Press his hand down.

He put the phone aside.

The boy's soft black hair was scattered on the sofa, and his clear black eyes were just looking straight at her pressing against him.

Like a pure and thorough black gem.

Then he held his hand on her waist.

The boy's voice is elegant, with a little softness and opens his mouth.

"What is this to...do?"

Chu Ci blinked her eyes.

"Press you!"

"Oh, isn't it uncomfortable?"

He laughed softly, as if he was scratching his heart.

His fingers curled up slightly.

Because he was still on Chu Ci's waist, his fingers were slightly itchy as he curled up.

Chu Ci snorted.

Go and scratch him too.

Then he spoke with a smile.

"Old people, do you want me, a young man, to teach you how to use these things?"

The emotions in Sikong Wei's eyes gradually became softer.

Turn over and press the little girl on the sofa.

It was obvious that he was fiddling with these things alone here, wanting to help, but he was afraid that he would not be able to adapt from the castle.

I have to speak and be irresponsible.

What a... little bad guy.

"Okay, you teach."

As he said that, he pulled the little villain off the sofa.

Put it in your arms.

She was surrounded by such a circle.

Then his chin pressed against Chu Ci's shoulder and said with a low voice.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes, and didn't say much about the scorching breath he approached.

He lowered his head and took the phone over and told him little by little.

His body was soft, so close to his arms.

Such a life.

He never thought about it.

Sikong Wei raised his eyes and looked around.

Take all the furniture around you into your eyes.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, with a little softness.

I never thought about it.

I will want to escape from that castle.

Then come to this era of life.

"Hey, are you listening carefully?"

Chu Ci looked up and happened to see him distracted.

I patted the sofa with some dissatisfaction.

"Listen."

He spoke in a low voice, his body pressing against Chu Ci's body.

Then he turned his face to the side.

Kissed Chu Ci's soft and white little face.

He hummed a sound from his nose again.

"Porcelain treasure..."

"kindness?"

Chu Ci was a little itchy when he kissed her.

Hearing his voice, he turned his head slightly.

A pair of round big eyes looked at him.

The hand that slapped the sofa just now unconsciously grabbed his clothes.

"Just call you..."

"?" Chu Ci paused you, "Ghosts shouldn't be sick, right?"

Have a fever, are you nervous?

Sikong Wei hummed lowly and pressed Chu Ci into his arms.

Press down on your body.

Cover the little girl's pink lips.

I don't want to hear these messy words.

And it was obvious that the previous side effects were too much. The little guy was holding a grudge and probably was singing a contradictory tune with him.

He whispered and laughed again.

Let Chu Ci slightly release it.

The young boy returned to his noble appearance again, with a little obedient manner, surrounded Chu Ci, and continued to press his chin on his shoulders, looking at the mobile phone that Chu Ci held in his hand.

"Yeah, keep talking."

‘Sikong Wei’s love value is 5, currently 100, the task is completed.’

Chu Ci paused for a moment, then continued to pinch her cell phone, telling him about all the things about this era.

Sikong Wei responded from time to time, but the foundation of his eyes was quite soft.

after all--

Since I planned to come out with you, I have never cared about whether it would be out of touch with this era.

And in the infinite life and limited life of ghosts.
Chapter completed!