Chapter 437： A cute ghost in the phone 48

Chu Ci raised his eyes and looked at the place where the sound was made, and then met a pair of dull eyes. Those dark eyes were shining with a little bit of light, and he looked straight over.

He probably came in chasing the footsteps of the spirit bird. He was also a little embarrassed. He was slid a lot by the branches. That handsome face, which was often stained with indifference, was also struck by branches. A little bit of blood oozes out.

He probably followed hurriedly, breathing a little heavy, it was already this kind of weather, he was only wearing a thin shirt in it, his eyes were bloodshot, his beard was not shaved, and Chu Ci was covered in mud. It doesn't make too much of it.

Chu Ci blinked and watched him pause in place, staring at the person standing in front of him, tightening his fingertips, following the moonlight, looking at Chu Ci through Chu Ci's embarrassment. Clearly, the pupils shrunk, some violent turbulence.

"Porcelain... Bao?"

His voice was hoarse to a certain level, and he heard a little hoarse with a deep hostility.

Chu Ci looked at him, let go of the little spirit bird in his hand, and ran towards him directly.

Yan Ting was stiff. Seeing Chu Ci rushing over, his hands were raised, and his hands were folded around his neck. The black eyes and the touch made Yan Ting breathe more quickly.

‘Yan Ting’s love value +6, currently 66. ’

Seeing Yan Ting still stunned, his hands did not move, and his body did not move. He just stared at Chu Ci tightly with his eyes down, unwilling to leave the line of sight.

Seeing his appearance, Chu Ci touched the cool back of his neck, but still did not speak.

This time it was indeed a little longer than the time she had planned to leave. She hugged his neck on tiptoes, Chu Ci spoke, soft and waxy, soothing her emotions.

"I said, you have to believe me."

The little girl is actually very embarrassed now. She is wearing a heavy white dress, because this body was worn when she was buried. It is already in tatters at the moment, and it can be seen that the white dress on her body is embroidered with golden silk thread. Mysterious pattern.

In addition, Chu Ci had just crawled out of the mud, and his body was covered with mud everywhere, and even his face was black and gray. It was like a little cat with a gray head and a dirty face.

Quietly, Mimi rubbed the dust on her body against her owner.

Yan Ting didn't care about this matter at all. He looked at Chu Ci for a while, then he raised his hand and pressed Chu Ci into his arms.

"Where did you go?" His voice was hoarse, with a thick nasal sound, and he was probably still sick.

Chu Ci leaned in his arms and only felt that he was cold everywhere, but the breath that came close to him was hot.

"Clean up those who bullied you." Chu Ci replied obediently, raising one hand to touch his forehead.

It's just that he stood up straight, and his hands were tightly around her waist. She couldn't lift her hands at all. Chu Ci blinked her eyes and coaxed him, "You bend, okay? Not you anymore."

Yan Ting just looked at her with his eyes down, with aggression in his eyes, but he bent down obediently, letting Chu Ci's hand touch his forehead.

He didn't care about Chu Ci's movements, his sight still did not leave Chu Ci, and he grinded his back molars.