~： Fanwai 40 What kind of girl does he like

He followed the sound and looked at the speaker.

It was a boy who looked sixteen or seventeen, handsome and upright.

It was Yi Ming who came to invite dumplings before.

Based on his age and qualifications, it is not wrong to call Zichen "Senior".

But Zi Chen listened, but there was a faint pain in his heart.

"I have been with Tuanzi for several years, as close as family, you don't have to be so polite."

He whispered.

The dumpling nestled in his arms, holding his shoulder with one hand, while nodding like garlic:

"That's it! Zichen is fine with me! You can just call his name!"

Senior, how should she be considered in this generation?

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment, but soon smiled:

"Yes."

Since these two people said so, they naturally have no reason to fail.

Zi Chen looked at Tuanzi, wiped the tears from her face, and stared at her little face for a moment.

Perhaps it was really because it was quite hard to guard him. The fleshy little face was thin, showing a pointed chin, and there was a faint black blue now.

"Did not sleep well?"

He asked, his face still faint.

Dumpling shook his head:

"Neither sleepy nor sleepy!"

He said, but yawned again.

Zi Chen raised his eyebrows, and the dumpling suddenly covered his mouth, embarrassed.

She was really not very sleepy at first, but now that Zi Chen woke up, a stone that had been hanging in her heart for a long time finally fell to the ground, and the whole person was involuntarily lazy.

Sleepiness flooded and enveloped her.

"I will send you to rest."

As Zi Chen said, he hugged her and walked back.

Yiming and others looked at each other.

Dumpling just here...

"Huh? I'm fine..."

Tuanzi was still thinking about the enchantment, with his chin resting on his shoulder, his voice was lazy,

"Enchantment, enchantment..."

Zi Chen turned around and looked at everyone.

"Who else hasn't learned, I'll teach."

But I have to send the dumplings back to sleep anyway.

Everyone waved their hands quickly:

"I will, I will! It will be! The dumplings are so sleepy, let's go back and rest!"

"Yes! We can do it ourselves!"

The dumpling's voice is small:

"I haven't had any fun yet..."

She is very playful and has been pressing for this period of time, but now finally let go, she wants to stay with Yiming and the others.

But the body didn't allow it, Zi Chen's embrace was warm and generous, and the familiar breath enveloped her, and she couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Looking at the small face of Tuanzi, Yiming was indeed tired and distressed.

He smiled at the dumpling and said:

"Dumpling, you should go back and rest first. When we have enough energy, we will look for you again."

When the dumpling heard this, he immediately became happy, squinted and smiled:

"Okay!"

The silhouettes of the two gradually fade away.

After a while, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh—this one is so powerful, but at that point, the pressure of the whole body is almost breathless!"

"That is, it is the contracted beast of the Yueshen... it is really extraordinary. Moreover, he has the blood of the Taixu Phoenix Dragon clan in his body, so we don't lose the slightest..."

More than just not losing, their group dare not even say a word in front of Zi Chen.

"But so is the dumpling, but she doesn't have such a sense of oppression."

"I heard that Zichen used to be the eagle master of the Three-eyed Condor Clan, and he has naturally experienced it when he kills Guojue. Tuanzi, it seems that he has followed the **** Yue since he was very young, and he has not grown up yet. Well, of course it’s different!"

"However, although Zi Chen looks cold, he is really good for dumplings..."

Several girls were talking in whispers, with a faint crimson on their faces and bright eyes.

Aside from other things, Zi Chen's skin looks really good.

He has the calmness and maturity that young people don't have, as if everything is under control.

Even the dumplings are extremely obedient and obedient in front of him.

Such a temperament is an extremely fatal attraction for a considerable number of girls.

It's no wonder that they just looked at it a few times, and they couldn't even speak to Zi Chen, and they were already secretly admiring.

"You guys, what does he like?"

Several girls were already blushing and whispering.

Yi Ming gave them a helpless look.

That one is not easy to provoke at first sight, and when he was here just now, he didn't even forget an extra look while looking at it. Their thoughts were all in vain.

He shook his head.

"Let's finish repairing this barrier first! Don't let the dumplings laugh when you look back."

...

Zi Chen walked back holding the dumpling.

He held her back with his hands and changed her to a more comfortable position.

She was small and held as light as a feather, but she was delicate and soft, yet she was heavy on his heart.

He glanced down, remembering the situation in the Hall of Illusion that day, and his eyebrows narrowed slightly.

He never wanted to experience such a scene again.

Fortunately, her body is warm and her eyebrows are flexible.

He held his hands tighter.

The dumpling smashed his mouth, clutching his clothes and talking:

"Zichen, why did you wake up so fast? I thought it would take a long time..."

Zi Chen retracted his gaze and looked forward with a calm expression.

"When the time is up, I will wake up naturally."

In fact, his consciousness had already been restored, and he could perceive the movement outside.

Including her crying, her laughter, and her mumbling.

He didn't want her to wait too long. In that case, the little girl would be too pitiful.

"Well, that's amazing!"

Dumpling complimented and muttered again,

"A Yue must have known it too. When things are done here, we have to go back as soon as possible! By the way! A Yue has a baby! There are still two! I just don't know if it is a male baby or a female baby..."

She wanted to repeat everything that happened after Zi Chen fell asleep, but as she spoke, her voice gradually became quieter.

Finally, the little head tilted and fell asleep in his arms.

...

Returning to the residence, Zi Chen came to the house, and put the dumpling back on the bed with very light movements.

The chest suddenly tightened.

He lowered his head and glanced, but saw that Tuanzi's two little hands were still holding his clothes.

He supported her with one hand, and let go of her hand with the other.

But she frowned suddenly, as if she had received some kind of irritation, a flash of panic and tension flashed across her little face.

"no no..."

As if afraid of losing something, she grasped his clothes tighter, and her small body trembled slightly.

Zi Chen moved for a while, guessing that she might have had a nightmare.

He thought for a while, then hugged her back in his arms and patted her back lightly.

"...Zichen...Danger..."

She murmured, her voice almost vaguely inaudible, and tears appeared from the corners of her closed eyes.

He was startled.

So it was... dreamed of him?

For a moment, he recovered and wiped away her tears.

"The dumpling is good."

His voice was low, but soft and gentle.

It is hard to imagine that such a cold person would actually speak in this tone.

Tuanzi's brows gradually stretched out.

He rubbed her little feet,

"be good."