Si Yechen reached out and hugged Ye Miaomiao's slender waist and took her into his arms, Ye Miaomiao wanted to struggle hard, unwilling to be hugged by Si Yechen so intimately. But she thought that Si Yechen had injuries on his body, and if she used her strength, she would probably touch the injuries on Si Yechen's body, so she didn't move.

This demon, even if the wound is torn, will not let her go easily.

"Meow, do you feel a little bored in the villa and want to go out for a walk?"

"No, it's nice here, it's quiet, and there's a bottle with me."

Si Yechen stared at the oil bottle that was lying comfortably on Ye Miaomiao's bed with a murderous gaze, this bed had never even been on him like this, but it was occupied by the oil bottle!

The oil bottle with his eyes closed and recuperated, he felt an invisible murderous aura, and when he opened his eyes, he saw countless eye knives flying over the demon master. It looked at its master with innocent eyes, this master is having a convulsion, right? It really should change its owner, or the little girl is gentle and considerate, not only making it super delicious food every day, but also 360 degrees of all-round horse killing chicken!

"Meow, do you sleep with a drag bottle every day?"

Si Yechen's tone was full of sour vinegar, thinking of Ye Miaomiao, he slept together with the oil bottle every night, a little girl during the day, and a dog were inseparable, he felt that after the oil bottle became the demon cat, his biggest rival!

Ye Miaomiao shook her head: "No." ”

Si Yechen's heart immediately felt a little more comfortable, it's good if he didn't have it, he really shouldn't have brought the oil bottle over, he completely took away the little girl's attention and love, and now the little girl didn't even want to look at him.

"How could I hold the bottle, it's so big, like a hill, it's always been the bottle baby holding me to sleep. It's really warm and comfortable, warmer and softer than a quilt. ”

"Drag the oil bottle!"

Feeling the murderous aura emanating from the demon master, the oil bottle felt that it was dangerous here, rolled off the bed, hid on the other side of the bed, and lay on the ground, refusing to face the master's eye knife.

"Is there anything wrong with you? Demon, you're either abusing my demon cat or scaring the bottle, is it really good for you to be a big man? ”

Si Yechen was very depressed: "Meow, how can you let the oil bottle sleep with you?" ”

Ye Miaomiao looked at Si Yechen with innocent and innocent eyes: "Why can't it?" I used to sleep with the demon cat in my arms every day, and you didn't protest, but now you have a problem here? ”

She raised her cat's paw and pointed at Si Yechen's head, feeling that this demon really should find a world-class psychiatrist to treat it well.

"The demon cat is very small, and it is the size of an oil bottle."

"What's the problem?"

Si Yechen gritted his teeth, and wanted to say to this confused little wild cat that the oil bottle was male, and it was very fierce. A little girl, with such a big fierce dog, is inseparable during the day, and she still sleeps in the same bed at night, hugging each other, which really makes him crazy with jealousy.

He was worried, the oil bottle was more shrewd than a ghost and more cunning than a fox, would he really take away the little girl's love?

The most unacceptable thing for Si Yechen is that Ye Miaomiao would rather let a dog cover her with a quilt than let him lie next to her!

The best position, just like that, was taken away silently by the drag oil bottle!

"Meow, let the oil bottle be guarded outside your door at night in the future, and you will not be allowed to enter your room."

"You...... It's too much! ”

Ye Miaomiao kicked hard, stomped on Si Yechen's instep fiercely, pushed him away when he was in pain, and glared at Si Yechen.

"Meow, I'm here for your good."

"Should I thank you for your kindness? Devil, can I ask you for one thing? ”

"Meow, you say, don't tell me to ask for words, just say what you want."

Ye Miaomiao looked at Si Yechen lightly: "Lord Demon, I beg you not to be kind to me like this, and besides, you don't have to tell me what you want to do, this is your territory, the bottle is your pet, whatever I say and think is in vain, you can do whatever you like." ”

After saying this, she turned around and walked to the window, looking out through the window, there was no freedom here.

On the corner wall of the windowsill, there are few untraceable traces, which are left by the little Lori of Mo Piaopiao, simple lines, it is the picture of Mo Piaopiao with horns on his head and a tail behind him, tightly pressed on the bed!

What did Si Yechen do to Mo Piaopiao's real little Lori?

Ye Miaomiao stared at this trace, she had already seen these traces, but she had never erased them, because she felt the need to stay, and reminded her at any time not to be confused by Si Yechen's appearance. This time, she must not be soft-hearted again, and lose her heart to Demon Chen.

Here, it used to be a room where the ink was confined, and then the little Lori, I don't know where she was sent by Si Yechen to be imprisoned.

But it doesn't seem like this place will be wasted, and now she is confined here.

Ye Miaomiao stared at the picture left by Mo Piaopiao, sympathizing with the disease, she suddenly felt that she could understand Mo Piaopiao's mood. Why does that little Lori always refuse to talk to anyone, always silently in a corner that others can't see, drawing pictures that others can't understand.

She would erase these thoughts after she had finished drawing them, so as not to be discovered by others.

Mo Piaopiao is even more pitiful than her, she has no relatives and friends, so she can only passively let Si Yechen do whatever she wants to her. That little Lori seems to have both hatred and fear for Si Yechen, and some dependence, because except for Si Yechen, she no longer has the opportunity to get close to others.

Ye Miaomiao wanted to ask Si Yechen how Mo Piaopiao was now, but this sentence was like a fish in her throat, blocked in her throat and couldn't be said.

Si Yechen slowly walked behind Ye Miaomiao, he stretched out his hand and wanted to take her into his arms, but her body was so lonely and delicate in the light, as if it was far, far away from him.

"Meow, if you have anything unhappy, just say it and tell it?"

Ye Miaomiao stared out the window without speaking, how can she get out of here?

She was not afraid of that mysterious person, because she had a feeling that as long as she left Si Yechen's side, she would no longer be stared at by that mysterious person. The mysterious man just wants her to stay away from Si Yechen, only then can she be truly safe.

And the death of my mother......

Si Yechen stood behind Ye Miaomiao: "Meow, I will arrange everything, you don't have to worry about anything." Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, so let's take a good rest here during this time. ”

Ye Miaomiao suddenly turned around, reached out and hooked Si Yechen's neck, and her fiery lips pressed against his lips with a touch of coldness.