Chapter 1138： My Gentle Tyrant (20)

The car owner didn't mean to give way either, obviously there was still space on the other side of his car.

The owner glanced at Fu Yue through the car window, her eyes seemed a bit mocking

Fu Yue: "..."

Gan!

Fu Yue thought a little.

After two steps back, he looked at this height.

With one hand on the bonnet of that car, with the force of the wrist, he jumped up and rolled over easily. The action was cool and handsome.

Fu Yue patted the dust on his hands.

Only a chic back was left.

Oh, she gave the owner a middle finger.

other side:"……"

Damn, it's great to know how to kung fu?

It took about half an hour to walk home from this place, and Fu Yue turned halfway to a dessert shop on the side of the road, because she couldn't move when she saw the desserts.

She swiped the phone before eating cakes, she spent about half an hour.

When he left, Fu Yue did not forget to bring a cake to the little emperor.

When she got home, it was probably three hours before she left.

...

Ji Xiaorong waited and waited at home,

Fu Yue never came back.

In a completely unfamiliar world, he has become a child again, and Ji Rong's panic is indescribable.

He stared at the door for a long time.

The child's beautiful eyes flashed with panic, sadness, and even fear, as well as the bewilderment of being abandoned.

Is Qin Chu not coming back?

Does she want to leave him here alone?

Yes, he is just a burden to her now.

Useless things should be thrown away...

The little emperor sat on the small bench with his hands on his cheeks, staring blankly at the closed door with big eyes, and quietly opened an autistic flower.

until--

The door was pushed open.

Only then did Ji Xiaorong's eyes moved, and his eyes rolled slightly, as if he had finally recovered from the sluggish state.

Fu Yue was taken aback by the child's appearance.

"????what happened to you?"

She happily went home with the cake in her hand, still humming a song.

Unexpectedly, the child looked unhappy.

It's like, like... Wishes Xianglin's wife in the blessing, with occasional rounds of eyes to prove that she is a living creature.

Although this analogy is not appropriate.

But the little emperor is almost like this now.

Fu Yue: "...Uh, what's wrong with you?"

The little emperor was silent at first. He suddenly stood up and rushed in the direction of Fu Yue like a small firecracker. He raised his hand to embrace her thigh, his voice soft and tender.

"I thought you didn't want me."

The voice was very aggrieved, and seemed to cry a little.

Fu Yue: "!"

Oh, so cute.

She was **** suddenly.

Fu Yue put the cake box he was holding on the ground, squatted down, and hugged the little one: "How come, you are thinking about something, Ji Rong, you are getting smaller, and you have your mind Has it also become smaller?"

Little Emperor: "...you scold me."

He was silent for a few seconds, then sighed softly: "Forget it, my lord does not care about you a lot."

Fu Yue successfully failed to control her paws, and went to the tender face of the little emperor Rua.

Oh, so cute, want to kiss.

Ji Xiaorong: "..."

ten minutes later.

The little emperor, who had changed the clothes Fu Yuexin bought him, sat on the small bench and ate the little cake.

Fu Yue stared at him directly.

Little Emperor: "..."

Silently stretched out a small hand to cover the cake.

This is his.