Then he raised his hand and tapped his shoulder with a small fist.
When Fu Su lowered his head and looked over in doubt, he saw Chu Ci's eyes blinking, the eyes were shining brightly, with sleepiness but piled up stars in them.
As if complimenting him.
Hit the road!
Knowing to eat, drink, play and fool around all day long, Fu Su chuckled and patted Chu Ci on the forehead, "Sleep."
Chu Ci nodded in agreement.
He didn't need him to put her on the bed, he just broke free, rolled around on the soft bed, and then raised his face from the soft quilt.
Only half of her round face was exposed, her big eyes were blinking, she looked cute and cute no matter how you looked at it.
'Fu Su's love value is +3, currently 55. '
But it's just a look.
Fu Su recovered from Chu Ci's little angel-like appearance.
He raised his hand and took off his coat.
It was full of traces of the little guy's revenge.
After eating the residual oil stains of pastries, after eating all kinds of rubbing on him.
Obviously bitter about the bitter medicine he gave her.
Looks like a little angel, but is actually a little bastard.
I can't say her kind, just like this, whoever it is, probably can't say anything serious.
It can only be silently acquiesced in my heart.
Who told her to trick this little guy unintentionally, let's make a lot of noise, anyway, she has been raised as a little ancestor for a long time.
But she still can't make her too proud, and when the chaos is turned upside down, no one can control her.
Throwing the coat aside casually, Fu Su raised his hand three or two times, and spread it flat on the bed. It was so small, but it took up half of the bed, and there was no little girl who wanted to give up the place for him at all. Hugged him with a quilt.
Just like making dumplings, it tightly wrapped Chu Ci into a ball.
When Chu Ci reacted, he had already rolled the carp ball in his arms, then turned off the light, lay on the bed outside, and patted Chu Ci's small body, "Don't make a fuss, go to sleep."
He patted on the quilt, and Chu Ci didn't feel it too clearly.
I don't know if it's because of this little girl's identity. At night, when the surroundings are dark, there is always a cold light in her eyes, like the light of the moon.
In fact, this is Chu Ci's body absorbing strength and stabilizing.
Chu Ci struggled unaccustomedly, her hair messed up, and her voice was dissatisfied, "Are you making dumplings?"
Is this comfortable to sleep in
Chu Ci moved, wanting to bite him.
Hearing this, Fu Su frowned frivolously, implying something, "Well, the skin is thin and the stuff is big."
Chu Ci paused for a moment.
Fu Su had already loosened Chu Ci's bedding a little, allowing Chu Ci to adjust to a comfortable posture.
He hugged Chu Ci and planned to rest.
Then the little girl in her arms mumbled, "You're still calling me fat."
Fu Su: "I haven't."
How dare you talk nonsense
Then a small hand poked out from under the quilt, touched Fu Su's waist along the way, found a better place to pinch, pinched it, and turned it around.
Fu Su: Hiss—
All right, just offend this little girl in one night.
Without saying anything more, Fu Su felt Chu Ci's pinch, then withdrew his hand, pressed Chu Ci into his arms, and replied in the same muffled voice, "Sleep."
The fish I want to raise want to turn the world upside down, what else can I do besides pampering it? Even if it hurts my head from being angry, shouldn't I still be pampered