The little girl had a little temper and was very childish.

Wen Jing sneered.

Kicked off the shoes he had put on at random, raised his hand to tuck his shirt, and lazily laid a nest on the bed full of little girl's breath, if there was any difference from before, it was probably missing the big tail that swept from time to time in the back.

His golden-red eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze moved with the little girl's movements.

Seeing that Chu Ci found a light blue shirt with a gesture, he blinked while carrying the dress, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he twisted his head and looked at it, and suddenly met Wen Jing's golden red eyes.

"What's wrong?" Wen Jing raised his eyebrows, and looked at the clothes in Chu Ci's hand with a slightly critical gaze, "If you don't like me, I'll take you to buy it again." ”

looks like an uncle, he has money.

But that's not the main problem.

Chu Ci touched his chin and called him softly, "You turn around." ”

Hearing this, Wenjing reacted, and raised his eyebrows dissatisfied, obviously he saw it last time, why can't he watch it this time.

Wen Jing thought about the last time, and his sword eyebrows were lightly raised, with a slight hint of evil, "Don't." ”

Bad apple.

The corners of Chu Ci's lips pursed slightly, and he walked quickly to the bed, staring at him with a pair of eyes, word by word, "Old, rogues, hooligans!" ”

Old rascal??

Wen Jing's eyes darkened, and he looked at the little girl in front of him who didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick and her teeth were blowing up her hair to provoke him.

It's the other way around.

Raise your hand and take the little girl's wrist into her arms, and then put her fingers on the little girl's soft little face, pinching and pulling.

"Shhh

But how can it be so simple, just halfway through the jump, Wen Jing, who is tall in his hand, grabbed the collar and dragged him back.

I'm tired of making noise, but this can be regarded as a stop.

The little girl lay on his chest softly, the clothes on her body were slightly messy by the fight just now, her little face looked white and delicate, and her big round eyes were covered with a faint mist, and she was turning, not knowing what she was paying attention to.

Looking at the innocent appearance of the little girl, Wen Jing subconsciously had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, the little girl picked up his clothes, and a pair of moist eyes looked at him so straight, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, bringing out the sweet and intoxicating dimples, "Wen Jingjing, I want to hold the plush dumplings, okay?" ”

It's just that he doesn't let go of his prototype.

“…… Not good. ”

The little girl blinked, her two white and tender little hands were folded, rubbing them slightly, and the flies rubbed their hands, "Okay." ”

got it, and stepped on the horse and coquettish.

In the end, the fluffy little red ball was held in the arms of the little girl, and with a sigh on her face, the little girl let him pinch and knead him.

It's like being eaten to death.

Wen Jing sighed and thought, and then his body was light again, Wen Jing didn't react to what was happening, the surroundings were dark all of a sudden, and he rolled twice, and then realized that it was covered by his own clothes Wen Jing's face was also dark.

The little girl has a pure face, but in fact she has a bad heart.

Wen Jing's small body pulled out of his clothes, his little head was exposed, and he lay on the bed and looked at the little girl who had already buttoned her coat and sighed.