But Lord Lingjian, who insisted that he was right, was still dragged up.

Go find him clean clothes.

The difference between the two figures is too big.

Qinghui's clothes are definitely not good.

In the end, it took a long time to find a shirt with an old style.

He walked out of his room with his clothes in his hand.

The teenager was still sitting on the couch.

She kept the same posture as she did when she went looking for clothes.

The delicate face was a little lazy, and when he heard the movement, he looked over with dark and cold eyes.

The whole thing is like an uncle.

Look at his old god presence.

Qinghui remembered that he had been in this posture before, watching her charge in front.

Tsk, inexplicably.

Qinghui's hair was almost dry.

But because of the relationship just lying on the sofa, it looks a little wanton now.

A good little girl, she looks like a little madman.

Although her personality is similar.

I saw the little girl carrying her shirt and pants, and she came over.

The dissatisfaction with him is simply overflowing.

I almost covered his face with my clothes.

Watch him hold his clothes in his arms.

Qinghui yawned lazily again.

Walk back to the couch.

I'm going to get down.

It looked like I was finally relieved to complete the task.

The little girl can move quickly.

Lying down, he also reached out and pulled a pillow out from Chi Yan.

Pad under your chin.

Dead Fish Eyes continue to be in a daze.

The boy took his clothes and gave them a suspicious look.

The delicate eyebrows raised.

This time it didn't bother Qinghui to lie down.

I took my clothes and went to the guest room to change them.

About a few minutes later, Chi Yan came out.

Qinghui's attention was drawn a little past a little.

glanced at him.

After seeing that this person had changed his clothes, he tilted his head and admired the other party's pleasing face.

Then admiring and appreciating and appreciating began to empty again.

This shirt was a little fat for Chi Yan, and the hem of the shirt was loose and drooping.

Even if the button on the neckline is tied to the top, it is the Adam's apple that exposes the white neck and character.

Raising his hand to straighten the neckline, Chi Yan pulled up the sleeve plate a little bit.

It looks a little more decadent and attractive.

Then he walked over to the couch.

Seeing that Qinghui's eyes were empty.

Chi Yan narrowed his eyes.

Half-squat.

The action is pleasing to the eye.

The next moment.

He reached out and pinched Qinghui's face.

"Whose clothes are these?"

Qinghui, who was pinched in his little face, tilted his head and focused his gaze on his face.

Feel the hand that pinched the Spirit Sword.

Qinghui thought seriously about whether he wanted to do it or not.

In the end, I found out that even if he did it, he was still injured and had a fart fight.

So he looked away.

looked at his lazy eyes with a little disgust, and still didn't move.

It's going to be empty again.

Chi Yan's good-looking thin lips were lifted, and the hand pinching the little girl's face was slightly forced.

Pinch the dead fish eyes into a goldfish face.

Syllable.

The little girl raised her hand quickly.

Slap his hand off.

Delicate, troublesome, and like to find a sense of existence.

Your sword is too much.

Qinghui sat up with a pillow.

"It was originally for my dad, but it wasn't sent out, and it was pressed to the bottom of the box."

Lord Spirit Sword didn't bother to pay attention to you, but for the sake of you being sick and weak, he reluctantly answered your question.

"Didn't send it out?"

Chi Yan glanced down.

The clothes are new, the style is a little old, and it looks like it was from a few years ago.

I saw that the little girl raised her chin slightly when she said this.

The arrogant little appearance looks a little ruffian and cute.