That's how you like this bed? ”

Mu Ruojin's voice was restrained and hoarse.

When the other party was a cub before, he couldn't control the liking in his heart, he just wanted to take the other party back, hold it in his arms, and then raise it well.

I haven't given birth to any subtle thoughts yet.

Until Qinghui transforms into a human form.

That's when things start to feel wrong.

And it's getting more and more wrong.

The little girl came over to rub and hug to keep warm, a small ball of softness.

It's no longer the plush dough it used to be.

An adult little girl is quite different from a giant panda cub who is soft and always touches porcelain when he walks.

This one is held in the arms and is easily impulsive.

And he doesn't seem to be so simple...... Like.

There are other emotions mixed in there.

Mu Ruo, who felt that he was a beast, endured it again and again, and then restrained himself and did not let himself stretch his claws directly towards this little girl.

He might have restrained himself a little, but he couldn't stand the little girl's constant burrowing under his claws.

It's like spreading himself out, stretching his soft little belly under his paws.

While gesturing to him with his eyes.

Come on, come and touch it, it's comfortable.

Mu Ruojin feels that now he can barely live because he has lived a long time, has strong self-control, and pretends to be a person, if you don't retract your soft little belly again.

He's really not a human being.

Not being human in every sense of the word.

But the little girl tilted her head and thought about it.

Qinghui said that Lord Lingjian was really thinking about it very seriously.

Love this bed?

It's not counting, she also rolled over the big bed in the guest room next to her.

It's also quite soft.

If the stove followed her to sleep there, she would have been able to accept it.

So definitely not liking this bed.

I should like the stove.

Qinghui nodded.

Open your mouth and come.

"Because I like you."

Loved the stove.

You are equal to the stove.

Well, I like you.

No problem!

Qinghui raised his small chin slightly, feeling that he had given a standard answer.

Mu Ruojin heard this sentence coldly.

The look in his eyes sank suddenly, and then he looked at Qinghui again, and licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

The voice was hoarse for a moment.

"What did you say?"

Qinghui moved closer again, his eyes narrowing.

"I said, I like you."

What's wrong with the back of your ear?

"Is it because you're old and your ears are bad?"

I thought I should care about the health of the stove.

So Qinghui blinked his eyes and couldn't help but ask him.

Mu Ruojin: ......

This question, which made people a little ridiculous, made Mu Ruojin come back to his senses all of a sudden.

In the next second, Mu Ruojin reached out and hugged Qinghui's waist and pressed Qinghui's small body into his arms.

Bow your head again.

"You say...... Like me? ”

Mu Ruojin's voice was vaguely suspicious.

But the bottom of the eyes is heavy, and those blue eyes are like the abyss in the blue sea, as if they are quite calm, but once they touch, they will drag you and pull you towards the abyss.

Qinghui was very familiar with this breath and leaned over.

Even when he leaned over like this, Qinghui's eyes lit up slightly, and he reached out to hook his neck.

Seeing that Qinghui not only did not refuse, but also took the initiative to reach out.

Mu Ruojin's expression was even more subtle.

The hand firmly controlled Qinghui's small body, as if he couldn't let go.