Taking a deep breath, Ye Qinghuan showed a smirk, she reached out and patted Murong Jiu's face: "Do, do your spring and autumn dreams!" ”

And she cried!

Don't even think about it!

"Well, it's a dream." Murong Jiu grabbed her little hand like a jade and rubbed it warmly on her face: "I dream every night, I dream that Huanhuan is under me......"

"Stop!" Shameless to die, isn't it okay for her to surrender?

Looking at Ye Qinghuan's red face, Murong Jiu couldn't help but kiss her palm and laughed: "Okay, don't make Huanhuan happy." ”

After that, he turned over and got off Ye Qinghuan's body, and naturally hugged the petite person into his arms, and the two were close to each other and lay on the bed.

"Not going back tonight?" Murong Jiu smelled the quiet fragrance of the little girl's hair, and his heart was satisfied, but he was a little stunned.

After tonight, he and the little girl will be separated for at least two months.

Ye Qinghuan pretended to bite her lip and think for a while, pursed her lips and chuckled: "It's okay not to go back, but ...... Su Yan's kid was afraid that he would have to stay outside all night. ”

Su Yan's sense of existence is almost none, if it weren't for the fact that she would cast a glance or two on Su Yan from time to time, I'm afraid even she would forget the existence of this child.

And sometimes, the kid is so silent that it's painful.

Ye Qinghuan didn't want to touch it, what secrets were hidden in Su Yan's beautiful eyes, she had a hunch that it wasn't what she wanted to know.

Therefore, this is also very good, at least she can become Su Yan's spiritual pillar, so that this child will not have no direction in life at all.

"The kid?" Murong Jiu looked sideways, his gaze fell lightly on the small head, and he seemed to smile rather than smile and hook his lips: "Huanhuan speaks, but he is often a little old-fashioned." ”

She herself is not a child, the same age as Su Yan.

"Yes, I'm not old and old, otherwise how could I like Uncle Nine?" Ye Qinghuan blinked, her hand unconsciously and Murong Jiu's slender fingers on her shoulder, ten fingers clasped.

Murong Jiu watched the green white jade fingers intertwined with his fingers, his heartstrings moved slightly, and a few bright streamers flashed in his eyes.

"Huanhuan, have you never felt that I am old in your heart?" Murong Jiu sighed in satisfaction, the little girl didn't know how good it felt to have her...... He even wanted to kidnap her like this, no one knew them, and they stayed with each other until they were old.

Even if Dongchu and Xiliang fight, and the corpses are everywhere, what does it matter to them?

"I don't think so." Ye Qinghuan's little face rubbed against the soft clothes, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Uncle Nine is in his prime!" ”

Men are forty years old, such as her father, Emperor Fu Yunhua...... I don't know how many girls have straight eyes when they see her father, not to mention that Murong Jiu is only in his twenties and less than thirty?

"That's good." Murong Jiu's tone returned to his previous lazy and evil charm, lazily hugged Ye Qinghuan, and said softly: "Sleep, Uncle Nine sleeps with Huanhuan in his arms, and he will have to hurry early tomorrow morning." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qinghuan actually didn't feel sleepy at all, she was thinking about what Murong Jiu had just said, saying what she said about her old Qiu Hengqiu.

When can she ask him without any scruples: Uncle Jiu, if I am not Ye Qinghuan, I am just a lonely soul from another world who occupies Ye Qinghuan's body, will you still treat me like this?

At least for now, she couldn't ask.

After a long while, Murong Jiu sighed lightly, raised her chin, and met her crystal eyes: "Little girl can't sleep?" ”