Being disturbed by his sleep, Chu Ci drilled into his arms again, raised his hand and waved his hand, a low hum came out of his throat in dissatisfaction.
Luo Xiao retracted his hand, leaning on the sofa, looking at the little girl lying in his arms.
After waiting for Chu Ci to fall asleep deeply, even the little bats were piled up there. There was indeed no problem. He just withdrew his gaze.
I also realized that something was wrong.
After all, he is an archangel, and this little guy has a completely dark attribute. How can it be possible that he has drunk so much blood once or twice, and nothing happened?
Obviously it is not in line with common sense.
But the memory in this area felt strangely confused.
Luo Xiao raised his eyes and looked forward. In front of him was a mirror made of colored glaze, which just reflected the appearance of the two.
The person in the mirror has an indifferent face, and his black-brown eyes are full of indifference and alienation. The long black-brown hair hangs down. Even if it changes color, it is quite beautiful and shiny.
The hair slid down his shoulders and slid down onto Chu Ci's shoulders.
The little girl was buried in his arms, only the back of her head was exposed, her wings curled up, and the whole person wanted to retract into his arms.
Luo Xiao pulled the corner of his lips and hooked the corner of his lower lip, closing his eyes, thinking about the current situation in his heart.
After eating and drinking, I probably slept for more than an hour, and the rain outside was still pattering.
Chu Ci moved and lifted his awkward and messy little head, and his eyes blinked.
Luo Xiao was already leaning on the sofa and sleeping with his eyes closed because of his own injury.
A hand was placed on Chu Ci's back, just touching the underside of her wings, feeling a little itchy.
Chu Ci yawned and adjusted his posture, still shrinking in his arms, his eyes blurred, and he looked as though he was not awake.
But there was a sudden change from outside, and Chu Ci turned to look outside.
The tall trees in front of the hotel outside were covered with a layer of wet light due to the rain. The sky was still a bit dark. The cold rain fell on the flowers that had shown signs of wilting. The flowers were hanging their heads, with a little decadence. .
Suddenly, a black figure appeared beside the tall tree, and a pale hand stretched out and plucked the decadent flower.
Chu Ci shrank his pupils, sat up, and looked at the person who quietly appeared in the window. The wings behind him, similar to her, showed his identity.
Bloodlines.
It is estimated that it is still a high blood clan, otherwise it will not appear so quietly.
And the original owner’s original strength was far from being able to compete with these blood races, but after Chu Ci came, coupled with Chu Ci’s own power, it evolved. She could not find these higher blood races, and these higher blood races also Nothing about her situation.
But it didn't take long for Chu Ci to find traces of the blood race, and Chu Ci was a little surprised.
But in this way, we should know more.
Chu Ci supported her body, and suddenly used some strength with the hand behind her, pressing the little girl into her arms again.
Chu Ci froze for a moment, raised his eyes, and saw Luo Xiao opened his eyes without knowing when, those dark brown eyes flashed a black and gold intertwined light.