112 Thou little creature is not afraid of life
The most touching thing is that the man's warm smile is as warm as spring.
When people look at it, they can't help but immerse themselves in the man's shallow and gentle eyes, and they can't extricate themselves.
The heart was throbbing, and the ingots didn't have to think about anything else, as if they had been hooked away, they took up their short legs and walked towards the man in front of him who was as warm as a fairy step by step.
When Yuan Bao came back to her senses, she had already come to the man.
Looking at this man from a distance just now, Yuan Bao only felt that the man in front of him, dressed in white and snow, seemed to be an immortal descending to earth.
Now, getting close to this man, Yuan Bao knows what a son is like jade, which is unparalleled in the world.
The man just sat there quietly, and the thin and quiet temperament on his body was even more comfortable.
There is also a faint mint aroma emanating from the man's body, which can't smell too good.
Ingot has always liked the smell of mint and only feels fresh.
Therefore, smelling the faint and good-smelling mint fragrance on the man's body, he couldn't help but subconsciously sniff hard.
But I don't know how cute and funny my current little appearance is on a man.
Looking at the little fox who came to him and kept sniffing the breath on his body, that little appearance, like a little dog, provoked Yuan Mu to endure the laughter.
"Hehe, you little guy, why are you so cute?"
Yuan Mu opened his mouth, smiled in a low voice, and finally couldn't help it, and reached out to hug the little fox who came to him into his arms.
I only felt that the little fox in my arms, with a light weight, less than three or four catties, was hugged as if there was nothing.
And this little fox, with fluffy and snow-white soft hair, feels like holding a ball of cotton, which is inexhaustibly comfortable.
Feeling this, Yuan Mu sighed in his heart.
In particular, looking at the little fox in his arms, with his snow-white and soft hair, he couldn't help but reach out and stroke it gently.
I just feel that the hair under the palm of my hand is like fine silk, so smooth and shiny, that people can't put it down.
Compared with the admiration of the face and gently following the hair for himself, Yuanbao is just quietly nesting in the man's arms at the moment, enjoying the service of a beautiful man.
Although ingots are often held in Mo Junyi's arms, it's just that this man's arms are different from Mo Junyi's arms.
The man's embrace, compared with Mo Junyi, is slightly thin, and the breath on his body is completely different from Mo Junyi's.
Mo Junyi's embrace is spacious, sturdy, and elastic, and the faint and good-smelling ambergris gives people a very reassuring feeling.
It seems that as long as he is there, even if the sky falls, he will hold up a piece of the sky for her.
And this man's embrace, as if he gave people the same feeling, tranquil, elegant, gentle and pleasant.
In particular, the faint mint fragrance on the man's body makes people feel like they are in it, as if they are on the grass in spring, comfortable and comfortable.
In particular, the man's movements for her hair, so gentle, as if the spring breeze blowing, made her a little drowsy.
So, in the man's arms, the ingots first adjusted a comfortable posture, and at the end, they didn't forget to snore.
Looking at the little fox nested in his arms, swimming beautifully, and snoring comfortably, Yuan Mujun's face was stunned at first, and he immediately endured it.
"You little guy, you're not afraid of life!"