As he said this, he pulled Chu Ci's hand up, and with a pair of golden-red eyes with a slight dark light, he took the little girl's hand and put it on his chest.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes, raised his hand and retracted his hand with a skillful gesture, "I'm only fifteen years old, so I'm not allowed to be a hooligan." ”

"Oh, then the gap between us is not big, it is only a thousand times worse, not a hooligan." Wen Jing thought about it, hooked his lips, and lowered his eyes to Chu Ci and said.

Shocked by his shamelessness, Chu Ci stared at his innocent and moist eyes, looked straight at him, and finally puffed out his cheeks, "Shameless." ”

Seriously condemned him with a bun face, how do you look like this...... I think it's so cute.

Wen Jing couldn't help but laugh, and lowered his forehead against Chu Ci's forehead.

As for the matter of whether to be faceless, they have already realized that their motives for this little girl are not pure, even a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl has already made up her mind to speak, is the matter of face important?

It doesn't seem to be very important.

"Well, I'm shameless."

He is really tall, the black hair behind him is scattered at will, swaying slightly behind him, wearing a white coat, casually worn on his body, with a bit of cold and noble, but because of the slightly raised corners of his lips, there is a slight hint of evil.

Just teasing the little girl in his arms.

Chu Ci pursed the corners of his lips, a light crossed his eyes, and kissed him on the face in this posture, seriously, "Then I can only go back." ”

'Wenjing Love +5, currently 66. ’

Wen Jing's body froze slightly, looking at the little girl with a serious face, and finally couldn't help laughing, and pressed Chu Ci into his arms.

"Then I'll allow you to rogue a few more times."

Wen Jing's voice was faint, and he smiled and looked at the little grinding spirit in his arms, how did he catch such a baby?

In the end, Wen Jing was supervised by Chu Ci to obediently digest the medicinal effect of the spirit exorcism grass, and the spiritual sense quickly recovered, and the two of them were ready to return to Ling Yizong.

It's just that before going back, the two had a slight disagreement about something.

Chu Ci was being held by Wen Jing at the moment, sitting on a huge stone, he was sitting in the corner with a bad heart, so that Chu Ci had to raise his hand to hug his neck, the little girl looked obedient and soft, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and she said to him with a serious face, "I want to hold Mao Tuanzi." ”

Smell: ......

"Nope."

The big living person is here, what kind of hairy balls are he holding?

"No, I want it." The little girl shook his neck slightly and bargained with him.

"It's all me anyway, which one are you hugging or not?" Wen Jing's hair at this moment has been tied up by a white jade crown, and only one or two strands of black hair have fallen disobediently from the side, compared with the previous evil spirit, it is even more of a little more free and easy feeling of fairy wind bones, his brows are slightly wrinkled, faintly with a little dissatisfaction.

"No, it's not comfortable to hold you." The little girl blinked her big eyes, pursed her lips, and looked at him with blank eyes, "Okay, hug, hug." ”

The most important thing is to carry a fire-colored hair ball out and bring back a big living person, which is really a little too conspicuous.

Chu Ci thought in his heart, and his face was even more innocent.

In the end, Wen Jing looked at Chu Ci's innocent big eyes and was defeated.