The Lord subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but Hei Xinjiu firmly pressed down on Sheng Zun’s right hand with both hands.
Sheng Zun’s pupils contracted for a moment, and then his whole body relaxed. “You want to wipe my hands? I remember that during the banquet, you secretly touched my hand, and now you’re openly doing it?
“If you want to touch them, just say it. I’ll let you touch them. Why do you have to find such a clumsy excuse? “I didn’t even touch a drop of water on my hands.”
Hei Xinjiu:”...”
You’re so Shameless!
Who Wants to touch you? !
This guy was so angry that he would have let go of her hands if an ordinary girl was told to do so by Sheng Zun. However, Hei Xinjiu’s skin was unusually thick. She said with a smile,
“Sheng Zun, although your hand is not wet, it is still good to wipe it. It will taste good if you wipe it clean!”
