Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

After seeing the keyboard, he was very curious and raised his hand to try to touch the rectangular letter keys, but just after pressing a'p\', Yan Ting raised his hand and pressed the delete button with his fingertip. In about two seconds, the long string of sentences that Chu Ci had just typed out was completely deleted.

Yan Ting was supervising his mobile phone, still no emotion in his eyes.

As for the messy breath that the little guy said, he naturally knew in his heart that it was mostly referring to the hands and feet that the grandmother used to him, and it was no surprise that she could see it as an inhuman creature.

It's just that why should he believe in a guy whose origin is unknown, his identity is unknown, and he doesn't know what he has and what purpose he has when he first met?

Seeing the movement of his fingertips, Chu Ci turned his head and glanced at the deleted clean memo page, his eyes stared, and he waved his little hand as if dissatisfied.

Standing up, walking to the side and pulling up the keyboard software, the keyboard shifted. The phone that Yan Ting originally pressed on the delete button was also pressed on the carriage return below. He raised his fingertips expressionlessly, tightly. Then I saw another line of text appearing crackling on the memo page.

It shouldn't be said to be words, just a long string of garbled characters, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

Yan Ting moved his fingertips upwards and continued to press the delete button, deleting those words, and shook the phone slightly. This was the answer, "Get out of my phone."

He deliberately increased the tone of the words ‘my phone’, his voice couldn’t be heard, his dark eyes stared at Chu Ci’s.

Chu Ci stopped when he heard this sentence, and a pair of eyes blinked. This is the only way to stand on the keyboard software, step on the software back to its original position, and then sit on the keyboard obediently. Small look.

A line of words also appeared on the note.

‘It’s raining heavily, can you take shelter first? ’

I might be able to keep up even after throwing the phone. I couldn't call her or listen. There was nothing to do with her. Yan Ting's eyebrows pounded and he pressed the screen off.

Originally, it was like a room inside the phone. At this moment, Yan Ting pressed the lock screen, and the surrounding area was instantly dark. Chu Ci stayed in it for a few seconds, and could not help but brighten Yan Ting's screen again.

The phone screen in his hand lit up again, and Yan Ting lowered his head to meet Chu Ci's eyes again.

His icy eyes flashed an impatience. He was about to press the shutdown button. The little girl seemed to have noticed his intention. When he pressed the various function keys, she accurately captured the shutdown button, and then held the shutdown button. The key button runs across the screen.

Just not let him press it down.

The corners of Yan Ting's lips twitched, looking at the little **** the screen of his mobile phone, and finally couldn't help but press on her.

In the end, he really let him hold it down. The little girl's skirt was pulled by him, she staggered a few steps, and the shutdown button in her hand fell out without holding her.

She turned her head and glanced dissatisfiedly at the hem of her seized skirt, raised her hand and pulled it, but she didn't pull it, and almost broke her skirt. Chu Ci took her hand unwillingly. The cheeks bulged, looking like they were angry with him.

It’s rare that someone dared to be angry with him like this, and as far as he knew, Lingma’s research was not an orthodox Taoist method. It is impossible for him to have a ghost as clean as this little girl. Yan Ting still held down Chu Ci’s skirt. Pendulum, the eyebrows raised slightly while thinking about this.

‘Yan Ting’s love value is +6, currently -30. ’