Chapter 33: Drunk play(2)

Shen Zhifan: "..."
I have to say that Shen Zhifan’s mood is quite complicated at this time.
The eyelids are a little squatting. It doesn't look very spiritual. It seems to be a little unhappy. The ink-like eyes look at him quietly. It can be seen that there is a little anger, but it is deeply hidden.
He is not happy when he is alone, but he doesn't say it. It seems like he is sighing with a sigh of relief.
Shen Zhifan inexplicably remembered the young children of the age. When he was stubborn, he would be like this. A life is sulking, and he hopes that the whole world will come to marry him, but he does not say why he is angry.
... the kind that can be stunned.
He could only pick up the "flowers" with his scalp.
Not to mention that although the chaos is very neat, the roots are not neat, at least there is no soil. Of course, Shen Zhifan is not sure whether there is any soil under this warm snow.
Therefore, although it is a mess of grass, but it can be seen from the inside of the other side of the heart.
His eyes seemed to be brighter, but his lips were still tight. His appearance was extremely decent and handsome. When he was serious, he was very majestic. Usually no one dared to let him go.
Just if the childishness in his eyes is not so rich, Shen Zhifan should be afraid of some more.
"...thank you for spending flowers?"
Shen Zhifan took over the flowers, but the other party was still motionless, he could only test and appease.
"I like it very much."
The words do not speak, keep the professional ethics of the model when painting, and continue to stare at him.
... Shen Zhifan felt a weakness.
What do you want to do with the male god, have you left it?
Shen Zhifan tried to follow the child's thoughts, and the flash of light flashed, and then he asked: "What do you want to reward?"
The words are bright again.
Shen Zhifan felt that there was a play, and then continued: "What rewards do you want?"
His eyes were drooping, although his look did not change much, but it was faintly clear that he looked a little shy and guilty.
Obviously still refused to say, a pair must be guessed.
Shen Zhifan: "..."
Enough, can the male not have to play dumb puzzles again.
Shen Zhifan quickly gave him a knee.
Shy for a while, the words raised the scorpion like a frosty and childish, quietly staring at him again.
Then continue to move.
Shen Zhifan was silent and came up with a new comforting idea. He picked out the longest one from a large bunch of wild grass, and there was a small flower with a sputum to be placed. Reluctantly can be called the "flowers" of flowers, he hesitated to hand to the words.
"Flower flowers, also for you?"
The words looked at the flowers and thought about it. The straight line of the corner of the mouth bent and seemed to be taken up with pleasure, but still quietly looked at Shen Zhifan.
Shen Zhifan: "..."
Still not useful?
Shen Zhifan feels that he has completely squandered. He does not know what rewards the generals want, nor what the generals like most.
Moreover, it is also a fan of the generals who are now a few years old.
He sighed and sat on the sofa, kneeling on the one-shoulder kneeling with a general, and the pressure was not that big.
"It's very sleepy, adults, don't let it go, let me know, okay?"
He asked himself in vain.
Sure enough, the other party still does not speak.
"The legs are not numb, adults, I will give you a nap?"
The words are still not talking.
Shen Zhifan feels that he is dealing with a child who is the most shy and hardest to engage in and is the most stubborn. However, he is not willing to let his words continue to linger. It is really an impulse to think about it with the goddess.
He sighed and finally could only helplessly smile and touch the face of the general, and whispered at the other side's voice: "My general, what do you like most?"
He does not expect to get the other party's response, so it is good to take advantage of the other party.
However, the other party finally moved. When Shen Zhifan just wanted to reach back the hand, his palm was covered warmly and forcefully.
Shen Zhifan’s heart jumped.
He felt the other's palms covered under his palms, and the fingers crossed and interspersed.
The eyelids of the words are two points brighter than before, and it seems to be two points deeper. His lips are slightly open, and his looks seem to be a little excited and somewhat wronged.
Shen Zhifan seems to have forgotten to breathe for a moment.
He closely followed the other's eyes, and for a moment he forgot whether the other party was really sincere.
He remembered the question just now.
- "My general, what do you like best?"
His throat was slightly moving, his eyes fell on the palms of his hands covering his palms. His palms had some tiny scars and his fingertips were rough. It should be the reason for operating the mech for many years.
In fact, Shen Zhifan's own palm is also not fine and tender, but his back is smooth, so he can feel the rough and hot palm of the other side.
They are staggered in the same direction.
Contacting the question just now, it seems that there is something wrong with the answer that is about to come out.
"...flowers."
The generals suddenly shouted and screamed, and Shen Zhifan suddenly realized that he had just leaked a small amount of grass. He quickly pulled back his emotions and intended to withdraw his hand from the palm of his hand. It’s good to pick up the
flowers
.
However, the other party seemed to realize that he had left, and the palm of his hand was more forcefully covered in the hands of Shen Zhifan.
Shen Zhifan stunned, and looked down at the other side with a faint anger, a bit silly.
But soon he was not even stupid.
Almost logically, the other hand covered the palm of his hand with a little effort, and with that little force the whole person stood up easily and pressed straight onto the sofa.
Shen Zhifan only felt a strong force. He didn't have any preparations to go straight back, and he would fall on the soft sofa cushion straight.
However, the touch of the hindbrain is not the same, and one hand has been there for a long time.
When Shen Zhifan’s brain was still dizzy, the back of the head was wrapped in the palm of the other hand, and then his eyes were wide and his pupils contracted slightly.
The other gentleman kissed him undoubtedly.
Carefully, he began to trace his lips, then gently bite the other's lips, and finally opened his lips and invaded.
He didn't leave everything to kiss him, rude or lingering, impulsive or restrained.
--"you."
- "I like it most."