Chapter 59 60: Don't make trouble, Xiao Chen's beauty

At this moment, a speeding car suddenly appeared on the road.

Ye Nan held the steering wheel and made an emergency turn.

Luoxun, who was about to fall in the opposite direction of Xiao Chen in the car, instantly changed his posture.

Heavy on the legs.

It was the little furry head that fell.

Xiao Chen quickly stretched out his hand to support a little girl's little head.

The fluffy softness of his palm made him inexplicably stunned.

Is this hair nourished with milk?

The hair is really good.

The heartbeat was already arrogant.

Ye Nan looked in the rearview mirror, and his eyes were about to pop out.

The whole person shook, and he was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body.

Followed by.

The baffle immediately rises, blocking.

He was afraid that he would accidentally see something that he shouldn't see, so he directly used the accelerator as a brake.

Silent recitation in my heart: Safety first!

Xiao Chen stretched out his knobby hand.

Gently poked the soft jade cheeks of the Q bomb.

It's ......!

I want to retreat, but I can't.

The color of the eyes is as deep as deep.

The person in the dream seems to feel that something is touching his face.

The little head struggled and muttered, "Good ~ don't make ...... trouble"

The voice.

Like a docile little milk cat.

Small paws scratch the heart and lungs.

provoked Xiao Chen to stiffen.

Looking at that head melon, I almost couldn't hold back.

Inadvertently.

I didn't pay attention to the force in my hand, and pinched the side of the little girl's face.

Luoxun Xiaoyue frowned slightly, and turned her side face in one direction.

Xiao Chen's eyes were scarlet.

!

Breathing is stagnant.

The Adam's apple rolled silently.

There has never been anything like this.

It made him upset and wanted to swallow ......!

Minutes and seconds passed.

He clenched his fists, and the back of his hand was bruised.

It's like restraining something.

He forgot how long it took him to calm down.

It's been a long, long time anyway.

Maybe I didn't sleep all night last night, and then I unconsciously let go of my clenched palm and fell asleep.

Until the person in his arms, he struggled slightly.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes sharply.

At some point, the little girl's slender arms were already wrapped around his waist.

However, something was wrong.

The little girl shuddered.

Cold sweat continued to break out from his forehead, soaking through his clothes.

The hairy head kept shaking.

Lip color is pale.

Like, haunted by nightmares.

Xiao Chen's cold eyes, which were originally holding ice thorns, gradually eased down.

The look softened.

One hand stroked the top of the little girl's hair.

A hand patted her on the back.

It seemed to soothe her uneasy mood in her dreams.

No one thought that Xiao Chen's expression at the moment was so spoiled and spoiled.

It's the kind of pity that holds people in the palm of your hand.

The kind of softness that has never appeared on Xiao Chen's face.

A kiss like a wing, without warning, fell between the strands of hair that fell between the ears of Luoxun.

Xiao Chen couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Just like that, let the little girl wrinkle his shirt.

Luoxun woke up again, it was in a strange room.

The head is dizzy, and the heart still can't stop throbbing.

'Click', the shadowy figure walked out of the bathroom.

The man, dressed in a black bathrobe, appeared in her sight.

The black bathrobe, lined with the delicate neck, is clear and clear.

Short brown hair, casually scattered around the ears.

Dripping with water, along the lines.

Didn't enter.

With a deadly allure.

Straight to the heart.

It makes people want to indulge ~ obsessed every minute.

I'm afraid he was a demon in his last life!

It's still the kind that becomes ~ fine.

Xiao Chen's beauty is cold but soft.

Lonely, cold and arrogant, perverse and crazy, but also flattering.

The cold is bitter.

But it is close to a fairy like a demon.

Rao is a person who is pure and pure, and when he sees such a picture, he can't control his heartbeat.

I can't help but want to tease.

Thinking so, she did.

In his voice, there was an irresistible hoarseness, "Little Third Uncle, has anyone ever said that you are particularly beautiful~"

It's not a good thing for a man to be praised for his beauty.