The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss

    Luochen, who walked out of the cave, glanced at the people around him, looked up at the moon that was the same as before, and took a few seconds to withdraw his eyes.

    Seeing the figure walking away in front of her, she lowered her eyes and stepped to keep up.

    As soon as she took two steps, there was an earth-shattering sound of collapse behind her.

     All of them looked at each other in shock.

    "Why, why did it collapse?" Sanyuan swallowed his saliva while watching the hole he just came out of being buried.

    If you come out one minute late...

    What?

    The three yuan is full of question marks at the moment.

     Jiu Ci who was put on the plane suddenly remembered, turned to look at Luo Chen and shouted, "Xiao Chen."

    Some people are happy, and some people are not happy.

    Looking at the handsome face with a smile on the opposite side, how disgusted he looked, the depression in his eyes increased.

    Pinching the waist of the little girl who had just deliberately put it aside to be "cold", she took it into her arms and sat on her lap.

    Stroking her hair, her voice was low and confusing, "Sleep when you're sleepy."

    Wrapped around the little girl's waist with one hand, and gently patted her to sleep with the other hand, her patient and gentle appearance overflowed between her brows.

    She also raised her eyes lazily and gave Luochen a meaningful glance.

    Luochen sneered at the man opposite who deliberately coaxed the little girl to kiss him blatantly declared possessive.

    Dog man.

    Looking at the lights of thousands of houses below and the increasingly small hills, the eyes were as cold and dark as moonlight.

    The continent seems to have transformed into a brand new era, everything has changed in a long time, only him, as before.

    Luochen slowly lowered his slender eyelashes and looked down at his pale and slender hands, wondering what he was thinking.

    The helicopter shuttled in the dark night, and finally landed on the back mountain of the huge Ciyuan.

    Princess Yu Huaizhi hugged the sleeping little girl in her arms and walked towards Ciyuan.

    Luochen followed behind leisurely, suddenly stopped and looked back at the mountains hidden in the dark night.

    Uncle Zhang, who heard the voice and ran out, saw his young master come back with a wrapped man, and his brain was short-circuited for a moment.

    Quietly rubbed up and went inside to take a look, she was greatly relieved when she saw the familiar soft and waxy face, turned around and silently deleted the "notice" that was about to be sent by the editor in the mahjong group.

    Showing a kind smile, when she was about to close the door, she found that there was another person behind.

    A handsome man in a vintage robe and a jade crown, holding a very familiar stick in his hand, there seems to be a snake wrapped around the stick?

    The kind smile on Zhang Bo's face froze, and he looked up and down at the second-year cos young man, "This, this?"

    His young master has friends in this circle?

    Zhang Bo's jiojio shock jpg.

    Yu Huaizhi paused for a moment, looked back at Luochen, who was as cold as ice, and reluctantly said to Zhang Bo, "Stay first."

    Although he didn't want to stay, he was afraid that the little girl would wake up tomorrow and see no one to make trouble.

    Big Devil: trouble? who?

    I dropped the sentence in a cold tone and turned to the second floor, leaving Uncle Zhang at a loss.

    In the end, Uncle Zhang politely took Luochen to the guest room to rest, and when he went out to close the door, he glanced at Ah Xiao in his hand.

    I always feel like I've seen it somewhere.

    After Zhang Bo left, Luo Chen glanced at the modern room, then came to the balcony and looked at the night outside, his back was inexplicably lonely.

     "Brother, the outside has changed a lot. I don't know if the tree I like to climb is still there."

    Rhubarb, who woke up from his sleep, shook his head and made a childish voice.

    Luochen was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, like a sigh, "Yeah."

    Yu Huaizhi carried the soundly sleeping Jiu Ci into his room, put him on the soft bed, and gently took off his jacket with his hands and feet.

    I pulled the quilt and covered the person, then I calmed down and took a good look at her.

     Yu Huaizhi couldn't help but feel jealous when he thought of Luochen under the eaves. Even though he knew that the little girl didn't mean that to him, he was still jealous.

    Yes, he is jealous.

    He was jealous that Luo Chen knew the little girl's past and even accompanied her.

    But he can only be like a thief, he can only get a glimpse of it in a dream, or a bystander.

    The unease in my heart is growing.

    Yu Huaizhi suppressed the dark tide in his eyes, leaned over and took a bite of the little girl's soft and red lips, tasting it carefully.

    Holding Jiu Ci's face in one hand and supporting her beside her with the other, the pious and greedy kiss gradually deepened.

    The dazed eyes of Jiu Ci, who was short of breath, opened a slit, and the blurred vision saw Yu Huaizhi, and the tip of his nose was full of his breath.

    Softly hugged the big-tailed wolf, took the initiative to lean up, squinted and vaguely shouted, "Husband is not afraid, I will hug."

    Yu Huaizhi stared at the person under him like a wolf, lowered his head and leaned close to Jiuci's ear, suppressing the coaxing in a low-pitched voice.

    "Cibao, say you are mine."

    When he said that, the possessiveness and stubbornness in his eyes were jumping and churning.

    The little girl was unconsciously coquettish, Yu Huaizhi whispered again, "Who does Cibao belong to? Huh?"

    There were voices all around her ears, Jiuci's little eyebrows knitted into a ball, she shrank back into Yu Huaizhi's arms, she thought about it in a tangled voice, "My ."

    Yu Huaizhi's slightly drooping black eyelashes trembled, his eyes fell on the blushing little face, and he deliberately coaxed, "Whose is Yu Huaizhi?"

    "My." This time, the confused little soft bag spoke without hesitation, with a determined and domineering tone.

    The little eyebrows were pulled into a ball, and the eyes were closed and a bit serious.

    Yu Huaizhi laughed dumbly, leaned close to the soft and sweet little girl's ear and kissed her, her **** Adam's apple rolled up and down and trembled slightly, her elegant and magnetic voice came out leisurely.

    "Yes, I'm yours."

    "You can only have me."