Chapter 97: Others Cultivate Immortals, I Raise Beasts (End)
He was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, and the fabric seemed to be faintly radiant when he looked closely, and his face should be very brilliant, but he didn't know why he couldn't tell it when he looked closely.
It's weird.
However, this dress is still too conspicuous in such a slightly chaotic realm, and it will inevitably attract the attention of people who are interested.
It's just that he followed him to the city gate, and as soon as he got out of the city, this person just disappeared, which was very strange, but seeing this person with such skills, some people's not very good thoughts stopped.
Throwing off the annoying little tail behind him, he came to a mountain hut in a few flashes.
This is a wooden exquisite small building, with three floors, here is very clean, elegant and chic, Wen Jing pinched the sugar gourd in his hand, pushed the door in.
All the way to the bedroom, on the bed made of warm jade bulging a small bag, the little girl's hand seemed to feel a little hot outside, the little head covered in the quilt, heard the movement is dissatisfied to raise her eyes to look at the place where the sound came out.
The little face, which was still a little immature, is now fully opened, becoming more beautiful and delicate, and the watery eyes are soft and obedient, almost melting people's hearts.
"The sugar gourd was bought, but I'm not angry, can it be done?" Wen Jing walked to the head of the bed in two or three steps, pinched the sugar gourd with a pleasant color, and coaxed the little girl with raised eyebrows.
The little girl gathered her clothes and got up, puffed out her cheeks and snatched the sugar gourd in Wen Jing's hand, put it in her mouth and took a bite, and said vaguely seriously, "No!" ”
The little girl was used to lawlessness, and it became more and more difficult to coax, Wen Jing thought so, but her eyes were full of smiles, and regardless of the little girl's dislike, she rubbed into bed, pushed the shoes on her feet to the side, and encircled the little girl in her arms.
The little girl kicked her legs, still holding a rock sugar gourd in her mouth, and the brocade of the ice silk slipped off, revealing a large sprint of her spreading down from her collarbone.
The little girl obviously saw it too, took the sugar gourd in her hand, took a bite on his neck, and spoke again vaguely, "Badass! Poultry |Beast! ”
Apparently he played a little too much yesterday and got angry.
Where did he raise a little girl, obviously he raised a little aunt and grandmother.
The little girl's bite was not painful or itchy, the eyes of a certain beast darkened again, and he leaned over with a smile and gently snuggled the little girl's neck, and when Chu Ci felt itchy and leaned back, he chased after her lips that still had a sweet and sour taste.
"Yes, fowl||The beast also wants to taste the sugar gourd that the porcelain treasure has in his heart......
The last tail note was engulfed between the lips of the two, and Chu Ci did not hold the rock sugar gourd, and suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, Wen Jing's hand went up, interlocking with Chu Ci's hand, and pressed the little girl who had not been up for a long time again.
Indeed, fowl||Beast.
Finally, looking at the bite marks and scratches on his arm that were made by Chu Ci, and then looking at the fact that he made him sleep in his arms like this, of course, he didn't forget to ask him for rock sugar gourds again.
The little girl was simply lawless.
'Wenjing Love Value +4, current 100, quest completed. ’
Wen Jing chuckled lightly, wrapped Chu Ci tightly, his golden-red eyes had already faded away from his previous misanthropic indifference, and he looked at the mountain scenery outside the window with a little softness.
In the past, I was disgusted with the world, and others were afraid of it, but I didn't expect that there would really be a person-
lest he be disturbed, lest he be at a loss, lest he be upset all his life, and lest he be displaced all his life.