Chapter 411

Why is his face so red?

I don't think you're sick, are you?

Thinking of this, iris reached out and touched Su Yao's forehead and his own. After confirming that he didn't have a fever, he felt a little relieved, but he was still worried. "Jersey, why is your face so red? Is there something wrong with you?"

Su Yao doesn't know what to say. This guy is quite straight in some aspects. He is obviously shy, but he thinks he is ill.

"Nothing. I just feel a little tired all of a sudden."

Su Yao stood up as he said it. As a result, his feet were numb because he had been squatting for too long. One of them didn't stand firm and fell into iris's arms.

The air froze in an instant.

When you come to ask the waiter who has no need, you can see this extremely ambiguous scene.

Su Yao leaned against iris's arms, looked up shyly at iris at a 45 degree angle, while iris lowered his head and looked at him affectionately, as if two people would kiss each other fiercely in the next second.

"Sorry to disturb you." The waiter quickly backed out and closed the door for them.

Su Yao and iris came to their senses.

Su Yao stood up straight. "My feet were numb just now. Thank you for catching me. Let's continue to eat, or the dishes will be really cold."

He pretended to sit down on the table and quickly picked up the bowl.

Iris opened the chair beside him and sat down. He picked up a new pair of chopsticks and put a chicken leg in Su Yao's bowl.

Su Yao looked at the chicken legs that suddenly appeared in the bowl, raised his head and looked at iris, "what are you doing?"

"You're too thin. Eat more."

Iris remembered that when he had just caught Su Yao's waist, he could feel his bones, so he kept putting vegetables in his bowl.

Su Yao looked at the dishes in the bowl, and was silent.

“…… Come on, don't pinch it. I can't finish it. You'd better eat it yourself. "

Iris did not speak, but looked at him without moving.

Su Yao tried to put a chopstick into his bowl, but iris did not move.

At this time, iris made a move. He bit Su Yao's chopsticks and ate the meat into his mouth.

Su Yao: Isn't iris trying to feed him? It's shameless.

"Iris, what are you doing?"

"Jersey, I want you to feed me." Iris said this with great shame.

Su Yao was silent You're not a three-year-old. You eat it yourself. "

"But I think what you feed me is more delicious." Iris blinked. "If you don't feed, I won't eat."

“……” This guy actually learned to be close to his feet. Is he itchy?

"Then don't eat it. Just starve to death." Su Yao said as he took a piece of meat and sent it to his mouth. When he realized what it was, he threw it out quickly.

Shit, iris, why did this guy order a deer whip? Is it kidney failure?

Su Yao looked at the dishes not far away. He found that besides the deer's whip, there were also other things to nourish the Yang. All of a sudden, he had no desire to eat.

And if he ate this meal, he would bleed to death.

Su Yao put down his chopsticks. "Iris, I'm full."