My Gentle Tyrant (21)

See the little emperor's action.

Fu Yue couldn't cry or laugh, and the corners of her lips twitched.

This kid ......

The little emperor looked at Fu Yue again, then at the small cake in his hand, and with some reluctance, he took a fork and handed it to Fu Yue.

"Forget it, I'll give you a piece."

The child's expression is very well-behaved and sensible, you must not drive me away.

Fu Yue stretched out his finger and poked the child's head, "You can eat it yourself, I'm not a child anymore and I still eat sweets......"

Fu Yueyue, who had just eaten dessert an hour ago, did not blush and her heart was not beating.

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"You sleep next door at night."

"No, I'm scared alone."

Fu Yue frowned: "Ji Rong, you are not really a child, what are you afraid of?" ”

The little emperor was right: "Why am I not really a child, I am so tall." ”

He stretched out his small hand and compared it to the position of Fu Yue's waist.

"Besides, this bed is so big, it's enough to sleep the two of us, and I'll take up a little space."

"It's not good~~"

Ji Rong, who has become smaller, knows very well how to use her appearance to be cute and coquettish.

He blinked his big black eyes, staring at Fu Yue brightly.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Forget it, let's sleep together. ”

Fu Yue never thought that this little kid would grow bigger in the middle of the night.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Fu Yue, who was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, was suddenly woken up by fright.

Her eyes widened in horror as she looked at the large one in front of her.

Lying next to her was a small and soft child.

Now, she was a tall, slender man, at least eighteen or five tall, and her delicate bed was a little smaller.

At this time, this person's beautiful peach blossom eyes were looking at her faintly.

Fu Yue was heartbroken: "...... How can you still transform?? ”

Ji Rong blinked: "What's wrong with you?" ”

As soon as he said that, he sensed that something was wrong.

He looked down at his slender hand.

A little surprise flashed in Ji Rong's eyes, of course, more surprise.

Is he back to normal?

Before he could be happy, Ji Rong was kicked out of bed by Fu Yue.

He fell to the ground, his eyes a little confused.

Peach blossom eyes widened slightly.

Fu Yue: "Hahahahahahahahaha ”

Ji Rong: "Qin Chu, what nerves do you have?" ”

Rare to be angry, he got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

Fu Yue pinched the quilt, "You can't sleep with me now, can you?" ”

Ji Rong stared at her expressionlessly.

"Why not."

He lay down on the bed, his limbs spread out in a large shape, and his eyes closed.

"I'm not going to leave tonight."

Fu Yue: "Do you still want to make a face?" ”

Ji Rong opened one eye: "Don't." ”

Fu Yue laughed angrily, as soon as she turned over and sat up, she was quickly dragged down by Ji Rong's eyes, then turned over and pressed up, reached out and hugged her tightly, and even put her legs on her.

In this posture, Fu Yue couldn't move.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Ji Rong closed his eyes: "Sleep, be good." ”

Fu Yue's forehead jumped: "How can I sleep like you?" ”

She was answered by the slight sound of the other party's breathing.

Maybe it's really that his brain has shrunk, Ji Rong doesn't look like a tyrant at all now, but like a naΓ―ve child.

Forget it, just sleep.

Fu Yue didn't bother to mess with him.

……

The next morning.

As soon as Fu Yue opened her eyes, she saw a depressed little one lying on her bedside.

"Ah, you're getting smaller again."