章節 121: Chapter 121 Silly Look, That's a Compressed Facial Mask

Twenty minutes later.

"Yingying, are you ready yet?"

The response was Han Yingying's dream talk, "Han Yingying is the best."

Shen Mosheng laughed, "Yeah, Han Yingying is the best."

"Crawfish are so delicious."

"I'll buy some for you."

"I want ice cream."

"I'll get it for you."

"Eat pudding."

"I'll buy it."

"Eat Shen Mosheng." After speaking, Han Yingying smacked her lips.

Shen Mosheng's footsteps paused briefly, then he curved his lips into a smile, "Shen Mosheng will be your meal."

"Shen Mosheng doesn't taste good."

Shen Mosheng felt a bit troubled, "What should we do then?"

No one replied.

Only then did Shen Mosheng belatedly realize that Han Yingying had fallen asleep a while ago, and all that talk was just her dreaming, as a flush of red swept over his ears.

Not wanting to wake Han Yingying, he didn't take a car, and carried Han Yingying all the way home.