He stuck his hand out and grabbed Chu Ci's clothes.

He shook it slightly, then pulled it, still lowered his head and spoke glutinously, "Sister has promised that I won't leave me behind, do you keep your word?"

Chu Ci didn't answer. Looking at his hair, he felt that his hair seemed to be a little longer, covering his eyes.

His fingers stretched out, pinched his chin and lifted his face up.

I saw that the young boy whose chin was suddenly raised was slightly red. Chu Ci raised his chin, as if the little secret he was hiding was discovered all of a sudden. There was a little panic in his eyes. He raised his hand to hold Chu Ci's wrist, blinked his eyes, and his lips squirmed a few times, but no sound was made.

"Keep your word." Chu Ci curled her lips, raised her hand and pointed the corners of his eyes, as if she was helpless, "Why is it so easy to have red eyes?"

Then, without waiting for Zhao Jinhuai to speak, he pinched his chin and controlled his head to sway left and right, and looked around, "It seems that his hair is a little longer, won't it cover his eyes?"

He paused, and nodded, "Yes."

Then he blinked his eyes and spoke tentatively, "Sister... can you help me cut it?"

As he said this, his chin broke free from Chu Ci's hand, raised his hand to hug her slender waist, rubbing it with fear and a little nostalgic.

Feeling Chu Ci raised her hand and gently stroked his spine, it was a bit of comforting.

He buried his cheeks in Chu Ci's arms, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised in a place where Chu Ci couldn't see it.

Finally, he leaned almost in Chu Ci's arms and let Chu Ci trim his hair with scissors.

Do this work on his most vulnerable head.

The white and warm fingertips were running between his hair, and the fine black hair fell down.

He could sensitively feel the sharpness of the scissors, the chill of metal, and the extremely subtle sound of the hair being cut, but he did not hide, and even felt that the sliding of his fingertips was a pleasure for him.

Obviously, as long as she takes a little ruthless action, she can kill him directly. He never put himself in such a dangerous position, nor allows others to get close to him so close. But this time he is like a demon...

It's strange to feel a little happy.

‘Zhao Jinhuai’s love value is 5, currently 32.’

Until her hair was cleaned and closed her eyes and let her sweep the broken hair on her face. Zhao Jinhuai stood up, as if she was very happy. Her eyes were lit and her expression was so obedient that she said she wanted to go out to give Chu Ci some food, and then asked Chu Ci to hurry on the soft sofa to rest and quickly leave the door.

The moment the door of the lounge was closed at 9 o'clock, the well-behaved expression on his face disappeared, and he still smiled. Looking at the door in front of him, he didn't know what he thought of. He raised his hand and pressed his hand on the door, and then pressed his face on it, as if he could feel the breath of the person in the room.

The innocent and innocent smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was not covered with a trace of gloom.

The clean amber color in my eyes gradually deepened, and my smile slowly subsided. The color that was frozen in the end was darker than amber color. It looked a little lonely and deep, and my whole body changed its breath very slowly.
Chapter completed!