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Joan was a little embarrassed to continue eating, but she peeled the shrimp out.
The table was a little big. When Joan was placed in the Lu Yannian bowl, he had to leave the stool and his hand extended long.
Although Lu Yannian was on the chair, but his attention was always parked on Joan's good body, especially when he saw the girl eating shrimp, the eyebrows were dyed with a warmth.
Lu Yannian suddenly saw Qiao An stretched out his hand and sent it to himself. He thought that Joan was feeding his own shrimp. The person squinted a little, and with a bit of being flattered, he leaned forward and opened his mouth. Put Joan in the shrimp that he had intended to put in his bowl.
Joan clearly felt the warm lips of the man rubbing his fingers, and with the feeling of a numbness, the shrimp in his hand disappeared.
She is not going to feed him, she is going to be in his bowl...
Joan couldn't help but slammed Lu Lunian's eyes twice.
Lu Yannian came into contact with her suggestion that she was speaking to herself, so she listened to the people on the phone and said to Joe, using her lips: "Thank you."
Is she the kind of woman who casually feeds men to eat?
She was misunderstood by him, but she misunderstood her, what should I do?
It seems that there is a leaf that falls on the heart of Joan's good heart, and ripples in a circle.
With a little sweet happiness, she lowered her head and continued to peel the shrimp seriously. Then she stretched her arm and sent it to the Lu Yannian bowl. Then she was misunderstood by Lu Yannian and fed him again. .
The dinner table was very quiet. Lu Yannian occasionally spoke a word or two to the person on the phone. Later, the other party sent him a video to let him see the contents of the other computer. Lu Yannian looked at it while he was stretching in Joan. At the time, Zhang opened his mouth and squatted. At the end, as if he had developed a habit, he could not accurately see where the good hand of Joan was, and he could accurately remove the shrimp on her finger.
Joe Ann saw that Lu Yannian had been so smooth and natural, and then he saw the last shrimp left in his hand. The eyeballs turned and turned, and the same was bad. He took a shrimp shell and handed it to Lu’s mouth. Lu Yannian The habitual opening of the mouth and chewing a few times, just like I found out something is wrong, the eyebrows wrinkled, spit out the things in my mouth, looked up, and saw Joan’s funny eyebrows bent. He handed over the last shrimp in his hand. He lowered his head and walked away. The wrinkled eyebrows stretched out. Then he said nothing to the phone. He hung up the phone and turned his head to see that Joan was using it. The finger that didn't have the sweet and sour sauce was soaking the paper towel, because there was only one hand, and I couldn't get it out, so Lu Yannian, who was hanging the phone, said, "Help me draw one."
Lu Yannian took a wet tissue, but did not hand it to Joan, but naturally took it in her hand and helped her to clean her fingers.
Joanne hung down and stared at Lu Yannian's action of wiping his hand. He refused and did not resist.She is not unaware that some interactions between herself and Lu Yinian are too embarrassing--hey, although she does not know what Lu Yannian’s heart is thinking about, but for her who loved Lu’s thirteen years, she really enjoyed this kind of embarrassment. - Hey.
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