Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Although the golden lines are a bit tattered because of the fabric, the characters on it can still be seen faintly.

The pattern was worn on her with an unspeakable sense of mystery. Even though she was all embarrassed at the moment, it still gave people a sense of inexplicability.

It was a sense of estrangement that he hated, coming from a world he couldn't easily control and touch.

Chu Ci noticed that his gaze was wrong, and blinked and looked down at her in embarrassment. Although she didn't have any peculiar smell due to the effect of the spirit grass, she crawled out of the mud from the ground, and she was covered with dust. This is also the reason why he only touched carefully when comforting him just now.

At this moment, he took a closer look at himself, his lips were slightly shrunk, and he was obviously a little embarrassed by disgust.

Grey claws still grabbed his clothes, and were very dissatisfied with his thin clothes, and pulled him to go outside.

This person was stubborn and didn't move, his eyes faintly inattentive, like a prey hunter, his eyes were still red, and the person looking at him was a little flustered.

What is this trying to do?

Although Chu Ci could see that his eyes were wrong, he seemed to be overly emotional at the moment, and she really couldn't guess what the still sick guy wanted to make a fuss about.

Then I felt this person's hand loosened slightly, as if grabbing her hem.

Then there was a ‘tear and pull’.

Chu Ci's eyes whispered, and before he moved, he hugged her tightly. The tattered white dress on her was directly torn into rags and threw aside, leaving only the inside. A thin white shirt.

Seeing that the golden lines were completely destroyed, the gloomy aura in Yan Ting's eyes dissipated a lot.

He half hugged Chu Ci without looking upset at all, turned around and walked a few steps aside, as if the white cloth torn off by him was a scourge.

The weather was still a bit cold after all. She was only wearing her single clothes, and the cold wind was blowing. Chu Ci couldn't help but shrank slightly. Yan Ting looked at the bottom of his eyes, his face was not expression, but he raised his hand and wanted to take off his coat.

Chu Ci quickly raised his hand to hold his motion.

Originally, the two of them looked miserable enough. He still had a fever. If he took off his clothes and blew the wind in the middle of the night, Hu Lai should have a limit.

Seeing that some terrifying emotions surged in his eyes again, as if he was so afraid that she was pressed tightly in his arms, just pressing her with one hand, and pulling his clothes with one hand, hanging down. He stared at Chu Ci with his eyes.

This person was originally stubborn and headstrong, but no one dared to disobey him before, and he didn't have anything very persistent. To outsiders, this person was indifferent and cruel, terribly unacceptable.

Now he has given full play to the willfulness in his bones.

Chu Ci raised his hand, stretched his arm into his coat, and hugged his waist. At this moment, the two people's bodies were separated by two thin layers of fabric, and they were very close.

The temperature of the little girl's body is higher than that of his body, like a small stove, close to it.

Yan Ting paused, looked down at her, and felt that Chu Ci was tentatively squeezing the hard meat on his back, but he didn't squeeze as if he was a little dissatisfied and gently patted him. No matter what he did to tear her clothes nervously, she just got into his arms so softly.