Ye Qinghuan's face flashed a touch of Yiyu, but he proudly hugged the man in front of him, and said happily: "It's nothing." ”

Looking at his rare puzzled look, it's obvious that he hasn't done this before, huh...... So innocent.

Murong Jiu looked at the little girl suspiciously, and his intuition told him that there must be something, but the little girl had already nestled into his arms, found a comfortable position and squinted her eyes, and he could only give up.

"Huanhuan, Uncle Nine loves you so much." Murong Jiu couldn't help but kiss the smooth forehead, and the love in his heart was flooded.

But at the thought of the imminent separation, his dignified seven-foot man couldn't help but feel a little pantothenic acid in his heart.

"I love Uncle Nine too......" Ye Qinghuan muttered in a low voice, sleepiness hit.

After being relieved so violently, Ye Qinghuan's physical strength had already been overdrawn, and after tossing all night, she only slept for less than two hours, and she did not recover her energy at all.

After that, he accompanied Murong Jiu to find the boy in blue, and now he is too tired.

"Huanhuan ......" Murong Jiu reluctantly looked at the little girl's sleeping face, although he wanted to say a few more words to her, but he was also considerate of her body.

It's just that he kept staring at her, looking greedily, as if to imprint her in the depths of his mind.

Murong Jiu didn't feel sleepy, just fell asleep from Ye Qinghuan to Ye Qinghuan, and for more than three hours, his eyes fell on that beautiful little face, and his eyes were gentle.

Ye Qinghuan woke up in a warm embrace, and saw Murong Jiu's pair of beautiful phoenix eyes staring at her for a moment, and in addition to palpitations, she was more surprised: "Uncle Jiu, shouldn't you have not slept all the time?" ”

So saying, she sat up.

Murong Jiu lifted her waist, got up with her, lightly took the coat on the side, draped it over her shoulders, hooked her thin lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Seeing Huanhuan sleep soundly, I am equivalent to sleeping." ”

"......" Ye Qinghuan was speechless, and there was still this?

Is it that she has eaten, so he doesn't have to eat? What a saving!

"How does Huanhuan feel about her spirit?" Murong Jiu's slender jade fingers gently picked up the messy hair for her, straightened them out over and over again, and asked with a smile.

"Not bad!" Ye Qinghuan touched his cheek, hooked his lips and smiled: "I slept very sweetly in Uncle Jiu's arms." ”

Murong Jiu suddenly laughed: "Huanhuan's little mouth has been getting sweeter and sweeter recently. ”

With that, he lowered his head and kissed the red lip fiercely.

However, after a few moments he let go, and then took the lead in getting out of bed and putting on his galoshes.

"Uncle Nine, shall we go to Dongchu now?" Ye Qinghuan probably guessed Murong Jiu's thoughts from Murong Jiu's actions.

"Hmm." Murong Jiu smiled slightly, looked back at her with soft eyes, and his thin lips hooked a shallow arc: "We only have two days, and this one is just about the same, and we don't even have extra time to stay, so we have to leave immediately." ”

Ye Qinghuan thought about it, so she quickly got out of bed and quickly dressed herself.

The two of them finished taking care of it and quickly left the secret room.

At this moment, the night was dark, Murong Jiu wrapped Ye Qinghuan tightly with his outer robe, blocking the air, and hugged her to perform light skills in the night and quickly left Xiliang, flying in the direction of Dongchu.

Along the way, Ye Qinghuan didn't speak, quietly nestled in Murong Jiu's arms, she didn't want Murong Jiu to be too tired.

It wasn't until the two of them stepped into the land of Dongchu that the familiar folk customs greeted them, and Ye Qinghuan asked softly: "Uncle Jiu, have you thought about Dongchu?" ”