did not let go of Qiao Qingci's hand, but instead held her with greater force. This small detail made Qiao Qingci focus all her attention on her big hand.
But then, Qiao Qingci opened her beautiful eyes wide, "Mo Yanchu, shut up!"
Qiao Qingci retracted her hand but couldn't move it. She could only watch as Mo Yanchu lowered his head, stuck out a little bit of his tongue, and ate the cream on the tips of her fingers.
The soft tip of the tongue gently swept across the skin of each fingertip, making it itchy like a feather. It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, and the nerves and blood vessels on the fingers are extremely sensitive. Qiao Qingci only felt that Mo Yanchu was not touching her fingers, but her heart.
"Enough, enough Mo Yanchu! Stop licking!"
Her heart trembled, and Qiao Qingci screamed out Mo Yanchu's name and begged for mercy repeatedly. Only then did Mo Yanchu let her go.
He looked at Qiao Qingci's hand left and right, took out a wet wipe from his pocket, tore it open and wiped it gently.
He originally used this to wipe the cream off Qiao Qingci's forehead, but now there are two more hands.
A cool wet wipe with a faint fragrance brushed across her fingers and the spot on her forehead. Qiao Qingci enjoyed Mo Yanchu's attentive service and sealed away the memory of him teasing her just now. The heat on her face gradually subsided, and what remained in her heart was an indescribable good mood.
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