The little fairy of the paranoid CEO

Chapter 45, little ancestor.

Yan Lushang came back to his senses and retracted his claws in horror that almost smashed the hero's dog's head. Although the blow just now was indeed very satisfying...

"This... I didn't think so. It's definitely your face that deserves a slap. You can see my hand being pulled away involuntarily."

Yan Lushang squinted his clear eyes, secretly rubbed the paws he had just committed, and hid them behind his back. His soft and soft little breasts sounded a little trembling.

"Baby……"

Jiang Yechuan's voice was hoarse, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he looked a bit like a stern head teacher, with an air of calmness and authority.

Yan Lushang lowered his little head, like a child who had done something wrong, picking at his fingers, but he was a little unrepentant and whispered at the man.

"Who told you to be so bad? You, you deserve to be beaten!"

"Don't be cruel to me, otherwise, otherwise... I'll cry for you!!!"

Yan Lushang interpreted it perfectly, using the most cowardly attitude and saying the toughest words.

After saying that, tears began to well up in his eyes again, and his thin lips turned white from being bitten, as if Jiang Yechuan would cry to him if he dared to be cruel. His little face was wilted, which made people look pitiful. .

A little purring sound has come out of the little mouth.

The words that Jiang Yechuan was about to blurt out suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Fuck, I have raised a fucking ancestor. I can't touch it, let alone say it. It's like a fragile crystal doll. It's like a fragile crystal doll. It's afraid of falling when you hold it in your hand, and it's afraid of melting when you hold it in your mouth.

In short, the girl's squeamishness was caused by him.

"From now on, I'll call you a coward, or a crybaby. It suits you very well, baby."

Jiang Yechuan tapped the bridge of the girl's delicate nose with his finger. The little one looked so polite, timid and crying.

Yan Lushang shook his head, "No, it's too unpleasant. It's not domineering at all."

"Okay, my tigress."

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From the original whine, it turned into howling, with the rhythm of a flood coming, and it couldn't be stopped.

Yan Lushang fell down on the big bed and kicked his legs up straight, like a small top.

Rolling on the bed, making the sheets wrinkled, Yan Lushang almost knocked the man off the bed.

Enogawa: "..." "Baby, you are my fucking little ancestor, stop crying."

Jiang Yechuan thought for a moment and felt a little headache.

"You said dirty words to me, you don't love me anymore, ugh..."

Jiang Yechuan: "..."

Damn it, he couldn't refute these crooked truths.

Jiang Yechuan looked aggrieved, "Baby, you are the one who wants to comfort me, why are you still crying..."

"Do you still love me?"

Yan Lushang sidestepped the topic and answered incorrectly.

Jiang Yechuan paused for a moment before answering, "...love."

"You are so perfunctory and look like a scumbag."

Enogawa:……

Unable to guess what the girl was thinking, Jiang Yechuan stuck his feet on Yan Lushang who was rolling around on the bed to prevent her from accidentally falling off the bed.

But the method is simple and crude, and very straight.

"What are you doing? Don't kick my waist."

There was a heavy pig leg on Yan Lushang's waist. It was so heavy that it almost made her breathless.

The key is that she is still sticking her butt out. The picture is so beautiful that she blushes with embarrassment.

"Baby, stop rolling around, it almost rolled out of my heart."

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