Chu Ci was hugged and watched his coat slip to the ground, leaving only a thin sweater.

He raised his hand and pushed him, but because Chu Ci is still in the form of a ghost, no matter how strong Chu Ci is, he is also limited by this body. To Yan Ting, this force is like a relatively strong wind.

"Put on your coat." The little girl raised her eyes and said reluctantly.

Yan Ting lowered his eyes and felt the touch in his arms, as if holding a ball of wind, he couldn't smell anything, let alone warm fragrant nephrite, but it just made him feel indescribable.

Don't want to let go.

He didn't speak, he felt it slowly, and then the corners of his lips rose a little.

One that only he can see, can only follow him, and only he can touch, only belongs to him...

Just thinking about it makes people feel an indescribable excitement.

"I don't want to loosen it." He whispered, opened a little, lowered his eyes to meet Chu Ci's eyes, his eyes looked a bit sharp, usually lazy with a little coldness, which always makes people I feel fierce.

At this moment, the distance was a little close, and I just looked at Chu Ci with my eyes down. The sharpness had disappeared a lot, with a bit of innocence, his voice was low, and it sounded a little seductive.

His body got closer again, and tried to get closer to Chu Ci, only to see the little girl tilting her head and looking at him for a moment, and then she stood on tiptoe.

When the wind touched his cheeks, Yan Ting's body was slightly stiff, stunned, and the touch in his arms disappeared. The little girl walked out of his arms, took the coat and put it on his shoulder again.

‘Yan Ting’s love value +3, currently 54. ’

Seeing him standing upright, she slapped her hand and smiled with her head tilted. She wanted to touch his hair, but now he stood up straight and raised his hand, it really couldn't reach his hair.

Yan Ting watched Chu Ci's movements and subconsciously wanted to lower her head. As a result, she saw that the little girl's smile disappeared a lot. Satisfied, he raised his hand and touched his hair.

Like a light breeze.

The voice is also soft.

"Okay, good boy."

"It should be you behaved, kid."

Yan Ting raised his hand and gently touched his cheek, curled the corners of his lips, and said in a dumb voice.

It's not early at this time. Recently, Chu Ci, who has strictly controlled Yan Ting's work and rest, glanced at the watch on the wall and said seriously, "Little Yan Ting, you should go to bed."

Instant grudges.

Yan Ting raised his eyebrows, looking at the little guy who held his chest condescendingly at him.

"I'll supervise you, go to sleep." Seeing him still, Chu Ci added.

Supervision?

Hearing this word, Yan Ting's brows stirred, but he didn't struggle any more, turned and walked towards the bedroom, Chu Ci floating behind him.

At this time, the light overhead suddenly went out.

Then it returned to normal after a few flashes.

The air seemed to have cooled down all of a sudden, Chu Ci was taken aback and landed lightly, looking left and right.

Yan Ting's footsteps also stopped, and he turned back and walked behind Chu Ci and enveloped Chu Ci in his own breath. This was the only way to speak in a low voice.

"What's coming in?"

Chu Ci looked around and shook his head.

Isn't that right? After all, Yan Ting is here, so those things dare not come.