Chapter 952: The Little Princess in the Palm of Her Hand 19
The little princess dragged the corner of the black elf's clothes, raised her head, smiled like a flower, and was well-behaved and cute.
It's really pleasing to watch.
Oh, anyway, no matter how you look at it, it's more pleasing than Mingyue's old health cadre's face before.
Qinghui thought to himself, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek.
The person who was pinched by Leng Buding's cheeks was slightly stunned, looking at Qinghui like this.
Qinghui bent the corners of his lips, "Okay." ”
The sound is a little playful.
Ji Yushi paused, let Qinghui pinch his face twice, and then led him out.
But he didn't mention the things he had just said.
Ji Yushi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask, just held Qinghui's hand.
Qinghui doesn't have so many miscellaneous ideas.
Although he had always called him a weak chicken and a half-crippled sword, he really waited for him to become this kind of little girl.
Qinghui didn't have the heart to clean him up.
Qianca: It's that Lord Lingjian has opened his mind, and he plans to pet him.
Qinghui frowned and looked dazed: Of course I spoil my person, when will I not spoil him!
It's quite straightforward, and I can't see the attitude I had when I scolded people for being crippled and weak chickens before.
Light coffee: ...... Okay, just be happy.
As for how to spoil ......
Qinghui's mind began to think about what those witches of the country liked.
Light Coffee: ??? Woe to the country's enchantress?
I didn't think about it for a long time, and finally pursed the corners of my lips, or led the person to hang around in the garden, and then yawned sleepily, and went back to eat and take a nap.
Monsoon Yu, who has never understood what Qinghui thinks, is still a stranger to Qinghui, so naturally he won't say anything.
So when Qinghui hugged him and lay back on the bed, and found a comfortable position to start taking a nap.
During the monsoon rains, there was a deep dazedness.
What about the country that said yes?
If you say yes, if you look at the king, it doesn't please your eyes?
What's going on?
Why did you come back to sleep so suddenly?
With this kind of thinking, he lay in Qinghui's arms during the monsoon rain, smelled the cold fragrance on Qinghui's body, and finally pursed the corners of his lips and looked at Qinghui's sleeping face.
As if he was infected, he didn't resist his sleepiness, and fell asleep groggily with his eyes closed.
These days are probably the most comfortable days for him to sleep, and he doesn't need to worry about whether someone will harm him or whether anyone will find out his gender.
It's just that what if this dark elf knows that he is not a girl?
Will you be kicked out?
Ji Yushi couldn't help but think in his heart, but his body was not the slightest nervous.
There's even a little bit of anticipation.
That is the most secret and hidden expectation in my heart.
I look forward to Qinghui being able to discover his secrets, and to be able to do the same to the real himself.
But in this way, isn't it some, too greedy?
This is not a good sign, only a few days after meeting Qinghui, he has not achieved his goal, he has already fallen into it, and he has begun to be greedy......
Monsoon Rain, who fell asleep, thought one last thing before going to sleep.
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By the time I woke up during the monsoon rains, the scorching sun outside had already subsided a lot.
The sunlight is now peaceful and warm, with a familiar cold scent on the tip of the nose.
Jin Jiyu raised his eyes and looked at Qinghui's still sleeping side face, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.
With his own secret expectation, he approached Qinghui and sniffed lightly on Qinghui's body.