Chapter 42: Who Is She Talking To?

The children's version of the doll, held in her arms, is slightly childish.

But looking at Yan Chengchi's gaze, Xia Changyue could only stubbornly say that he liked the Beetle.

"Xia Changyue, you still like dolls when you're so big, you have a really strong taste." After a long time, Yan Chengchi spit out a sentence in a strange way, stepped forward, picked up the doll from her hand, and squinted his evil eyes to look at it.

Beetle again......

What the hell.

He just met a kid wearing a Beetle children's mask outside the gate of the villa today, and the tires of his car were punctured.

Now he sees a beetle doll in the villa, and even his woman has been captured, is his life going to be surrounded by a beetle?

Yan Chengchi's pupils tightened, and he opened his lips coldly, "It's lost." ”

"What?" Xia Changyue was stunned, looked at him in astonishment, and looked down at the doll in her hand again.

Although it is a bit naΓ―ve to play with a children's version of a doll at her age, but the doll didn't offend him, why did she lose it?

This is also a thoughtful sleep pillow given to her by her precious son.

Don't lose it.

Xia Changyue nervously snatched the doll from his hand and held it in his arms, "I just hugged it when I was sleeping, if you don't like it, I will receive it in the cabinet during the day and won't let you see it." ”

"It's enough to hug me when you sleep, what kind of doll!" Yan Chengchi gritted his teeth.

"I like to hold dolls." Xia Changyue insisted.

Yan Chengchi's face immediately darkened, and he held back a sentence from between his teeth, "You mean I'm not as good as a doll?" ”

"Yan Chengchi, look how cute this beetle is." Xia Changyue picked up one of the tentacles of the doll and shook it in front of him, trying to convince him.

"You're trying to tell me now, I'm not as good as a bug? Xia Changyue, you are looking for death! Yan Chengchi's face turned completely black to the bottom of the pot.

Xia Changyue: "......"

She really just wanted to keep a doll......

"I'll lose it."

Xia Changyue reluctantly looked at the doll in his hand, then glanced at Yan Chengchi, who was furious, and spoke reluctantly.

Forget it, she still shouldn't anger him, and she will be the one who will suffer when the time comes.

She held the doll in her arms, drooped her little head, and walked out of the room.

The trash can in the room was too small, and she had to go to the trash can in the yard to throw the doll away.

Xia Changyue walked downstairs while scolding Yan Chengchi hundreds of times in his heart......

Overbearing!

Stingy!

Be careful again!

Isn't it just a doll, what's wrong with taking up a little bit of his bed?

Didn't he run to her room every day to get a bed? There is no room for people at all.

Finally walked to the yard, Xia Changyue gritted his teeth, and was just about to throw the doll in the trash, when the mobile phone suddenly rang.

She glanced down at the caller ID, and her nerves froze.

He raised his head suddenly, glanced around, and made sure that there was no one, so he quietly hid next to the trash can and picked up the phone.

"Brother Han, what's wrong?"

"King Hanhan misses you, does Xiao Yueyue miss me?" The little guy's immature voice came from the other end of the phone, with the domineering of the demon king of the mixed world.

"Of course, Xiao Yueyue has been thinking about you." Xia Changyue knew that the little guy was insecure again, so he squatted down and coaxed him softly.

finally coaxed the little guy and hung up the phone, only to suddenly remember that she had come to throw the doll.

As soon as he was about to stand up from the ground with the doll in his arms, a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

In the next second, a pair of shiny leather shoes met her eyes.

There are also men with inquiring evil eyes......