It's just that the hand stretched out, a little illusory.
Sikongwei was taken aback for a moment, only to realize what form he was at the moment.
The light was only blocked a little bit, and it was of little use.
Sikong Wei's body was slightly firm.
It's just not waiting for him to block the sun.
Chu Ci over there was interrupted to sleep and rolled aside impatiently.
Sikong Wei watched the little girl fall from the side of the bed with a snap.
He picked it up subconsciously.
Because it is a ghost.
So the action is fast.
She took the little girl into her arms.
Then the little girl did not wake up from the sun, nor did she wake up.
However, he woke up from the cold.
Chu Ci fought a cold war.
Lie softly in his arms, because he was still in the warm bed just now.
Now suddenly fell into a cloud of air-conditioning.
It's like falling into an ice hole suddenly.
Wronged.
The little girl was limp.
Just waking up, my eyes were still hazy and confused.
With water mist.
Seeing that the mist was pouring out.
Sikongwei put the little girl back on the bed.
A little bit dumbfounded, watching Chu Ci obviously felt cold, but still clinging to him and refusing to let go.
I couldn't help but said, "This bed is so big, you have to sleep on the side."
One turned over and fell off, and blame others?
Chu Ci is actually not sober.
The weightlessness of falling from the bed may make you feel like a cold sweat for others, but for Chu Ci, it is more exciting than this experience.
According to sleep correctly.
The only dissatisfaction is that the person holding her is too cold. She just came out of the bed and she was really ‘frozen’.
But the breath on her body is familiar to her.
She is already in the habit of sleeping.
And I really like the taste, which helps sleep.
So I don't want to let go.
So while frowning, he still hugged him.
The little boy was wearing a dark blue jacket with a little windbreaker and a suit, and a white shirt with a slightly open neckline, revealing a cold white delicate collarbone.
The movements were a bit random, those clear eyes were faint, as if they didn't put everything around them, only looking at Chu Ci, his eyes would have a little warmth.
Exquisite and luxurious.
At this moment, he lowered his head, flapped his long eyelashes, and looked at Chu Ci trying to hug him, and felt him cold.
Pushing him, he hugs him back, frowning his delicate brows, his small round face frowning.
The eyes are still tightly closed.
It's like being bullied by someone.
I just don't know what to say to her.
Sikong Wei didn't move anymore.
Leaning on the side of the bed just like that.
Lifting his finger, poked the little girl in the face.
It's soft and warm.
Really like……
His hand slowly moved from Chu Ci's small face to Chu Ci's eyes.
If... in these eyes, you can only look at him alone, that's fine...
A scarlet light flashed across his eyes for an instant.
After all, it is a ghost of a thousand years, and it is stained with blood.
He is pure, it is impossible, only appearance.
It's just that some dark breath just moved.
Chu Ci frowned uncomfortably.
One eye suddenly opened, and one eye was still closed, and then a hand slammed on his face.
Because it is a ghost, it feels like a pressure of air-conditioning, unable to pinch.
So Chu Ci also let go of his other hand.
It touched his face, and... began to rub.
Si Kongwei whose temper was rubbed: ......?