Chapter 81： Others cultivate immortals, I raise animals 28

He said this, while pulling Chu Ci's hands up, with a pair of golden red eyes with a little dark light, he took the little girl's hand and placed it on his chest.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes, raised his hand and retracted his hand with dexterity, solemnly, "I'm only fifteen years old, so I'm not allowed to be a gangster."

"Ao, the difference between us is not too big, it's more than a hundred times worse, not a hooligan." Wen Jing thought for a while, curled his lips, and said to Chu Ci.

Shocked by his shamelessness, Chu Ci glared at her innocent and moist eyes, looked straight at him, and finally bulged her cheeks, "Shameless."

Seriously condemning him with a bun face, no matter how you look at it like this... no matter how cute he is to the extreme.

Wen Jing couldn't help laughing and lowered his head to touch Chu Ci's forehead.

As for the shameless matter, I have already realized that I am not innocent about this little girl's motives. Even a fifteen-year-old girl has made up his mind to speak up. Does the matter of face matter?

It does seem to be less important.

"Well, I'm shameless."

He is really tall, the black hair behind him is casually dangled, and he sways slightly behind him, a white coat, casually worn on his body, with a bit of deserted and noble air, but because of his slightly raised lips. And a little bit of evil.

Just teasing the little girl in her arms.

Chu Ci pressed the corners of his lips, and a ray of light flashed across his eyes. Just in this position, he kissed his face with a serious face, "Then I can only go back as a hooligan."

‘Wenjing’s love value +5, currently 66. ’

Wen Jing's body froze slightly, looking at the little girl with a serious face, finally couldn't help but laugh, and pressed Chu Ci into his arms.

"Then I will allow you to be rascal a few times."

Wen Jing's voice was dim, and he smiled and looked at this little slender in his arms. How did he catch such a baby?

In the end, Wen Jing was supervised by Chu Ci obediently digesting the medicinal effect of the exorcism, and his spiritual consciousness quickly recovered, and the two of them were ready to return to Ling Yizong.

Only before going back, the two had a little disagreement about certain things.

Chu Ci was being held by Wen Jing at the moment, sitting on a huge rock, he was sitting on the corner wickedly, so that Chu Ci had to raise his hand to hug his neck. The little girl looked obedient. Soft, with the corners of his lips pursed slightly, he said to him with a serious face, "I want to hug Mao Dumpling."

Wen Jing:...

"No way."

The big living person is here, what kind of dumplings are you holding?

"No, I want it." The little girl shook his neck slightly to bargain with him.

"Anyway, it's me. Which one are you holding?" Wen Jing's hair has been **** with a white jade crown at the moment, and only one or two strands of black hair fell from the side disobediently, with the evil spirit before. Compared to, it was a bit more free and easy to feel like a fairy style, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a slight dissatisfaction.

"No, it's uncomfortable to hold you." The little girl blinked her big eyes, her lips were narrowed, and she looked at him eagerly, "Well, okay, hug, hug."

The most important thing is to carry a fire-colored hair ball out, and go back to bring back a big living person, which is really too conspicuous.

Chu Ci thought in his heart, the face was even more innocent.

Finally, Wen Jing looked at Chu Ci's big innocent eyes and defeated.