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Chapter 533 The young man eats in the morning, as gentle as porridge

Chapter 533 The young man eats in court, like porridge

Su Qi looked at the handsome young man in black clothes and ink robe in the bright light and shadow, and smiled on his delicate face and hugged him.

"Brother Yuli is also safe and happy." Su Qi nestled in Jun Yuli's arms, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Jun Yuli Jung's face slowly spread out and smiled, as if the iceberg melted snow blowing through the spring breeze.

Su Qi leaned his head behind Jun Yuli, "Brother Yuli, what food have you prepared for me?"

Jun Yuli brought the bowl of nine-color nine-scent glutinous rice porridge that had just been cooked and said, "This is nine-color nine-scent glutinous rice porridge."

Su Wei's apricot eyes were slightly bright, "So beautiful."

Nine colors are mixed together, but they are not mixed. They look like colorful clouds and light glows, as beautiful as a dream.

Su Qi smelled the fragrance of flowers on the colorful glutinous rice, and knew that this bowl of porridge might have consumed a lot of his thoughts from Brother Yuli. He felt warm in his heart and a brilliant smile appeared on his face: "Brother Yuli, I like this nine-color nine-scent glutinous rice porridge very much."

"I like you very much, too."

The girl's confession is frank and enthusiastic, but she also has the charmingness unique to this age.

She is like the scorching sun, bright and clear.

Jun Yuli's lips bent, because of her words, she couldn't stop being happy in her heart, "It's good if Ah-ho likes it."

Jun Yuli talked to Su Qi about the nine-color, nine-scent glutinous rice porridge, but his eyes always fell on Su Qi, which was even gentler than the warm and soft porridge.

While listening to Jun Yuli's story about the nine-colored and nine-scented glutinous rice porridge, Su Qi drank the porridge, and his almond eyes also turned into a crescent moon.

The boy who has always been cold as ice became gentle like porridge, and the girl who has always been as flamboyant as fire also restrained her sharp edge. Their gentleness is only for each other.

"Is it delicious?" Jun Yuli looked at Su Qi eating happily, and his voice also brought the boy's clear smile.

Su Qi nodded, "It's so delicious. Brother Yuli, I will drink the porridge you cook in the future."

Jun Yuli reached out and rubbed her head, and said warmly: "I'm fine."

Su Qi used a spoon to scoop a bite of porridge, reached to Jun Yuli's lips, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuli, open your mouth."

Jun Yuli opened his mouth as he said, it was strange that he ate this nine-color nine-scent glutinous rice porridge before he was eight years old, and he tasted it when he tried the taste of Ah Mo, but it was not as sweet, fragrant and soft as it was at this moment.

"Ah, it's very sweet." He smiled and said to her.

The porridge is sweeter, and the aphrodisi is sweeter.

Jun Yuli took out a flat purple nanmu wooden box from Qiankun bag. When the wooden box was opened, Su Qi was shining with the light glow inside.

Fortunately, Jun Yuli covered her eyes one step ahead and only let her see the things in the box through her fingers. Su Qi was not blinded.

Among the wooden box is a neatly stacked outer shirt. The thin shirt is as thin as a cicada's wing, with a stream of brilliance and a brilliant spiritual line on it, which looks very beautiful.

Su Qi could naturally see that this was a defensive spirit weapon.

Although she did not lack defensive spirit weapons and did not need defensive spirit weapons, Su Qi was still very happy when he saw this dress.

"Brother Yuli, did you weave this for me with butterfly silk?" Su Qi picked up the shirt as thin as a cicada wing and gently stroked the exquisite embroidery on it. The smile on the corner of her mouth could not be suppressed. She turned her head and looked at Jun Yuli, "Is this also your embroidered?"

Jun Yuli nodded.

He knew that Ah Yi had nothing, so if he wanted to give gifts and make her happy, the best thing was what he made himself. So since childhood, he had been giving every birthday gift he gave himself or did it himself.

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