Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The towel wiped his eyes, leaving wet marks there, and with the blush on his face, he looked a little more charming.

Shen Chun turned around, but his sleeve was grabbed. He looked at the person on the bed, but found that the person was just subconsciously looking for something, and his movements were full of dependence.

The towel was put aside, Shen Chun's fingers brushed the opponent's eyelashes, and when he stretched out his hand, he helped him lean on his shoulder, and the water in the bowl filled with Lingquan spring was passed to the opponent's lips.

The coolness and aura made some drowsy people subconsciously open their mouths and swallow. Halfway through the swallow, their eyelashes trembled slightly, and their eyes opened.

He held the bowl subconsciously with his hands, and the little water would only be a matter of three or two mouthfuls under the condition of self-consciousness.

When the water in the bowl reached the bottom, Bai Chanzhen held the bowl up for a while, and when he was sure that he couldn't drink even a drop, he put down the bowl regretfully. When he looked at Shen Chun, his eyes were shining and he said: "This water is really good. drink."

Is there any more, I still want it.

"Like this?" A deep meaning flashed in Shen Chun's eyes.

Bai Chanzhen nodded repeatedly: "Yeah."

"Wanting to drink is conditional." Shen Chun raised his chin with a single finger and smiled.

Bai Chanzhen's heart started beating again.