Over there, Bai Xiaomu frowned slightly as he stared at the chocolate.
There was no brand of chocolate he liked, really.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Linqian didn't quite understand.
For a foodie, he couldn't see the feeling he wanted to eat.
"You say this supermarket is the biggest in this place.
That's nonsense.
The chocolate I want to eat doesn't exist."
"Pfft, I brought you the chocolates you eat from Switzerland.
Of course we don't have them here, they are handmade."
Mu Linqian said with a smile: "I'll have someone bring you some more chocolates another day. " "Okay."
Bai Xiaomu reluctantly left the chocolate counter and went to check out.
There was a traffic jam, but it was also time to eat, so Mu Linqian put the longan he bought on Bai Xiaomu's lap.
"Eat less.
It's delicious, but if you eat too much, you'll get angry."
Mu Linqian turned a corner and prepared to take a long detour.
Bai Xiaomu slowly spread the so-called longan, then brought it slightly to his mouth, and then slowly spit out the core.
Later, when I ate this food, I felt uncomfortable with it, so I pushed it away, pinched it with my index finger and thumb, and said softly to Mu Linqian: "Be good, open your mouth."
Mu Linqian looked at Bai Xiaomu's hand that was slightly wet with longan water and opened his mouth.
The fragrance of longan followed Bai Xiaomu's movements and then slowly entered Mu Linqian's mouth.
Then the longan playfully escaped from Bai Xiaomu's finger and fell into Mu Linqian's mouth.
Reflexively, Mu Linqian closed his mouth, and then took Bai Xiaomu's finger into his mouth.
His tongue unconsciously slightly filled the sweet juice on Bai Xiaomu's fingers.
Bai Xiaomu felt a chill on her back.
She had never felt this way before.
She felt itchy and a little at a loss.
Bai Xiaomu quickly retracted his hand, then took out a piece of paper from the paper box in the cavity in front of the car, and then wiped his hands.
Suddenly, he discovered that except for the fingertips that had been filled by Mu Linqian, there were no sticky things.
Other places are really not very refreshing.
"Are there any wet wipes?"
Bai Xiaomu asked softly.
Mu Linqian felt as if he had hit a low point.
He just touched this guy's hand with his lips slightly, but he actually asked her to wipe her hands with a wet tissue.
She looked like she was still rejecting herself.
"You can get it behind the tissue paper."
Mu Linqian's voice was trembling.
Bai Xiaomu seemed to feel Mu Linqian's behavior, and felt something indescribable in his heart.
"This longan is delicious, but one thing is that it is very difficult to peel off the shell."
Bai Xiaomu sighed and said: "And it's slimy, I don't like it."
The words "sticky" and "dislike" suddenly made Mu Linqian wonder if she had just wiped the mucus off her finger instead of disinfecting it with a wet wipe.
"You just felt that your hands were sticky and you couldn't wipe them clean with a tissue."
Mu Linqian was a child who liked to seek knowledge, so under the traffic light, he turned to look at Bai Xiaomu's face.
Bai Xiaomu seemed to feel that this guy was admiring him openly, and there were waves of throbbing in his heart, but he suppressed it.
"Well, otherwise what do you think?"
"I thought you hated what I did to you just now."
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Mu Linqian put one hand on the steering wheel and looked at Bai Xiaomu.
"The light is green, you can drive away, otherwise the horn will blow from behind."
Bai Xiaomu pointed at the light with a smile.
Mu Linqian regretted it so much that his intestines were green.
Why did he take the long detour at the wrong time?
Now it's fine.
If the traffic light is longer, maybe he and he can do the next thing that must be done by boyfriend and girlfriend.
Of course, Mu Linqian returned home and turned on the lights.
As for this home, Mu Linqian always had people coming to Hudao, so he kept hiring part-time workers to clean the place every two days
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