High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 984
"kindness?"

She raised her eyebrows, a little confused.

But in the end, he shrugged, grabbed the soft and cute hair in his arms, and then stared blankly at the blank composition paper.

But not for a moment.

In front of him was an extra glass of something that was dull in color and still steaming slightly.

It is held by a hand with sharp knuckles.

There is a smell coming from it.

Lightly sweet and gingery.

Lin Zhaoxia paused with her fingertips propping her chin, "This is...?"

"Brown sugar ginger water." Yang Moyan gave an answer very lightly.

What Lin Zhaoxia couldn't stop was her heart beating.

That's fast.

She could hardly hold back her current expression.

But soon she made adjustments, stretched out her hand to take the cup in the opponent's hand, and the warmth spread along the palm of her hand. Lin Zhaoxia behaved the same as usual, as if nothing had happened, and she could really deceive everyone's eyes.

But in front of Young Master Yang, who knows all about it...

He just hooked his lower lip very lightly, "To warm up the body, to drive out the cold."

"Why brown sugar?"

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help asking.

Yang Moyan's voice was very light, "You asked this question before."

This made the young man raise his eyebrows.

She thought about it carefully.

At last……

Yep.

Turned around in my mind and pressed the pause button.

Nothing at all.

She can't remember.

The corner of the lips twitched slightly, and finally rose to the original arc, with an evil taste, "Is there?"

The ends of the eyes were slightly raised, the young man in front of him was really charming and delicious.

Yang Moyan suppressed some thoughts in his heart, his brows were noble and indifferent, "It seems that the little boyfriend has already forgotten."

Tsk, what are you doing?

Lin Zhaoxia was serious, "Because you pretended to be too many little wives, your little boyfriend's brain volume is seriously insufficient. Some trivial things are not worth mentioning, so I cleared the memory."

"Oh?"

Yang Moyan pulled his lips carelessly, his tone raised slightly.

At first glance, it seemed that he didn't really believe the young man's words.

Lin Zhaoxia felt very guilty for no reason.

But I suddenly realized that this kind of thing is okay even if I forget it...

So he regained his self-confidence, the kind of unreasonable and strong, "That's right! So why don't you come and praise me?"

"Well, praise you."

Yang Moyan couldn't help laughing.

The arc is very shallow, and it is the same as before.

But it came out in a very low voice.

low.

But it's still alluring.

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help but rubbed her ears, almost melting her heart.

She held the glass of brown sugar ginger water with both hands, and drank it slowly.

Very warm taste, with the unique sweetness of brown sugar and the light spicyness of ginger.

Sliding all the way to the stomach, the warm current spread to the lower abdomen.

Originally, it was because of my stomach that has been uncomfortable since I came here today, but after drinking this cup of sugar water, I felt a lot easier.

After drinking the sugar water and putting the cup on the coffee table, Lin Zhaoxia was about to take the pen over to write a few strokes of the composition, but she was caught by the wrist and forced to stand up, including the cat and the man.

Lin Zhaoxia hugged Ruanmeng in her arms, blinked, "What are you doing?"

Yang Moyan glanced at her indifferently, then finally bypassed her and landed somewhere behind her.

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows slightly, and turned her head to go.

Following the other person's line of sight, his eyes looked over, and he met a clock.

The above time point at this time shows: 10:30.

And even if Young Master Yang didn't give any reminders, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, telling the boy——

(End of this chapter)