Obediently nodded.

It doesn't matter, she can touch it, not now, it will always be okay in the future.

The demon came to him.

Edward looked loveless.

The demon smiled, "Let's go, I'd love to talk to my aunt too." ”

Su Ci didn't understand, and Edward had only left for the afternoon, his fluffy curls were pitted as if they had been gnawed by a dog.

It still looks a little ugly.

She stared at Edward's head a little lost, and finally tensed her little face, learning to comfort herself.

It doesn't matter, it will grow again.

When it grows, you can touch it.

It rained for three days, and there was thunder for three days, and Su Ci was very sympathetic and asked Edward to sleep with them.

The smile on the demon's face stiffened a little when he heard this.

Edward was filled with joy and sorrow.

Su Ci took the opportunity to touch the curly hair that was gnawed by the dog, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, we are here." ”

She sincerely thought to herself, it's not very easy to touch, it's still fluffy and easy to touch.

Facing the demon's slightly raised eyebrows, Edward stroked his remaining hair with teary eyes and nodded.

It's just that he still underestimated the vileness of the devil.

When Edward was watched wetting the bed, his face turned red, and he clutched his pants and said, "I'm not, I don't." ”

The little angel said comfortingly, "Don't be shy, Edward, it's okay, I don't blame you." ”

How lovely she was, beautiful black eyes, pure and clean. The baby fat is soft and soft, and the silver-white hair is quietly and softly scattered, like the most beautiful existence in the world.

Edward was impressed.

But he reacted, wiped his tears with teary eyes, and said aggrievedly: "I'm not, I don't, I haven't wet the bed, I haven't had it for a long time...."

The demon interrupted him and said with concern, "Edward, didn't I tell you not to drink so much grape juice yesterday?" ”

Edward looked at his cousin's delicate and beautiful face, how elegant and noble he looked, but his soul was black.

He hugged the pillow, only to feel that there was not much left of his majesty as a man, and ran out crying with the pillow.

Su Ci blinked, wanting to stretch out his hand to stop him.

She pursed her lips slightly.

Long eyelashes tremble slightly.

After all, curly hair still wants to be touched.

But he was stopped by the devil, and he said righteously: "Edward's self-esteem is very strong, and when it cools down, he will forget about this unhappy incident." ”

-

Edward had been oppressed by demons for a long time, and the small universe inside him exploded.

He decides to compete for the little angel's affection.

Let the demon jump to his feet and get angry, even angry, it is better to anger him.

Edward's proudest thing is his horns and wings, demons love to compare with each other, the more powerful the demon, the more beautiful the horns and wings.

So he secretly pulled the little angel over, puffed up his chest, and said proudly, "Do you want to see my horns and wings?" ”

The money jar shook his head.

She said, "I just want to see my brother." ”

Edward snorted, "Did Satan never show you his horns and wings?" ”

Su Ci pursed her lips and did not speak.

She looked at Edward's gaze with less warmth than before.

But Edward didn't notice, he kept talking: "A demon like him won't show angels his horns and wings, but if you want to see them, I can show you!" ”