Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Like a child, he is unwilling to let go of his stubborn monopoly.

But the force holding her hand at this moment is very strange.

It's not the boyish possessiveness that I used to have, and the grip is not so tight, but it makes people unable to escape.

Just hold it like this, and gently knead it from time to time. The strength and kneading place makes Chu Ci tremble slightly every time.

It would be silly if he didn't notice what was going on at this time.

Although she knew that Zhao Jinhuai was definitely not as simple as she had seen before, it was indeed too obvious now.

Chu Ci pursed the corners of her lips, thinking about the dark color of Zhao Jinhuai's eyes that she seemed to have seen before, while trying to withdraw her hand.

Zhao Jinhuai let her go and collect it, but he followed Chu Ci two steps forward, still holding Chu Ci's hand, her lips pressed slightly, and then she slowly raised her head.

There was no expression on that delicate grandma's face, and she blinked a pair of eyes and looked at Chu Ci, like a delicate doll that can move. The original pair of translucent amber eyes have completely darkened, and her lips The horn seems to be trying to raise it.

But I tried for a few seconds, and I probably really found it a little difficult. The little boy with lonely eyes gave himself up and completely put down the stiff curve of his lips. Although this face is delicate, he does not smile. It was cold at the time and looked a little gloomy.

He didn't speak, just looked at Chu Ci.

"who are you?"

This is definitely not the little guy who tugged at her by the corner of her clothes before, okay?

He is now getting closer, trying to make his voice softer, but still with a low and hoarse adult male, "I am Zhao Jinhuai."

Realizing that Chu Ci did not resist his approach, a pleasant light flashed across his eyes, and he moved closer, his nose moved slightly, seeming to smell the unique taste of Chu Ci.

Then he raised his eyes, put his hand on Chu Ci's waist, and looked at Chu Ci.

At this time, he looked like he was pulling the corners of her clothes to death and unwilling to let go. The coolness in those dim eyes was clear, without any malice. From Chu Ci From a perspective, it also has a somewhat innocent taste.

Looking at Chu Ci's eyes, only thinking and not surprised, Zhao Jinhuai's voice was two points of joy, "Why? Don't you like it?"

"Dual personality?" Chu Ci slightly pursed the corners of his lips, and indeed he noticed the obvious difference between the two, and said tentatively.

Zhao Jinhuai blinked and didn't answer. With inquiring eyes, he looked at the hand he put on Chu Ci's waist. He was only eleven or twelve years old, and his hands were not big. He frowned slightly. I didn't pay attention to these details anymore, my fingertips just slid along Chu Ci's waist.

The fingertips gently kneaded with a sense of tentative research, obviously it should be a movement that didn't feel too much, and he just let him give a bit of color.

Chu Ci raised his hand to hold his hand, her delicate brows were also slightly frowned, "Don't you explain to me what's going on?"

Zhao Jinhuai responded with a low voice after hearing this, and was about to speak blankly, but there was a monster roar outside.

It seemed to be very close, as if passing by.