But the hand reached over, a little illusory.

Sikong Wei was stunned for a moment, and he realized what form he was in at this moment.

The light was blocked only a little bit and was of no use.

Sikong Wei's body was slightly solidified.

But before he could block the sun.

Chu Ci was disturbed by sleep and rolled to the side a little impatiently.

Sikong Wei watched the little girl fall down from the bed.

He subconsciously answered.

Because it's a ghost.

So move fast.

He grabbed the little girl into his arms.

Then the little girl was not awakened by the sun or fell to death.

However, he woke up by the cold.

Chu Ci had a cold war.

He lay softly in his arms because he was still in the warm bed just now.

Now I suddenly fell into a ball of air conditioning.

It was like suddenly falling into an ice hole.

Wronged.

The little girl is soft and a small ball.

I just woke up, but my eyes were still confused.

With water mist.

I saw that the mist was about to pour out.

Sikong Wei put the little girl back on the bed.

I was a little amused and crying. I looked at Chu Ci and felt cold, but I still looked at him as he refused to let go.

I couldn't help but say, "This bed is so big, you have to sleep on the side."

If you turn over and fall, will you blame others?

Chu Ci is actually not very sober.

The feeling of weightlessness that fell from the bed may make others sweat, but for Chu Ci, it was much more exciting than this.

Sleeping without delay.

The only thing that I was dissatisfied with was that the person who hugged her was so cold. She had just come out of the bed and was really "freezing".

But the aura on her body was familiar to her.

She was already used to sleeping with her arms around her.

And I like this taste very much, helping you sleep.

So I don't want to let go.

So he frowned and wanted to hug him.

The young boy was wearing a dark black and blue trench coat and a suit jacket, a white underwear with a slightly open collar, revealing his cold white and delicate collarbone.

The movements were a little casual, and the clear eyes were faint, as if they did not take everything around them into consideration. Only when he looked at Chu Ci would there be a little warmth in his eyes.

Exquisite and luxurious.

At this moment, he lowered his head and squirted his long eyelashes. He looked at Chu Ci trying to hug him, but he felt cold again.

He pushed him and brought him back, frowned with his delicate brows and his small round face.

The eyes are still closed.

It's like someone bullying it.

I just don't know what to say to her.

Sikong Wei didn't move anymore.

Just leaned obliquely against the bed.

He raised his finger and poked the little girl's face.

So soft, so warm.

I like it very much...

His hand slowly moved from Chu Ci's little face to Chu Ci's eyes.

If... only in these eyes, I could only look at him alone...

A bloody red light flashed through his eyes in an instant.

After all, it is a thousand-year-old ghost, and it is stained with blood.

He is pure and good, that is impossible, it will be just a appearance.

But that little dark aura had just moved.

Chu Ci frowned a little discomfort.

One eye suddenly opened, the other eye was still closed, and then the other hand slapped on his face.

Because it is a ghost, it feels like touching a ball of stressful air conditioning, and you can't do such a pinch.

So Chu Ci also let go of her other hand.

It stuck to his face, and then... began to rub it.
Chapter completed!