Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

But when I deal with it, my thoughts just can't help but drift away, always thinking of this little girl unconsciously.

I don't know what this little girl is doing now.

When Mu Qi recovered, the pen in his hand had been stopped for a long time.

Look at the black spot on the file.

Mu's brow furrowed, and finally he suppressed the emotions in his heart, and this was the beginning of processing the documents.

And Chu Ci, who just ended the live broadcast at home, was eating the popcorn she just made while looking for a movie to watch.

Knowing that Mu Qi's love value has increased, and that it has increased very quickly, he can't help raising his brows.

This guy doesn't seem to be the kind of person who can watch live broadcasts, especially if this person does not know her account id by reason... or does he have any way to see it?

Moreover, this guy tends to think too much in his mind. He often turns his mind around and abducts himself to inexplicable places. There will be an inexplicable increase in love value, especially the last time she changed her relationship with the Chu family. After the explanation.

Chu Ci thought so, kicking on her white and tender feet, grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into her mouth, took a picture, and posted it.

Word ice: obviously there is no [picture].

‘Yes, yes, what did the master say! ’

‘There is no paste, where is the paste? ? Stand up if you are confused! I give him a big...watermelon to eat! ’

Chu Ci tilted his head and looked at the comment, and then a familiar system prompt sounded in his ear.

‘Mu Qi's love value +2, currently 33. ’

Chu Ci paused slightly with his fingertips, his eyes blinked, and he was thinking about the face that this person is usually cold. He obviously likes desserts, but he doesn’t say anything about it. Just hold on. You have to coax. , This uncle is just a few mouthfuls of joy like giving you face.

Hey, he is such a difficult man. This kind of man is probably called Meng Sao or Tsundere?

Chu Ci, who had silently assigned the titles of Mensao and Tsundere to Mu Qi, packed the remaining popcorn.

Until the afternoon, I still felt that my hobbies were not lost at all. In fact, Mu Qi, who was completely watching Chu Ci, drove home.

It wasn't dark outside. Although the temperature was higher, it wasn't that hot. The little girl should have been sitting in the yard to breathe, raising her eyes when she heard the sound.

There are two or three small plastic bags on the wooden woven table in front of them, which contain white popcorn.

Those Danfeng's eyes blinked, and after he got out of the car, he waved his little paws at him, obviously remembering his morning name, "Uncle Mu, this way!"

Seeing the little girl's heartless smile, and listening to Chu Ci's uncle Mu who opened his mouth, Mu's brows wrinkled again, and an already fierce face was even more frightening at this moment.

He didn't wear a suit jacket. He only wore a black shirt. With staring eyes and a deep expression on his face, he walked in such strides and walked all the way to the courtyard of Chu Ci's room, and he didn't stop before Chu Ci.

The thin cocooned fingertips lifted Chu Ci's chin like this, his black eyes were like cold pools without any other emotions, and he hung his head, looking at Chu Ci who raised his chin and looked at him.

The two got closer, and the smell of tobacco on the man's body mixed with the smell of cream on Chu Ci's body.