Chapter 503 Eating You Is the Most Delicious

An Xiaowan met Huo Shen's black eyes, her red lips slightly raised, outlining a charming and charming smile, and whispered: "Okay~"

The things they experienced together, the luck at the critical moment of life and death, the panic of his fainting, it seemed that there were a lot of things she wanted to say to him at that time, but when she saw him wake up and his tall and slender figure standing at the door, everything seemed to become less important.

Just looking at him, by his side, my heart slowly became satisfied.

"Which one do you want to drink?" An Xiaowan pointed to the types of porridge and asked Huo Shen softly.

Huo Shen's black eyes were still glued to her face.

He replied lightly: "It's up to you."

An Xiaowan's beautiful face revealed a charming and charming look. She curled her lips, lowered her head and tried each bowl first.

Then, she chose the one in the middle.

One mouthful after another, Huo Shen ate whatever An Xiaowan fed him.

In a blink of an eye, a bowl of porridge was empty.

The servants were dumbfounded, almost thinking that the person in front of them was not their cold and heartless Master Huo who didn't listen to anyone!

"Still eating?" An Xiaowan blinked.

Huo Shen narrowed his eyes, stared at her rosy lips, and nodded slightly.

Seeing that he had a good appetite, An Xiaowan was also a little excited. She pursed her lips and smiled, scooped another bowl of porridge and handed it to his lips.

But the man shook his head lightly.

"Don't eat this?" She followed suit and changed a bowl directly.

However, Huo Shen still shook his head.

There was an unfathomable meaning in his cold and deep face.

An Xiaowan raised her eyebrows slightly, and had to point to the bowl she had just finished and asked him, "Do you only want to eat this?"

"No." He opened his thin lips lightly, but he was frugal with words and only uttered a "no".

Now she had a headache.

She wanted to eat something, but she didn't want to eat these porridges. She tried the side dishes one by one, but she didn't eat them. So, does he want to have dessert after dinner?

Seeing An Xiaowan's face full of sorrow, frowning and thinking hard, Huo Shen finally exhaled deeply, narrowed his narrow eyes, raised his big hand, and immediately turned her unpainted face over.

He pinched her chin, picked up the spoon, and handed a spoonful of porridge to her lips.

An Xiaowan opened her mouth slightly and subconsciously took it in.

Then, before she could swallow the porridge in her mouth, the man's handsome face suddenly pressed down.

The slightly cool and moist lips, with the sweet taste of porridge, quickly entered her mouth. His domineering tongue forcefully broke into her lips, and quickly searched all the porridge from her mouth, not leaving a single cent.

The ambiguous breath flowed.

Fortunately, the old doctor had seen the signs and sneaked away secretly, otherwise this dog food would probably cause indigestion.

Huo Shen narrowed his eyes, and the moment he let go of An Xiaowan, he licked his lips, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

An Xiaowan took a breath, and before she could recover, the man stuffed another spoonful of porridge into her mouth.

Her little face was red and hot, and her lips were slightly open, rosy and tempting.

Let anyone pick it.

In this way, the second bowl of porridge was also finished.

This time, half went into his stomach and half went into her stomach.

Pulling the woman whose lips were a little red and swollen from his kiss into his arms, Huo Shen's lips corners rose slightly.

His voice was a little hoarse with emotion, and he whispered: "It's still the most delicious like this."

An Xiaowan buried her head in his arms and laughed softly.

I don't know how long it took, just when she was drowsy, she suddenly heard the man's low and gentle murmur: "Thank you for your hard work... Xiaowan."

An Xiaowan's heart trembled suddenly.