Just one look was needed to sweep over, and the slightly gloomy and sharp dissatisfaction could almost make people tremble and they didn't dare to say anything to him.

So the time for regular inspections was delayed for a long time, which was the problem that was found in the examination.

The same as the usual advice before, except that this time there is an extra Chu Ci. No matter whether you have a cold face or what happened, this little guy is not afraid of him at all. He is often the one who surrenders in the end for half a day.

Yan Ting snorted and didn't take off his coat anymore. He just listened to the little girl whispering a sick person, narrowing her eyes dangerously, stood up, raised her eyebrows, and approached the dining table.

The spirit bird, who was originally eating grains, tilted his head and watched Yan Ting come over, jumped back two steps, and then flew away alertly.

Chu Ci was still sitting on the chair, tilting her head to watch him approach.

"Wicky?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a low voice.

Chu Ci raised her head, responded without hesitation, and deliberately emphasized, "Well, the sick and weak!"

Just follow her a little and think about making a big fuss.

Yan Ting bent his lips and smiled, raising his hand to squintly try to pinch Chu Ci's cheek.

The little girl hid slightly back and his hand fell on her shoulder.

Chu Ci was stunned.

Yan Ting was also stunned. He felt the subtle feeling of his subordinates. He did touch something, but he just felt a sense of resistance.

While the girl was also stunned, Yan Ting bent down, tightened his hands and squeezed Chu Ci's slim waist, and exerted a little force on his wrist.

Chu Ci shouted in her mouth, subconsciously raised her hand on his shoulder, blinking her eyes as she was raised by him.

I could touch it, but the touch in my hand was so light, so I could hardly use any effort to lift her to this height.

The little girl was still covered with her hands on his shoulders, and the little look on her face that you could do anything to me turned into a kind of confusion.

Then he reacted. His body shook slightly, and the resistance in Yan Ting's hand disappeared. The little girl landed lightly and lowered her head to look at her hand.

If Yan Ting touches it again, he will no longer be able to touch it.

His lips pursed slightly, his eyes darkened, and his fingertips rubbed his fingers, savoring his feelings just now.

Now he can't touch it, and he can't tell what it feels like.

Before he could fully react, he saw the little girl tilting her head and making a puzzled sound, then raised her hand and leaned towards him again.

He tentatively held his fingertips.

"Can't meet it."

The little girl blinked her eyes and spoke softly and surprisedly.

The feeling of touch is very strange. There is no temperature, nor is it like touching the skin. It is like pressurizing air and something squeezes over.

Yan Ting subconsciously lowered his eyes and tightened his hands.

Chu Ci didn't realize his movements at all, and curiously shook the hand that he was holding his hand.

"Yeah," he replied in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse, "I'll try too."

How do you try? Chu Ci looked up at him.

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and stretched his arms, and wrapped Chu Ci's entire body in his arms.

I did hold something, and then there was an indescribable gentle force on my waist.

It was the little girl who subconsciously hugged him with her backhand.

Yan Ting's lips curled, and the clothes draped on his shoulders also slid down because of his movements.
Chapter completed!