Uncle Nine......

Ye Qinghuan glanced at the Nine Emperor Uncle coldly, pondered for a moment in his heart, and reluctantly called out: "Ninth Uncle." ”

Call it! And a lot of meat.

Thinking so, but after really calling out, Ye Qinghuan immediately turned her face away uncomfortably, pretending to be okay and looking at the carriage curtain, as if there was a beautiful flower case on it that attracted her attention.

This little awkward look, coupled with the little face that has gradually grown, Murong Jiu seems to have a cute style, and he can't help laughing happily: "Huanhuan is so cute!" ”

Lovely? The corners of Ye Qinghuan's eyes twitched slightly, she definitely couldn't match this word!

This Nine Emperor Uncle really wants his niece to go crazy, and he thinks it's cute when she kills someone or something?

Suddenly, Murong Jiu's expression sank slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes.

Such a cute little niece, he just got it back, and he didn't have time to spoil the sky, someone actually wanted to beat her up and decided her for life...... It's an unforgivable sin!

Murong Jiu snorted coldly, and his slender fingers lightly tapped his knee. No matter who this person is, he will pull it out and break it into pieces!

"I've already called, what's your answer?" Ye Qinghuan waited for a long time and didn't see Murong Jiu speak, so he turned his face unhappily and looked at Murong Jiu and glared.

Want to cheat? It depends on whether she agrees or not!

The coldness in Murong Jiu's eyes quickly faded, the corners of the evil charm's lips hooked slightly, and he said in a low tone: "He is not in the hands of this king." ”

What?

Ye Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, she finally compromised and listened to his words once, but in exchange for such an answer?

"And where is he?" Ye Qinghuan held back her depression and decided to break the casserole and ask for the end.

If Murong Jiu dared to trick her, she would definitely let him die a rhythmic death!

"The king doesn't know." Murong Jiu's face was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest trace of lying.

"Murong Jiu!" Yeqing stood up in a moment of joy, and her anger made her forget that she was in the carriage.

There was a 'bang', and the wall of the short carriage could not withstand her equally short height, and her head was slammed.

Ye Qinghuan hissed, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Nima, Nine Emperor Uncles, the two of us have grown up!

"Why is Huanhuan so reckless?" Murong Jiu saw Ye Qinghuan's eyes erupting with fire, but he bared his teeth because of the pain in his head, and he suddenly felt distressed.

He pulled Ye Qinghuan, stretched out his big palm and gently rubbed it on the small head melon seeds, and his tone was slightly soft: "Does it hurt?" ”

Ye Qinghuan was careless, and was pulled to sit on Murong Jiu's lap, she raised her head slightly, just seeing the distress and tenderness in Murong Jiu's eyes that she didn't have time to hide.

The heartstrings were suddenly plucked.

Murong Jiu was slightly stunned, and probably noticed that the posture of the two was not very polite, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his deep eyes.

"I'm also a person who has studied martial arts, what is this pain? Uncle Nine Emperor inevitably underestimated me too much! Ye Qinghuan was the first to come back to her senses, and immediately knocked out the big palm that Murong Jiu had placed on top of her head, and quickly returned to her original position and sat down.

Seeing Ye Qinghuan's cold face, Murong Jiu corrected quietly: "It's Uncle Nine." ”

"Think beautifully!" Ye Qinghuan turned his face faster than turning a book, and sneered: "You play Tai Chi with me, do you think I don't know?" If you don't tell the whereabouts of the owner of the first floor in the world, don't think I call you uncle! ”

Ye Qinghuan was obviously angry, but Murong Jiu looked at her pretending to be arrogant, but he only felt that she was extremely cute, and his smile couldn't help but enlarge little by little in his eyes.