Just a glance at him, the slightly gloomy and sharp aura of dissatisfaction can almost make people tremble, and they dare not say anything to him at all.
So, the regular check-up was delayed for a long time, and that's when a lot of problems were discovered during the check-up.
It was the same as the usual instructions before, except that this time there was an additional Chu Ci. No matter if you had a cold face or something, this little guy was not afraid of him at all. After fighting with her for a long time, he was often the one who surrendered in the end.
Yan Ting snorted and laughed, but didn't take off his coat. He just listened to the little girl calling him a sick person. His eyes narrowed dangerously, and he stood up, raised his eyebrows, and approached the dining table.
The spirit bird, which was originally chirping and eating grains, tilted its head and watched Yan Ting coming over. It jumped back two steps and then flew away vigilantly.
Chu Ci was still sitting on the chair, tilting her head to watch him approach.
"A sick person?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a low voice.
Chu Ci raised her head and responded without hesitation, and deliberately emphasized, "Yes, sick people!"
As long as you give in to her a little, she will make trouble.
Yan Ting smiled and raised his hand to pinch Chu Ci's cheek.
The little girl dodged back slightly, and his hand fell on her shoulder.
Chu Ci was stunned.
Yan Ting was also stunned, feeling the subtle sensation under his hands. He did touch something, but he only felt a resistance.
While the little girl was stunned, Yan Ting bent down, tightened his hands around Chu Ci's slender waist, and applied a little force with his wrists.
Chu Ci let out a low cry, subconsciously raised her hand and placed it on his shoulder, blinking as she watched him lift her up.
I could touch her, but she felt so light in my hands, and it took almost no effort to lift her to this height.
The little girl was still blindfolded, with her hands on his shoulders, and the look of "what can you do to me" on her face turned into one of confusion.
Then she reacted, her body swayed slightly, the resistance in Yan Ting's hand disappeared, and the little girl landed lightly on the ground, lowering her head to look at her little hand.
Yan Ting couldn't touch it again.
He pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, and he rubbed his fingers, recalling the feeling just now.
Now that he couldn't touch it, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.
Before he could fully react, he saw the little girl tilting her head and uttering a puzzled "ah", then raising her hand and reaching out to him again.
She tentatively held his fingertips.
"Yes."
The little girl blinked and spoke softly and in surprise.
The feeling of touching it is very strange. There is no temperature, and it doesn’t feel like touching the skin. It feels like the air is pressurized and something is squeezing towards it.
Yan Ting subconsciously lowered his eyes and tightened his grip.
Chu Ci was completely unaware of his actions and curiously shook the hand that was holding his.
"Yeah," he murmured, his voice slightly hoarse, not knowing what he had in mind, "I'll try too."
How do you try? Chu Ci looked up at him.
After he finished speaking, he leaned over, stretched out his long arms, and embraced Chu Ci in his arms.
He was indeed holding something, and there was an indescribable gentle force around his waist.
The little girl subconsciously hugged him with her backhand.
The corners of Yan Ting's lips curled up, and the coat draped over his shoulders slipped down because of his movement.
'Yan Ting's love value +5, currently 51.'
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