Nikita took a big mouthful of milk tea and chewed the pearls and taro balls satisfactorily.
She was thinking that if this cup of milk tea was iced, it would be even better.
"Why did you suddenly buy me the milk tea?" Nikita took the half-drunk milk tea cup and shook it. The ingredients in this milk tea were added sufficiently. The mouthful taken just now had a strong flavor of milk foam.
Even the corners of her mouth were covered with milk.
She licked the milk foam on her lips.
Sheehan looked at the action of licking her lips, and his eyes darkened.
He held out his hand, without thinking that it might make his clothes dirty. He wiped the milk foam on Nikita's lip angle directly with his shirt cuff: "Weren't you in a bad mood? I wondered if you would feel better after drinking the milk tea."
Nikita looked at the milk stains on his cuffs, took out the paper towel and pushed his hand away: "Sheehan, it makes your clothes dirty."
"Hmm." The man took back his hand indifferently, looking down at the cuff, and hooked his lips. "It didn't matter. I'll just go back and change one later."
"How did you know I was in a bad mood?" Nikita looked at the man's handsome face with deep outline and asked.
Sheehan smiled with gentle eyes: "Of course I can see it. Niky, do you know that when you are in a bad mood, it will become terrible."
"Oh, yeah?" The girl raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Are you afraid of that?"
"I'm only afraid of one thing."
"What?"
The man squinted, with deep and affectionate eyes, and he looked at her intently. His voice was low, but every word was very clear into her ears: "I'm only afraid you won't like me anymore."
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