Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

The rain outside the window became louder and louder, hitting the glass heavily.

At this time, Shen Yibai should be in the study room upstairs. Chu Ci curled up slightly, feeling a little cold.

There are still a lot of differences between the 13 or 14-year-old girl and the cute little dumpling five or six years ago.

Her body stretched a lot, her face opened, and she became clear and beautiful. It happened that she had a small round face with a little baby fat on her face. At first glance, she looked cute and cute.

Chu Ci heaved a sigh of **** soup that was poured into the big cup at the moment. It seemed that this way he could get rid of the pungent taste that he had just drunk. Her little brows wrinkled, and she drew in the blanket while looking worried at her. Her aunt who handed the cup was extremely skillful.

"If you want something sweet, **** soup is terrible."

As she spoke, she stuck her tongue out and made a small expression of dissatisfaction and disgust.

It's not easy enough, enough to see that she has really used this trick to act like a baby with others over the years.

But with such a use, no one can stand her acting like a baby.

At least the aunt on duty today was so heartbroken by Chu Ci that she finally brought her a donut.

Chu Ci smiled contentedly and well and showed his dimples, and took a bite on the donut, but after eating half of it, he felt something was wrong.

There was a faint pain in the lower abdomen. At first, it was just a little bit. She didn't care. Later, it became more and more painful. Chu Ci frowned tightly, realizing something, and was about to call the aunt who had already walked to the kitchen.

There was a sound from upstairs, and a boy in a black hoodie walked down from the second floor.

The boy was only eleven or twelve years old, and the boy was developing late. In the past few years, he has not been able to increase his height, but he is already about the same height as Chu Ci, or even higher than Chu Ci.

He has a delicate face and fair skin. In the past few years, his condition has improved a lot. After he is less resistant to the outside world, his skin is no longer that kind of sickly pale. As the heir of the Shen family, he has to learn a lot and gradually From the original thin-looking Xiao Zhengtai to a precious and indifferent young boy, he basically disappeared from the thin and thin appearance of the year.

At this moment, those dark coffee-colored eyes were already staring at Chu Ci sitting on the sofa, and the fine black hair fell on his forehead, looking delicate and innocent.

Chu Ci raised his head and glanced at his watch subconsciously. It was not time for his get out of class to end. Obviously this person heard her come back and ended get out of class early.

Thinking of this, the man had already walked down the stairs and stood in front of her. He looked at her with a pair of eyes and noticed that something was wrong with her. He frowned, squatted down and raised his hand to touch Chu Ci’s cheek. She glanced at the half of the donuts she hadn't finished eating.

"Porcelain treasure?"

Because his voice hasn't passed the change of voice period, it is still half childish, but it sounds a little clear, just like the feeling he gives others, faint.

Touching the beads of sweat coming out of her forehead, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and the bottom of his eyes was a little bewildered, "What's the matter?"

The pain came quickly and hard, Chu Ci gasped softly, and brought a muffled groan from his throat.

This was the hardest time she came to the aunt after experiencing these planes.