The smell of flowers is quite erosive.

If others smell it, they will feel very refreshed.

It is quite interesting during the resettlement (the joy of fishing and water).

Gui Yuxi's pupils suddenly shrank as she stared at the enchanting red flower.

She rushed forward with an arrow: "Who brought this flower?" ”

The old bustard only felt that her expression was awe-inspiring, and her legs were weak: "It was brought by that son, we think this flower is beautiful, fragrant, and hooked guests...... In short, it's ...... Just let that boy bring some with him every time he comes back. ”

Gui Yuxi has always been a hip-hop person.

It's rare to get this serious.

Seeing that Gui Yuxi's expression was serious, Jun Moyan also sensed that something was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Is there a problem with this flower?" ”

"Uncle." The little noodle melon is rarely serious, and the delicate little brows are tightly wrinkled together: "This flower is a big problem." ”

"Oh?" Jun Moyan asked in a low and deep voice, raising his sword eyebrows.

The aroma of cold wood on his body lingered around the small noodle melon.

The little noodle melon rubbed his nose.

"Uncle, you go and close the door and stand at the door." Gui Yuxi crossed his small waist and commanded Jun Moyan with ease.

If Jun Liangchen was here, he would definitely swallow a stone in surprise.

He had always thought that the world could summon and order the Nine Emperor Brothers.

Today's events will definitely surprise Jun Liangchen.

Jun Moyan only glanced at Gui Yuxi, did not show displeasure, and walked over delicately to close the door.

When I turned around, I found that Gui Yuxi was tiptoeing to close the window.

The little melon is short, and the windows in the room are designed to be relatively high, so it is more difficult for her to close them.

With a long leg, the steps under her feet turned into three steps and two steps and walked straight over, her slender arms were on her head, and her tall and long body was pressed behind Gui Yuxi.

At that moment, Gui Yuxi felt that his breathing was heavy.

I can't understand why as soon as her uncle gets close to her, she is nervous and feverish.

It's weird.

But it's good.

In this way, when the winter is particularly cold, you just need to be close to your uncle.

And you don't have to hold a heavy hand warmer.

She's so wise.

"Uncle, turn it off, you can get up." Gui Yuxi smiled, tilted her little head, her neck was a little sore, and she frowned.

Jun Moyan looked at the look of his eyes, put his palm on her neck, and gently kneaded it.

Skin-to-skin touch.

Jun Moyan was stunned for a moment.

The skin of the little melon is so slippery.

Shouldn't men's skin be rougher?

"Wow, it's so comfortable, Eun, ah, uncle, it's great, your skills are not too good." Gui Yuxi hadn't changed her voice yet, not as hoarse as a man, and the sound she hummed made Jun Moyan's muscles tense for a moment.

Jun Moyan's temples suddenly jumped a few times.

His mind couldn't help jumping to the messy books Jun Liangchen gave him.

Correct.

Xiao Mian Gourd's next words made Jun Moyan's strange things crack: "It's as good as the skill of the old uncle who massaged the blind man at the head of my master's village." ”

Hearing this, Jun Moyan's handsome face collapsed suddenly, and he let go of Gui Yuxi.

Gui Yuxi, who was enjoying it, looked over suspiciously: "Why didn't Uncle press it?" ”

Jun Moyan said arrogantly: "The hands are sore." ”

Gui Yuxi blinked his eyes, came to Jun Moyan, kneaded his little paws neatly on it a few times, and said......