As he said this, he pulled Chu Ci's hand up. His golden-red eyes had a hint of dark light in them as he pulled the little girl's hand to his chest.
Chu Ci blinked, raised her hand, and with a clever move, retracted it, saying seriously, "I'm only fifteen, don't act like a hooligan."
"Oh, then the gap between us is not that big, only about a hundred times, so it's not considered as hooliganism." Wen Jing thought for a while, curled his lips, lowered his eyes and said to Chu Ci.
Shocked by his shamelessness, Chu Ci stared at him with her innocent, watery eyes, and finally puffed out her cheeks, "Shameless."
She was seriously condemning him with a chubby face, and no matter how you looked at it... she looked extremely cute.
Wen Jing couldn't help but chuckle, and lowered his head to put his forehead against Chu Ci's.
As for the question of shame, he had already realized that his motives towards this little girl were not pure. He had already made up his mind to eat a little girl of fifteen or sixteen. Was face important?
It seems that it is indeed not important.
"Well, I have no shame."
He was really tall, with his black hair casually spread out behind him, swaying slightly. He wore a white coat casually, which gave him a sense of aloofness and nobility, but also a hint of evil because of the slightly raised corners of his lips.
Just teasing the little girl in his arms.
Chu Ci pursed her lips, a glint flashed in her eyes, and in this position she kissed him on the face, saying seriously, "Then I can only go back like a hooligan."
'Wen Jing's love value +5, currently 66.'
Wen Jing's body stiffened slightly. Looking at the serious face of the little girl, he couldn't help laughing and pressed Chu Ci into his arms.
"Then I'll allow you to be a hooligan a few more times."
Wen Jing's voice was dim, and he snorted and laughed as he looked at the little troublemaker in his arms. How did he get such a treasure?
Finally, under Chu Ci's supervision, Wen Jing obediently digested the medicinal effects of the spirit-repelling grass, and his spiritual consciousness quickly recovered. The two then prepared to return to Lingyi Sect.
But before going back, the two had some minor disagreements about certain things.
Chu Ci was being held by Wen Jing at the moment, sitting on a huge rock. He was sitting on the edge with a malicious intent, forcing Chu Ci to raise her hands to hug his neck. The little girl looked obedient and soft, with her lips slightly pursed, and said to him seriously, "I want to hold Maotuanzi."
Wen Jing: ...
"no."
You're a living person here, why are you hugging a furry ball?
"No, I want it." The little girl shook his neck slightly to bargain with him.
"It's me anyway, so it doesn't matter who you hug." Wen Jing's hair was tied up by a white jade crown at this moment, with only one or two strands of black hair falling down from the side disobediently. Compared with his previous evil look, he had a more free and easy feeling of immortal style. His brows were slightly frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"No, I don't feel comfortable hugging you." The little girl blinked her big eyes, pursed her lips, and looked at him eagerly, "Please, hold me, hold me."
The most important thing is that he carried out a fiery-colored ball of fur, and then took back a living person, which was really too conspicuous.
Chu Ci thought in his heart, and his face looked innocent.
In the end, Wen Jing looked at Chu Ci's innocent big eyes and was defeated.
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