The kiss was gentle, like a newborn feather brushing across the face.

There was a little bit of wetness, with his breath, as if he was in a daze, moving from his cheeks to Ruoyu's red lips, but when he just rubbed the corners of his lips, he heard the sound of the door panel.

Jun Wuyao turned around and saw an unkempt Wang Niqian standing at the door.

Wang Niqian's eyes widened in surprise, her little hand holding her sleeve covered her mouth, and she was a little speechless at the gaze of Shangjun Wuyi.

Maybe it was disturbed, or maybe it was Jun Wuyi's nature, looking at Wang Niqian's gaze was very cold, and there was no tenderness when she kissed Ruoyu.

Jun Wuyao looked at Wang Niqian, and looked at her clothes to understand that her status in the gang should be slightly special, maybe she lived with Ruoyu.

Gradually, the look on his face eased, Jun Wuyi withdrew the hand that was disturbing Ruoyu and walked towards Wang Niqian.

Jun Wuyi just wanted to bypass Wang Niqian and go out, and for some reason, thinking that this girl was living with Ruoyu, she still wanted to make a good impression, and when she passed by Wang Niqian's side, she was afraid that the sword would scrape Wang Niqian, so she naturally reached out and held down the sword, so as to make the distance between the two sufficient.

But she never thought that Wang Niqian was nervous when she suddenly saw a stranger in the house, and she was even more nervous when she saw Jun Wuyao walking towards her.

Jun Wuyi's evil aura scared her.

At this very nervous moment, I saw Jun Wuyao's hand touch the sword......

"Ah, don't come, don't come!" After all, Wang Niqian, who was still a child, shouted loudly and jumped backwards to avoid Jun Wuyao.

Jun Wuyi didn't expect the little girl to be so loud all of a sudden, and when she was stunned, Ruoyu was woken up.

Wang Niqian's voice was too loud after all.

Ruoyu just opened her eyes and saw Jun Wuyao first, staring at that handsome face a little blankly.

Later, when I saw Wang Niqian, who looked panicked, and the knife pressed by his subordinates, the expectation that was still surging slightly in his eyes faded, and he was replaced by the indifference he had always faced Jun Wuyi.

Wang Niqian hurriedly ran to Ruoyu's side, grabbed Ruoyu's cuffs with her little hands, and read: "Sister, as soon as I enter the house, I will see it, and I will see ......."

Wang Niqian, who was originally sharp-toothed, said this, but she couldn't say it anymore, when she entered the door, she was actually not frightened by Jun Wuyao's appearance, but was shocked by the gentleness of the man, and her fingertips were all pampered.

In the end, I felt scared when I saw the sword, worried that I would spoil the good things of that beautiful man, and I would be hacked to death with a sword.

Ruoyu looked at Wang Niqian, who was speechless, and pulled her to the couch, and she got out of bed, took two steps forward and looked at the sword in Jun Wuyao's hand and said, "Lord Wang, I haven't seen you for many days, you don't even let go of a child, is this to kill people?" ”

Hearing this, Jun Wuyi felt that the tenderness in his heart dissipated, turning into a wisp of poisonous gas, attacking the bottom of his heart.

I just wanted to see her, I hadn't seen her for many days, and I didn't listen to her in the early morning for the sake of a momentary anger.

And now that she finally heard it, she thought that she wanted to kill people, and she panicked for a while, and she wanted to explain to the cold person in front of her.

But then this feeling sank to the bottom of my heart, and when I looked at Ruoyu again, I smiled lightly, took two steps forward casually, and said, "You think of this king like this?" ”

Ruoyu listened to Jun Wuyao's words, and there were ripples in her heart, but the ripples dissipated too quickly.

Facing Shangjun Wuyao's gaze, Ruoyu shook her head at him with her face up, and smiled faintly and beautifully.

Jun Wuyao's heart was overflowing with joy, but he heard Ruoyu's next sentence say: "I didn't think like this, but saw it like this." ”

The words were like a muffled stone hitting his chest, and there was some pain.