Chapter 1293： Worship me, I'm lucky 24

It's normal, after all, this person is sick, and it's midnight, normal people should have been asleep.

Chu Ci flattened her lips and tilted her head, "You don't give me pastries when you are making fish."

So is it wrong to want to taste the dim sum of this plane?

Nothing!

What do I want to eat?

Chu Ci thought about it, and raised her head, her beautiful long silver hair slid down like a silver waterfall behind her, with a stream of light and a soft-looking face, but at this moment she had a proud look.

It's really his little ancestor.

Then Chu Ci lowered his head again and approached him directly, his eyes were again stained with doubts, and the two faces suddenly got close.

Fu Su who was near could clearly see the tiny white fluff on Chu Ci's face.

A faint lotus scent lingers on the tip of his nose.

"By the way, you don't seem to be afraid of me at all." Chu Ci blinked his eyes, and his round black eyes stared at him.

‘Fu Su’s love value +2, currently 25. ’

Fu Su couldn't help but stepped back a bit. The little guy was too close, giving him an inexplicable feeling of shortness of breath.

Fu Su frowned slightly, and blamed the feeling on the wind chill.

He raised his hand on Chu Ci's forehead and rubbed her soft hair.

"What's so scary?"

They are all self-raised cubs who have worked so hard to gain weight.

What's more, Chu Ci's degree of spirituality has already given him a psychological preparation, although he never thought that a fish he raised would become such a little girl.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes and didn't care about the hand on the top of his head, just looking at this person's face, as if judging the authenticity of his words.

Then he directly supported the edge of the bed and sat on the bed, the big white gold skirt opened up, swayed, and fell.

"You can't fall back on good things." Chu Ci sat on the side of the bed and kicked her little feet back and forth.

The white and tender feet are round and not stained with dust.

Nuonuo's voice sounded, and she looked around curiously.

She just allowed him to touch her head, leaned on the bed, turned to look at him, and smiled with her lips curled.

It was as delicate as the peach blossoms that bloomed in early March, but with a sense of indescribable holiness.

And the little one, how do you think it wants to hold her in the palm of your hand, petting, watching her turn the sky.

Chabai: No, please watch her and don't let her turn the sky over.

"Little Fat Fish..."

"Not fat or fat! Tell me to bite you again." When Chu Ci heard this, he turned his head and barked his teeth at him, "Chu Ci, my name is Chu Ci."

Have a name?

When Fu Su heard this, his face went black for a moment. Although he knew that he was not Chu Ci's first owner, the subtle feeling still made people feel uncomfortable.

He tapped his fingertips on the decorative wooden board on the bedside a few times, and made two clicks. Didn't he ask, he turned to say, "Are you also in human form before?"

"It's only possible recently. It won't work during the day. It needs to be stable for a while." The little guy seemed a little reluctant to take care of him, but he answered obediently.

Exactly the same emotion as that little white fish.

If she was in the pool now, she would have hidden under the water lily leaves and ignored people.

‘Fu Su’s love value +2, currently 27. ’