Chapter 1419 There Is Something on Your Mouth

After covering her with the thin blanket, he just stared at Wen Cheng's face quietly.

Even when she was asleep, Wen Cheng's brows were still furrowed.

Fu Ling looked at her with some heartache.

He reached out and wanted to smooth out the furrows between her brows for her.

But he was afraid that he would wake Wen Cheng up and break this rare peaceful time.

So, he didn't move after all.

Fu Ling sat there and just looked at Wen Cheng.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Cheng slowly opened her eyes, and Fu Ling looked away, pretending that he was asleep too, and quickly closed his eyes.

Wen Cheng opened her eyes and woke up, and saw a thin blanket covering her body.

She frowned and glanced at Fu Ling.

She lifted the thin blanket and threw it to Fu Ling.

Fu Ling pretended to be awakened by Wen Cheng, he opened his eyes, and looked at Wen Cheng in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Cheng ignored him, unbuckled her seat belt, and left the small private room.

After walking around, she saw that others were also resting, so she didn't disturb them.

She took some cakes and milk and returned to her seat.

Fu Ling looked at her and asked with a smile: "Are you hungry?"

Wen Cheng still ignored him, sat down, took a box of milk and opened it.

She drank two sips of milk and took a bite of bread.

Before she swallowed the bread, she suddenly heard Fu Ling shouting.

"Don't move... There's something on your mouth..."

Wen Cheng frowned and looked at Fu Ling in confusion.

Fu Ling stared at the white milk stains on her lips, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

He took a tissue and slowly approached Wen Cheng.

"I'll wipe it off for you..."

Wen Cheng didn't want to be so close to him, so she leaned back.

Fu Ling's breathing stagnated, and he looked at Wen Cheng with burning eyes.

At this moment, his breathing became a little heavy.

Wen Cheng retreated, and he came closer.

This time, he was much bolder than before.

The temptation of the lips made him unable to extricate himself, and he could hardly control his behavior.

He pursed his thin lips and raised his hand to pinch Wen Cheng's jaw.

Wen Cheng frowned and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to help you get rid of the dirt on your mouth, don't move..." Fu Ling replied seriously.

Wen Cheng faced his burning eyes, and her heartbeat unconsciously beat violently a few times.

She bit her lips and warned in a low voice: "You don't need to wipe it, let me go quickly..."

At this moment, Wen Cheng was almost trapped under Fu Ling's arms.

Fu Ling's fingers pinched her chin tightly, and she almost couldn't breathe.

The hot breath, circle by circle, slowly sprinkled on her face, and she didn't feel a little flustered.

This time, Fu Ling did not retreat at all.

He didn't wait for Wen Cheng to resist, and his thin lips came up and kissed Wen Cheng's lips very quickly.

Wen Cheng's eyes widened, looking at Fu Ling in disbelief.

Fu Ling pursed his lips and wiped off the milk stain on her lips.

After this lick, the soft touch made Fu Ling's eyes turn a little blood red.

He tried his best to restrain the restlessness that was about to rise in his body.

Then, he quickly left Wen Cheng.

He sat back in his seat.

He pressed his chest, his pounding heart, and smiled at Wen Cheng: "It's clean, you can continue to eat the cake."

Wen Cheng felt that her mind was blank.

She was stiff, staring at Fu Ling with wide eyes.

It took a long time for her to come back to her senses.

The next moment, her cheeks were red, and she raised her hand in great annoyance and slapped Fu Ling hard.