He spoke clearly and steadily, and each word was pronounced with a hint of coldness and danger. It seemed to be a joke, but also as if if Chu Ci just said a name, he would cut that person into pieces.
"No one bullies me." Chu Ci was a little surprised why he asked that, but still answered obediently.
Because there was no one around and Wen Jing was still asleep, he didn't stop Chu Ci. Cha Bai, who had seen Chu Ci's domineering behavior along the way, said: That's right, whoever dares to bully you must be able to bully you.
Is there no one...?
Wen Jing lowered his eyes, the emotion in his eyes was hard to discern. He raised his fingertips and rubbed the scar at the corner of Chu Ci's eye, rubbing it lightly, and then pressed it with a hint of malice.
Chu Ci herself hadn't paid much attention to this tiny wound before, but when he pressed it, her body suddenly shrank, she let out a light breath, and wanted to jump out of Wen Jing's arms.
But it was not that simple. Wen Jing raised his hand and grabbed the little girl, pressing her into his arms again. The little girl's soft cheek was buried in his chest. The familiar feeling and the familiar breath made Wen Jing feel very comfortable, even a little cozy.
"What are you doing?" The little girl was pressed in his arms, and the ding-ding-ding sound of tea-white tea came to her ears. Chu Ci finally suppressed the urge to push him out. Her voice was a little muffled, and she asked with her little hands on his chest.
The little girl's soft breath fell on his chest, her fingertips felt slightly cold, which slightly stimulated his hot chest.
Wen Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and began to settle the score. This kind of thing was what he was best at.
"Didn't you say before that I was your beast?"
"Protect me and don't be afraid? Kiss, hug, and lift me up high? And, Porcelain Baby, what is a little rabbit?"
Chu Ci: ...
Damn, how come he heard everything?
"That's right..." Chu Ci paused for a moment, then her eyes fixed, and she leaned on his chest and spoke righteously, her eyes not forgetting to lift up with great effort to meet his gaze, letting him see the sincerity in her eyes, "I think Bunny is so cute."
All he knows is using his innocent face to deceive people.
The little girl's cheeks were squeezed a little flat, and she tilted her head slightly with difficulty, looking at him with her pair of 'sincere' big eyes.
Wen Jing sneered when he heard this, raised his hand and pinched her cheek, and said in a very soft voice, "How can I be as cute as you."
Then he raised his hand to remove the leaves stuck in the little girl's hair, and wiped the dust off the little girl's face. He watched the little girl shrink back slightly in discomfort. Of course, she couldn't get out of his arms in the end. She was just suffocating in his arms. He said, "Can you put on your clothes first?"
Wen Jing responded softly, holding Chu Ci with one hand and pulling his clothes together with the other. Then he looked around nonchalantly and frowned, "What are you doing here for no reason?"
Chu Ci then remembered the pitiful little grass in her hand. She raised her hand and handed the grass, which had wilted a little due to her strength, to Wen Jing.
Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes to look at the wilted little plant that Chu Ci was holding up. His eyebrows raised slightly, and he raised his hand to touch the wilted leaves in confusion.
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