Young Master Xu couldn’t help chasing her until she disappeared without looking back. He kept the posture of staring at the direction where her back disappeared for a long time. After a cold wind blew, he retracted his gaze and looked down at the person under him. Porcelain cup.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened it, and a rush of heat accompanied the rich milky fragrance, making the air sweet in the cool night.
He couldn’t help taking out the spoon, taking a sip, and he couldn’t help but raised the corners of his lips. It was just a moment when he seemed to perceive something, and he abruptly smoothed his smile, as if he could deceive himself and others. Happy.
He tried so hard to squeeze his face, mouth after mouthful, and quickly drank a cup of fresh milk Sydney.
The warm and fragrant milk slipped into the body, and the warmth spread from the body to the limbs, making his whole body warm.
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