Chapter 942: The Little Princess in the Palm of Her Hand 9

Qinghui nodded slightly.

I really didn't expect it to be able to get out of this situation so quickly during the monsoon rain.

It's just because of Qinghui's words.

He clearly knew that as long as Qinghui was willing and willing to protect him, it was impossible for others to say anything to him beside her.

And his greedy uncle, perhaps, was happy to see it, and felt that he could trade him for what he wanted.

The corners of his lips were secretly hooked during the monsoon rain, and then he reached out, carefully raised his hand, surrounded Qinghui's waist, and slowly hugged it.

Qinghui lowered his eyes and let him hug his waist.

The wings behind him flapped, and the wings that looked thin and thin, but were quite advantageous, flew up with the two of them at once.

Go straight out through the window where Kiyoki came in.

It flew for the first time during the monsoon rains, and it was still at such a high position.

Subconsciously hugged Qinghui's waist.

He glanced down, then raised his eyes.

A pair of eyes fell on Qinghui's face.

Look at Qinghui's flawless face in his eyes again.

It's a face that is absolutely obsessive.

When the monsoon rains are very clear.

It's just that there is one thing he doesn't quite understand.

Obviously, Qinghui's face is already so beautiful and delicate that no one can compare, why can she still look at other people's faces.

For example, although his face is indeed delicate enough, it is indeed a little worse than Qinghui's face.

It's very noisy, I don't understand.

The cool breeze of the night blew on his face.

was originally disguised as a weak and sick little princess.

At the moment, he clearly felt that his throat was not very comfortable.

Then the crimson eyes glanced at it.

The next moment, he felt that he was being held tighter, and the wind did not blow directly on him anymore.

And Qinghui's speed is also a lot faster.

Went straight back to the place the wizard had arranged for her.

Gently land on the ground and put the person down.

Qinghui blinked his eyes, and when he turned his head sideways to look at Ji Yu, who had cleared his throat, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, "You're so weak." ”

Just blow a little wind, and it won't work.

Mingyue is now reduced to the point where she can't do it if she only blows a little wind, hahahaha, laugh at him!

Qinghui was proud in his heart.

She doesn't even need to beat this plane.

As long as you carry this person out to blow the wind twice, it is enough to make this person sick, and there is no sense of challenge at all.

Qinghui thought so in his heart.

But it was sideways and blocked the tuyere.

"Have you eaten?"

She then spoke.

The wind was blocked, and when it rained, he raised his eyes and glanced at the clear light in front of him, and his eyes drooped quietly, with a hint of a well-behaved smile, and at this time the little head also hung down, and shook his head slightly.

"Not yet."

He's used to it, because of his embarrassing position, and the king doesn't like it, so those guys are also deliberately making things difficult, if they say they won't deliver food, right? But it didn't fall behind.

It's just that he often doesn't deliver it on time, and he can't wait to bring his dinner to him as a supper.

Also, the food is often brought to him when it is cold.

made his already sick and weak body suffer a lot.

Qinghui frowned, slightly dissatisfied, and turned to go out.

When the monsoon rains paused.

Then he raised his eyes, a pair of black and white eyes, and looked at the place where Qinghui left.

The fingertips tightened involuntarily.