……

Su Luokui waited anxiously, drank the brown sugar water, and held the health pot for several minutes.

By the time she came back to her senses, the door had opened a small gap, and a tall, familiar abyss appeared in front of her.

"This time it's very well-behaved, and you know how to wait for me in bed. Well? The warrior sneered, even if he didn't have gold wire glasses, but he was so dignified and elegant with his slender and white hands to untie his tie, but he all revealed a little bit of lust.

What's more, he opened and closed his mouth and said meat words in an indifferent chuckle tone.

Su Luokui didn't have time to care about this, she got up and couldn't help asking, "Where's the little meat?!" ”

"I'm here, Aunt Aoi." A tender and soft voice sounded.

Only then did Su Luokui notice that a little fluffy guy poked out of the crack in the door.

Without the daytime "outing" dress, at this moment Xiao Rourou is wearing a yellow dress, and a big sunflower is printed on the belly of the skirt. The hair was untied and curled on his shoulders.

It's so soft and cute that I want people to hold it.

As soon as Su Luokui saw her, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You ......" Su Luokui stared at Xiao Rourou, unable to say a word, but still staring.

She wondered, why did she have pajamas? It's so late, and even the title has changed.

"What's wrong?" The warrior immediately blocked the girl's view, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was still a smile on his face, but he was already sitting on the bed and reaching into the bed.

Su Luokui didn't know anything, her eyes were on the battle owl, and she was a little cautious: "You, what did you do to her?" ”

She had to get out of bed and ask what kind of poison the little flesh had suffered, and now she was so well-behaved.

Maybe that set of clothes was changed because it was dirty, maybe there was some wound hidden under this seemingly cute and thin nightdress......

"What do you want me to do to her?" The war lord raised his eyebrows, a little helpless.

"I ......"

"Alright, that's it! It's already nine o'clock, and the little meat wants to sleep. Little Flesh leaned on the edge of the bed, then reached out and rubbed his eyelids.

The other small meat claw immediately grabbed the arm of the war owl.

This sudden move caused Su Luokui to immediately wrap the hand that the war owl had not had time to touch.

"What for!" Su Luokui frowned and glared at the little flesh.

Do you know how dangerous it is to run into this man!

Little meat, don't pretend. I know that you must have been taught a miserable lesson by this guy.

Afterwards, you have to pretend that you have nothing to do or even be close to her murderer!

The war lord couldn't help but look at Su Luokui more, and the smile on his lips became more and more intense.

However, Xiao Rourou has a look of "What are you doing", "You are sick, you stupid pig", "Little Meat is not a bird, you are a fool".

Stunned with a slight disdain.

However, in Su Luokui's eyes-

This is full of mechanical desire to survive, and the simple and round little eyes are full of big pitiful babas.

"Warrior, you are not disgusting! A little kid does this kind of thing! Su Luokui gritted her teeth and finally couldn't help but erupt.

"Little Meat, don't pretend. I know you're going to be being coerced into playing by this bastard, and you're going to be thrown out after tonight! Fuck, he's a pervert, Sven scum, a well-dressed beast! You don't need to act! ”

"What are you talking about?" The little meat narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cute face flashed speechless for a moment.

"Toritori is my uncle."