(MTL)The soft and sticky spirit in Master Yu's eyes is a full-scale boss

Chapter 62

Chapter 62 Set up a stall and was caught by her husband again

    Qiu Ning, who has been completely ignored, can't you just stop your gaze from my heroic fight just now?

    However, Yu Huaizhi, who should have been waiting outside for Jiu Ci, was standing in a rare corner not far away, his eyes gloomy and cold with ice.

    At his feet lay several burly men rolling and wailing on the ground.

    Yu Huaizhi was still looking fresh, with a cute little backpack hanging on his shoulders, which was incompatible with his sinister temperament at the moment.

    Putting his hands in his pockets at will, he stood lazily in the mess, his black eyes under the broken hair were gloomy and gloomy, and he stared at the man who was crying in pain at his feet.

    "Don't come out to play and follow without being beaten like this."

    The man on the ground covered his stomach, his face pale in pain, and he couldn't say anything.

    Looking up at the handsome man looking down at him, his pupils shrank in horror.

    This man is not a man, but a devil, a devil.

    That kind of movement is not something that humans can have at all.

    Yu Huaizhi glanced coldly at the strong man with a terrified expression, and looked away in a hurry.

    It's time to go back, Cibao would be scared if he didn't see him when he came out.

    After Yu Huaizhi left, a group of people suddenly appeared, quietly and well-trained dragged the strong man on the ground and quickly cleaned up the scene.

    As soon as Yu Huai arrived, he saw the little girl come out with her hands raised and her short legs tapped, and when he saw his eyes light up a little, he ran towards him.

    Yu Huaizhi looked at the other party's wet and watery little hands, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why don't you wipe your hands?"

    After saying that, he took out a tissue from his pocket and held the little girl's little hand to wipe it for her naturally.

    "No tissue." Jiu Ci answered truthfully.

    The tall man lowered his head slightly, and wiped his hands gently and carefully for the little girl.

    Yu Huaizhi wiped his little hands, and his eyes fell on the slightly wet clothes, and he looked up lazily at the fluffy little girl.

    Jiu Ci lowered her eyes and glanced at the water stain on her stomach, inexplicably guilty.

    Yu Huaizhi sighed helplessly, squeezed his wet clothes, took off his jacket with his backhand and helped the little girl put it on, zipping the zipper to cover it tightly.

    The petite little girl put on his coat and her whole body was enveloped in the wide coat, making her look even more petite and soft.

    Yu Huaizhi hung the little girl's small backpack loosely on his shoulders, and pinched the little girl's white soft paws.

    "Going home?"

    "Well."

    Qiu Ning, who was hiding in the dark to observe secretly, watched the inexplicably harmonious and warm back of one tall and one short gradually fade away and disappear into the crowd.