The little girl threw a tantrum and was very childish.
Wen Jing sneered.
She kicked off the shoes she had just casually put on, raised her hand to gather her clothes, and lazily curled up on the bed that was full of the scent of a little girl. If there was any difference from before, it was probably the lack of the big tail that swept her from time to time.
His golden-red eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze followed the little girl's movements.
Seeing Chu Ci gesture and find a light blue dress, she blinked while holding the dress. She didn't know what she thought of, and then she turned her head to look over, and suddenly met Wen Jing's golden-red eyes.
"What's wrong?" Wen Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at the clothes in Chu Ci's hand with a slightly critical look, "If you don't like it, I'll take you to buy new ones later."
He looks like a big boss with plenty of money.
But that's not the main problem.
Chu Ci touched her chin and softly said to him, "Turn around."
After hearing this, Wen Jing reacted and raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction. He had clearly seen it last time, so why couldn't he see it this time?
Wen Jing thought about the last time, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a hint of malice said, "No."
Bad guy.
Chu Ci pursed her lips and quickly walked to the bedside, staring at him with a pair of eyes, emphasizing each word, "Old, scoundrel!"
Old rogue? ?
Wen Jing's eyes darkened as he looked at the ignorant little girl in front of him, baring her teeth and provoking him with her fur raised.
It's really outrageous.
He raised his hand, grabbed the little girl's wrist and pulled her into his arms, then put his fingers on the little girl's soft little face, pinching and pulling.
"Hiss--" The little girl took a breath, stared at him and tried to pull his face. In the end, the two of them got into a fight, and the little girl jumped around trying to jump out of Wen Jing's arms.
But it was not that easy. He had just jumped halfway when Wen Jing, who was tall and had long arms, grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
I'm tired of the noise, and now it's finally quiet.
The little girl lay limply on his chest, her clothes a little messy from the fight just now. Her little face looked fair and delicate, her big round eyes covered with a layer of light mist, rolling around, and no one knew what she was paying attention to.
Looking at the innocent look of the little girl, Wen Jing subconsciously had a bad premonition in his heart. Sure enough, the little girl immediately pulled off his clothes, looking straight at him with a pair of watery eyes, and the corners of her lips slightly raised, bringing out sweet and intoxicating dimples, "Wen Jing, Jingjing, I want to hug the plush ball, okay?"
I just can't let go of his prototype.
"……not good."
The little girl blinked her eyes, put her two white and tender little hands together, and rubbed them slightly, like a fly rubbing its hands, "Is it okay?"
Get it, get it, and act like a spoiled child again.
Finally, the fluffy little red ball was held in the little girl's arms, and with a sigh on his face, he let the little girl pinch and knead him into a round shape.
It was simply eaten to death.
Wen Jing sighed and thought, then his body lightened again. Before Wen Jing could react to what happened, the surroundings suddenly became dark. He rolled twice, and then realized that it was his own clothes that covered his face, and his face also turned dark.
The little girl looks innocent, but actually she has a very bad heart.
Wen Jing pulled his little body out from the clothes, with his little head exposed. He lay on the bed and looked at the little girl who had put on her coat and was buttoning it, and sighed like this.
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