The distance between the man and Rong Huang is not very far, Rong Huang can even see his long and curly eyelashes drooping.

Rong Huang muttered the essence of eyelashes in his heart, and then quietly retracted the flower bone flower into the tank.

Rong Huang felt that he was almost stinking.

She desperately needs a bath.

Rong Huang twisted the dirty stem, thinking about waiting for someone to slip out and take a bath.

"Why is there a mirror here?" The butler behind the man suddenly saw the mirror on the side of the big tank and said in confusion.

Chisi glanced at the mirror that was abandoned on the ground by the water, and then diverted his gaze, "Dirty, throw it away."

The butler knew the cleanliness of Chi Temple, and didn't say much when he heard the words. He took a handkerchief from his pocket, walked forward and picked up the mirror with the kerchief, and threw it into the trash can.

"Sir, I will wash my hands first, and then push you back to the room."

Chisi's eyes moved lightly, and his voice was cold, "No, I'll go back by myself later."

The butler left respectfully.

The surroundings became quiet again.

Rong Huang's white and tender flower bones patted the mud in the tank, and a sharp point slowly emerged again.

Before seeing the situation clearly, Huaguduo was pinched by one hand.

Rong Huang suddenly felt his whole body tremble, and a strange numb sensation rushed from the sky to the soles of his feet.

Rong Huang opened his eyes and saw that Chi Temple had already come to the side of the big tank.

Rong Huang...Rong Huang was just held in his hand by the man, and he dared not move.

"Fairy?" The man's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked sharply at the white lotus in his hand.

The existence of the Chi family dates back hundreds of years. It used to be a descendant of the demons. The patriarchs of the past were highly respected by the emperors of the dynasty and their status was impressive.

Later, because of offending a thousand-year-old monster, he was cursed, and the Chi family's direct line did not live to be thirty years old.

Gradually, the Chi family was defeated in the aspect of demons and demons.

Although the Chi family no longer casts demons, their status in Beijing is still not to be underestimated, and demons dare not act as demons in the old house.

Unexpectedly, a lotus essence appeared in the old house.

Chi Si looked at Bailian who was tremblingly trying to escape from his hand, and the corner of his mouth was lightly curved.

"Pretend to be dead?" The man's voice was dull, and he couldn't hear the slightest extra emotion.

It seems that too much emotion is a burden to him.

Rong Huang clearly felt that his small waist was pinched, and the warm touch almost made Rong Huang soften the whole flower.

"You, you, you pinch me so uncomfortable, let go of my duck!"

Chisi heard the milky anger of the little girl's milk.

The fingertips on the armrest moved lightly, Chi Temple did not let go, but squeezed it tighter.

Xu Shi had nothing to do except to deal with company affairs on weekdays, and Chi Si actually thought this little demon was very cute.

Especially when teasing, the white buds are trembling gently.

Shaking so cute.

Seems to be scared of him?

Chisi had a care in his heart, and immediately let go of his hand, letting Xiao Bailian fall into the mud, and once again touched the mud.

There was no guilt on Chisi's handsome and innocent face, and he raised his hand into the tank and pushed away the other eye-catching lotus flowers around Rong Huang.

"Are you able to get up?" Chi Temple asked.

Rong Huang took a mouthful of mud and was working hard to spit it out. After hearing this, he was out of breath, and he hummed hard at the mouth of the cylinder to support the stem.

"Do you think I can get up?" Rong Huang snorted, bent down the stem, and slapped the back of the man's hand on the edge of the tank with a flower bone.

"Humph! Let you bully me!"