But just look at the expression on Xiaoyuan's face.
Well, milk is fierce.
"Get out." Seeing him not moving.
Chu Ci couldn't help but raised her hand and pushed him.
Using a little bit of strength, he pushed him back a step, held Chu Ci in a dumbfounded manner to stabilize his pace, lowered his head and kissed Chu Ci's forehead lightly, "Can you talk nicely?"
"Aren't I talking nicely?"
Chu Ci blinked her eyes and looked at him, "What else do you want me to say? Talk to you while turning my belly in the water?"
As soon as the little girl said this, the picture of her usually running into the pool to sleep came out.
The corners of Fu Su's lips lifted slightly, he pinched Chu Ci's small face, and laughed, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "Speak well if you care about me."
Then that handsome face approached again, coaxing in a low voice, "Cibao, good boy, tell me, I want to hear it."
"Really want to hear it?"
Chu Ci tilted her head and looked at him.
He responded in a low voice.
Then I saw the little girl bared her teeth.
A bad premonition popped up in Fu Su's heart.
Then he felt a sharp bite on his chin.
It still hurts to bite.
The little girl's voice came to mind immediately, "I think you just want to take advantage of me when I get sick again, so I won't fall for your tricks, get out of here!"
Tsk.
so fierce
Fu Su raised his eyebrows, and obediently stood up following Chu Ci's words, stepped out of the pool, and watched Chu Ci's fish tail slowly transform into human legs.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, he hugged Chu Ci before Chu Ci could react.
The coat was on the little girl.
Without a pond, where are you going to be king
The corners of Fu Su's lips curved slightly and he gave a low laugh.
She didn't forget to take the drenched little pillow, and carried Chu Ci into the house.
Then close the door and lock it.
Hearing that voice, Chu Ci stared and complained, "Bastard!"
"En." Fu Su nodded lightly, put Chu Ci on the bed, and then began to undress his half-wet clothes.
The healthy and firm skin was exposed, he took off his clothes indifferently, put on a random dress, and walked towards the bed.
Pressing down on the little girl who was standing up, he tore off the coat he had put on the little girl to resist, and threw it into a piece.
He lowered his head and kissed Chu Ci's little cheek twice.
It was Chu Ci who was holding the restless Chu Ci and turned over.
The ghost knows that every time after falling asleep, the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms disappears, and how much psychological shadow he has when he is awakened.
It's going to be a nightmare, okay
Thinking of this, Fu Su hugged Chu Ci even tighter, "Cibao, you are responsible."
Chu Ci's bouncing movements paused, and there was some doubt in her voice, "Responsible? What are you responsible for?"
"You're gone, I'm having a nightmare." The man's short black hair was slightly disheveled, hanging down so softly, it seemed that it was still stained with the morning mist, and it was slightly damp. Looking at her like this, there was emotion in his eyes. How pathetic.
"Are you still afraid of having nightmares?"
Chu Ci tilted her head, grabbed the clothes in front of him, her pink and tender face was pillowed on his arm, probably feeling a little uncomfortable, she moved, and finally got into his chest to lay the pillow, lifted squint at him.
The standard one is the kind where I lose my temper and feel uncomfortable, and I still want to hold my temper with you in your arms.