Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

He spoke clearly and steadily, with a bit of coldness and danger in every meal, which seemed to be a joke, and it seemed that if Chu Ci just said a name, he would be able to slash that person with a thousand swords.

"No one is bullying me." Chu Ci was a little surprised how he asked, but he answered it ably.

Because there is no one around, Wen Jing has been asleep, so he did not stop Chu Ci from seeing Chu Ci's overlord behavior along the way in his eyes: No, no one who dares to bully you must be able to bully. Okay.

no one there……?

Wen Jing lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were difficult to discern. He raised his finger to the scar at the corner of Chu Ci's eye, rubbed it slightly, and then pressed it slightly maliciously.

Chu Ci himself hadn't noticed this small wound very much before, but when he pressed it like this, his small body suddenly shrank, he sighed softly, and wanted to jump out of Wen Jing's arms.

But there is no such simple thing, Wen Jing raised his hand to hold the little girl, and pressed it into his arms again, the little girl’s soft cheeks were buried in his chest, the familiar feeling and familiarity The entangling breath makes Wenjing feel very comfortable, even somewhat cozy.

"What are you doing?" The little girl was pressed into his arms, and a hint of white tea was heard in her ears. This was Chu Ci's impulse to push him out. Her voice was a little dull. On his chest, asked.

The little girl's soft breath fell on his chest, her fingertips were slightly cold, and his hot chest was slightly irritated.

Wen Jing squinted his eyes slightly and began to settle accounts after the fall. He has always been the best at this kind of thing.

"You didn't say it before, I am your beast?"

"You want to protect me, don't be afraid? You want to kiss and hug me? And, porcelain, what is a little rabbit?"

Chu Ci:...

Uncle, he heard everything.

"That's..." Chu Ci froze slightly, and his eyes were fixed, and he spoke righteously, lying on his chest. A pair of eyes did not forget to raise his eyes to meet his gazes, let him see the sincerity in his eyes. , "I think Tutu is so cute."

Knowing to deceive people with his innocent face.

The little girl's cheeks were squeezed a little bit, she lifted her head laboriously, looking at him with her big ‘sincere’ eyes.

Wen Jing snorted after hearing the words, raised his hand and squeezed her cheek, and said in a very soft voice, "Where is you cute."

Then he raised his hand to remove the sticky leaves between the little girl’s hair, raised his hand to wipe a handful of dust on the little girl’s face, and watched the little girl shrink back slightly uncomfortably, of course, in the end, he couldn’t get away from him. He came out of his arms, just so stuffy in his arms, and said, "Can you get your clothes on first?"

Wen Jing responded softly, holding Chu Ci with one hand, and pulling his clothes together with the other. Then he looked at the surrounding situation indifferently, frowning, "What are you doing here?"

Chu Ci remembered the pitiful grass he was still holding. He raised his hand and handed the grass that had become somewhat wilted because of Chu Ci's strength to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes to look at the small plant that was lifted by Chu Ci. He raised his brow slightly, and somehow raised his hand to touch the wilted leaf.