Then he raised his hand and tapped his shoulder with a small fist.

When Fu Su lowered his head and looked over in confusion, Chu Ci blinked his eyes, his eyes were shining, and they were filled with sleepy but stars.

As if complimenting him.

Get on the road!

All day long, he knew that he was eating, drinking, and playing around. Fu Su laughed and patted Chu Ci on the forehead, "Sleep."

Chu Ci nodded in agreement.

Without him putting her on the bed, he just broke free, rolled around on the soft bed, and lifted his face from the soft bedding.

Only half of his round face was exposed, and his big eyes blinked, how cute and cute he looked.

‘Fu Su’s love value +3, currently 55. ’

But it just looks.

Fu Su recovered from Chu Ci's appearance like a little angel.

Raised his hand to take off his coat.

It was full of traces of this little guy's revenge.

After eating the oily residue of the pastry, I rubbed him on him after eating.

Obviously, he was worried about the bitter medicine he let her taste.

Looks like a little angel, but actually a little bastard.

I haven't been able to say what kind of her is, just like this, it's probably impossible to say who it is.

I can only tacitly acquiesce in my heart.

Who made her pit this little guy accidentally? Let's make a noise. Anyway, she was raised as a little ancestor.

But still can't make her too proud, no one can control her when the turmoil is turned upside down.

Throwing his coat aside, Fu Su raised his hand in twos and threes and spread it out flat on the bed. Obviously such a small one occupies most of the bed, and there is no girl who wants to make room for him. Hugged it up with a quilt.

Just like making dumplings, Chu Ci was tightly wrapped into a ball.

When Chu Ci reacted, he was already holding the carp ball and rolled inside, then turned off the light, lying on the bed outside, patted Chu Ci's small body, "Don't make noise, go to sleep."

He patted it on the quilt, Chu Ci didn't feel very obvious.

I don't know if it is because of the identity of this little girl. At night, when the surroundings are dark, her eyes always have a cold light, like the light of the moon.

In fact, this is Chu Ci's body absorbing power and constantly stable.

Chu Ci struggled a bit uncomfortably, her hair was messy, her voice was dissatisfied, "Are you making dumplings?"

Is this comfortable for sleeping?

Chu Ci moved, trying to bite him.

When Fu Su heard this, his brows frivolous, meaning something pointed, "Well, the skin is thin and the stuffing is big."

Chu Ci paused for a moment.

Fu Su had already loosened Chu Ci's bedding, allowing Chu Ci to adjust to a comfortable posture.

Holding Chu Ci planning to rest.

Then the little girl in her arms said dullly, "You are still saying I am fat."

Fu Su: "I don't have one."

You nonsense, how dare you?

Then a small hand came out of the quilt, followed Fu Su's waist, found a better place to pinch, pinched it, and turned it around.

Fu Su: Hiss——

Okay, I will offend this little girl all night.

Without saying any more, Fu Su felt Chu Ci pinch and withdrew his hand, pressed Chu Ci into his arms, and replied in a muffled voice, "Sleep."

The fish you want to raise, want to turn the sky, what else can you do besides being used to it? Even if your head is hurt by anger, don't you have to be spoiled?