Yan Ting was untying the straps of the bathrobe, and suddenly he didn't know what he remembered, he glanced sideways at his mobile phone screen, and the corners of his lips took up a meaningless arc, and he spoke softly.

"It's neat and tidy, not piled up in a mess, and of course - not eaten."

Chu Ci's eyes widened, his white and tender calves stretched out, and he kicked slightly.

Hey—

One app can also be bitten.

Don't let you eat a mouthful, isn't that bullying?

Yan Ting saw the little guy lying on his mobile phone screen rolling around with the icon in his arms, and then opened the note in his arms indignantly.

Two super large words appeared on the screen, followed by several exclamation points.

'Badass!! ’

"Yes, it's me." Yan Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and took off his bathrobe, and responded casually.

He put on his pants, his shirt was unbuttoned with his gloves, and when he turned his head to look at his mobile phone screen, he saw that the little girl had neatly stacked those APPs together and put them in a large folder.

Then she sat aggrievedly with the sticky note app that she had gnawed on, her black hair was slightly curled, and her little face was full of depression.

Extremely unhappy.

It's almost time to lie down and roll again.

Yan Ting sneered in a low voice, his slender fingertips were holding his buttons while drooping his eyes, his black wet hair hung down, his face was pale, and he looked a little thin.

Chu Ci, who was leaning on the side, looked at it, but he still couldn't bring up any emotion on his face, and pressed the note icon open, and then a line of small words appeared.

'Go blow your hair. ’

"I, no." Yan Ting's light-colored lips opened and closed, and he spit out two words lightly, in fact, he didn't know what mood he was in now, but it was a little subtle, and he felt that it was quite interesting to have such a little guy by his side, no matter what her purpose was.

'Yan Ting's love value is +4, and the current is -8. ’

Chu Ci straightened up all of a sudden, his cheeks bulged, his fingers pointed at him dissatisfiedly, and finally he hugged his chest with both hands as if he was sulking.

You don't just don't care, she doesn't care if she catches a cold and gets sick.

Then he waved his hand to close the note, and once again held the software that was missing a small opening in his arms, and then lay down on his mobile phone screen and rolled, which was lying on his stomach and not moving.

This little picture looks extremely cute.

The expression on Yan Ting's face did not change much, but his dark eyes were slightly dark, and his fingertips reached over and gently poked at the little girl's cheek.

Only then did Chu Ci turn his head to look at him, and shrank to the side again in dissatisfaction.

He looked unwilling to deal with him.

inexplicably entangled him, and he was still angry with him?

Yan Ting couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, glanced at the time on his phone, stood up and got dressed, put the mobile phone with the screen still on in his pocket, and when he walked to the door, he saw a hair dryer not far away, he hesitated for a moment, and then raised his feet and went out directly.

By the time she drove the car out of the garage, the little girl on the screen was already asleep, hugging the sticky note app and curled up in a ball.

The rain outside was still falling, dripping, the weather was gloomy, and the busyness of the past few days made Yan Ting raise his hand and press his eyebrows, he was indeed a little tired.

Listening to the thunder outside, Yan Ting raised his hand and pressed off his mobile phone screen.

The little girl fell asleep and didn't turn on the screen again, Yan Ting started the car and rushed to the company.