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

    As she was about to take a second bite, she slammed into a pair of ancient pond-like eyes. Even with the lens blocking her, she could see the strong emotion in his eyes.

    Yu Huaizhi, who tried his best to ignore the small soft bag in his arms, stopped his hand quickly tapping the keyboard after being kissed on his collarbone.

    He lowered his head and stared directly at the chaotic little girl.

    The thin, cool and red lips raised slightly, and the voice line of the Adam’s apple rolled down and laughed softly, "I know you have coveted my body for a long time."

    "But Cibao, how can you be so open and light on me?"

    The deep and hoarse voice surrounds her ears, which is **** and sultry.

     Jiu Ci blinked and looked up at the man's wicked smile, her brows and eyes were smiling, and the smaller Manzhu Shahua at the corner of her eyes seemed to become more bright and bright.

     Jiu Ci lowered her head slightly guilty, thinking that she disturbed the other party's work, and sincerely apologized, "I won't disturb you, I'll be good."

    Yu Huaizhi casually glanced at the unfinished information on the table, lowered his eyes and looked at the obedient little girl in his arms.

    He put his arms around the waist of the person in his arms, lowered his head slightly, and his voice was lazy and casual, "Cibao just took me lightly, what do you say?"

    It was closeness, she just wanted to kiss him to speed up the dissipation of the black qi.

    "But you kissed me." Yu Huaizhi frowned slightly at the corner of Yu Huaizhi's mouth, and whispered softly as if he was aggrieved.

    The long eyelashes hanging down behind the gold-rimmed lenses covered the smile in her eyes.

     Jiu Ci wanted to refute, but seeing Yu Huaizhi's loss and grievance, he didn't know how to explain it.

    "Then, come back in person?" Jiu Ci thought for a while and suggested.

    As he spoke, he pulled down the neckline of his kawaii pajamas slightly, revealing his fair and small clavicle.

    Yu Huaizhi's smiling eyes, who casually teased the little girl, fell on the white face.

     The dark pupils shrank.

    The little girl's collarbone is just like hers, white and small, so people can't help but want to leave traces on it.

    The Adam's apple rolled up and down, the palm covering the slender waist rubbed lightly inadvertently, opened his lips and smiled evilly, "Okay."

    The Adam's apple rolled, and the red lips fell on the fair skin to form a strong contrast.

    The thin lips moved slightly.

    When her thin lips covered her collarbone, Jiu Ci trembled subconsciously, and she could clearly feel the breath spraying on her neck.

     Eyelashes trembling, bright and clear eyes flashing blankly.

    As soon as she touched the delicate skin of the little girl, Yu Huaizhi used her strong willpower to raise her head.

     Jiu Ci stared blankly at Yu Huaizhi's moist, red lips, and then her dark eyes.

    He tilted his head in confusion, how strange it was when the husband kissed her.

    Yu Huaizhi suppressed the dark emotions in his eyes, lowered his head and looked at the ignorant little girl.

    Slightly paused, wrapped around the little girl's slender waist in one hand, and supported her little **** in the other, got up and carried her to her room.

     Jiu Ci gently placed her on the bed with a dazed face, pulled the quilt to cover her up, and placed a very light kiss on her forehead.

    "Good night, Cibao."

    After placing the small soft bag, Yu Huaizhi turned around and walked out a little hurriedly.

     Jiu Ci put the quilt in her hands and watched Yu Huaizhi close the door and leave, staring blankly at the ceiling in the dark.

    The room was silent.

    Yu Huaizhi, who walked back to his room in a chaotic manner, tugged at his collar unbearably, took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and threw them on the bed.

    The messy broken hair fell on the eyelids, casting a shadow on the eyelids.

     She lowered her eyes and recalled the scene that just happened in the study, and laughed lightly with self-deprecation.

    Slightly irritated, she rubbed her black hair and walked straight to the bathroom. After a while, the sound of the shower sounded.

    When he came out after half an hour, he saw a small bag bulging on his supposedly tidy bed.

    Yu Huaizhi paused slightly, sat down beside the bed, patted the little girl's back, and whispered, "Cibao."

    The sleeping little girl ignored.

    "Ci Bao." Yu Huaizhi pursed his lips and raised his voice.

    The little girl's thick eyelashes slowly opened, her sleepy eyes were a little confused, she rubbed her eyes, and called him softly, "Husband."

    Yu Huai was stunned, his heart moved slightly, and he asked the little soft bag softly, "Why did Cibao come to sleep?"

    Little Soft curled up in the duvet and twisted her eyebrows for a while, and suddenly stretched out her two lotus-root-like arms to beg for a hug, "Hug."

    Looking at the soft and confused little soft bag, Yu Huaizhi's throat choked, and his black eyes stared at each other deeply.

    "Is Cibao afraid of sleeping alone?"

    The little soft bag didn't answer his question, but squinted his eyes and dazedly approached him, threw himself into his arms, hugged his waist, and pulled into the bed.

    Afraid of hurting the little girl, Yu Huaizhi lay down obediently.

    As soon as she lay down, a soft and warm little soft bag rolled into her arms, tightly binding her hands and feet.

     Jiu Ci hugged the person and found a comfortable position, rubbed her cheek against the person's chest, and murmured, "Sleep."

    Yu Huaizhi's Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, looked down at the little girl who was sleeping again, raised her head and sighed helplessly.

    The cold shower just now was in vain.

    He finally put the lamb back, but in a blink of an eye, the lamb was sent to the door by himself.

    The corner of Yu Huaizhi's mouth became wider and wider, the blackness in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and he was bound to get dizzy.

    Under the cold moonlight, the two fell asleep.

    The next day, the morning sun fell on the faces of the two embracing.

    The dazzling light made Jiu Ci instinctively uncomfortable in his sleep, and buried his head in the quilt.

    Yu Huaizhi, who had been dreamless all night, slowly lifted his eyelids, and with some dazed eyes, he looked at the small soft bag that was arching into his arms and gradually regained clarity.

    In one night, the little flowers under the corners of my eyes have disappeared.

    In a very good mood, he kissed the little head melon, his voice was low and sweet, "Morning."