Go to bed. "Rong Zixian is a perverted straight man, and he doesn't know what gentleness is.

Originally, I didn't want to let Wen Ling go.

Rong Zixian thought darkly in his heart, if Wen Ling was tired and couldn't get up in bed, wouldn't he go out to attract bees and butterflies again?

Even if he got Wen Ling's assurance, Rong Zixian was still not at ease.

To put it bluntly, he is used to doubting and does not easily trust anyone, even Wen Ling is no exception.

It's just that Wen Ling is here with him, and he has a little bit of a meaning that he can trust, but he believes completely, and he is afraid that it will not work for the time being, and it will take time to grind slowly.

Because I can't fully believe it, it is naturally impossible to believe that Wen Ling said that he would accompany him for the rest of his life, and that he would only be alone for the rest of his life.

Rong Zixian felt that since Wen Ling's words could not be believed, then he could only use his own methods to let Wen Ling belong to him in this life.

However, the little girl's struggling movements, as well as her mouth pursing and aggrieved, made the haze in Rong Zixian's heart fade a lot.

After his complexion eased a little, he directly carried Wen Ling to the bed, then held him in his arms, rubbed the back of Wen Ling's neck twice, and spoke in a dumb voice.

Originally, he wanted to ask for more, but at this time, he began to feel sorry for Wen Ling, who hadn't slept well all night.

He is already a demon infant cultivator, and he doesn't sleep for a few days and nights, and he doesn't have any.

But Wen Ling can't do it, it's still a little spicy chicken.

It seems that you have to change your physique, otherwise, you always feel that the things that make the moon shy will not be enough to enjoy.

"Hmm." Wen Ling originally thought that the benefactor was going to be beastly.

The result?

Just a simple quilt to sleep?

233 was also shocked: "Really don't you do something?" I've blocked you. ”

"Shall I dictate?" Wen Ling saw that this Xiaotong was still skinned, and couldn't help but tease.

233 was too frightened to speak.

The oral narration of this ginseng essence is too special to meow's magic, and it can't stand a task anyway.

Mainly, what kind of tiger and wolf words did Wen Ling say?

It didn't want to hear it, so it blocked it for the time being.

233 He didn't speak, and Wen Ling's ears were quiet.

Rong Zixian gently sniffed the breath on Wen Ling's body, and his face became not very good-looking.

It's just that Wen Ling has his back to him, and he can't see it.

But feeling the breath behind him slowly getting colder, he always felt that it was going to become a moving iceberg in the next second, Wen Ling subconsciously felt that it was not right, and said softly: "Cool." ”

With a slightly raised tail note, the meaning of coquettishness is too strong.

So much so that Rong Zixian was still thinking about whether to kill the so-called Senior Brother Jincheng, and at this moment, all his attention was shifted to the little girl.

Knowing the breath on his body, he smelled the spirit with ice, Rong Zixian slowed down his mood, and those frost and snow gradually dispersed.

It's just that Rong Zixian's body temperature was originally lower than that of a normal monk.

Rao is that he put away the cold air in his body, but in fact, his arms are not warm.

There was even a bit of biting cold.

But no matter whether the benefactor's arms are warm or cold, Wen Ling likes it.

even rubbed Rong Zixian's chin coquettishly.

At this time, Rongzi's eyes darkened again.

"Don't move, sleep." Rong Zixian rarely feels sorry for people, but Wen Ling always seems to want to do things.

Feeling the little girl, and not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional action, Rong Zixian gritted his teeth and spoke in a dumb voice, with a fierce tone.

When Wen Ling heard this, his tone was wrong, and he immediately behaved and did not move.

(End of chapter)