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

Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Yu Ye: The little girl is really terrible

    In the study, Yu Huaizhi, who was sitting in front of the computer, tapped the keyboard a few times before he didn't want to work, couldn't see anything, leaned on the office chair and rubbed his forehead.

    There was a hint of helplessness on Qing Jun's face, and there was a little irritability between his eyebrows.

    My mind is full of the little girl's puffy face, and the voice that she is not allowed to kiss.

    Leaning on the back of the chair, he raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky. He suddenly thought of the lipstick mark on the little girl's face in the afternoon, and the narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly sullen.

    People he couldn't touch were kissed so easily by others.

    Yu Huaizhi, who was angry for no reason, closed his eyes and tried to calm down his emotions.

    At this time, the closed door was pushed open, and a small foot came in quietly.

    Hearing the movement in his ears, Yu Huaizhi slowly opened his eyes, suppressed the extreme indifference in his eyes, and turned his head to see the little girl who was tiptoeing.

    Yu Huaizhi raised his eyebrows as he watched the little girl walk in with a porcelain-white flowerpot, and put the flowerpot on his desk on his own.

    "Don't like it?" Yu Huaizhi asked suspiciously, looking at the little girl who brought the flowers back.

    When he thought about coaxing the little girl, he thought that she likes flowers.

    I suddenly remembered this flower that I had inadvertently seen a few years ago, and felt that the little girl would definitely like it.

    Never thought that she didn't like it?

    After placing the flowerpot, Jiu Ci raised his head to look at him, looked into the vast sea of ​​stars, and came to Yu Huai with a stern face.

    Silently pulled him to stand up, and a pair of small hands began to move up and down.

    Yu Huaizhi stood up obediently, and looked down at the little girl who was groping in his arms and clinging to his back and shoulders.

    With a smile in his eyes, he approached the other party with a meaningful chuckle, "Cibao is frivolous again."

    The little hand that was touching his body stopped, and the silent man raised his head to look at him , pursed his lips, and pursed his lips. Yingguang shone in the cat's pupils.

    The smile on Yu Huaizhi's mouth fell, and when he looked at the little girl with wet eyes, he panicked for a moment.

    A big hand touched Bai Nen's face, rubbed it lightly, and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"

    Jiu Ci, whose eyes were covered in water droplets, raised his eyes and glared at him, and his small hand held his wrist, and penetrated into the traces of spiritual energy. His internal circulation check.

    Purple iris, a spiritual grass that is extremely difficult to find in the Cultivation Continent, grows on the steep mountains and cliffs full of frost.

    Hard to find and hard to pick.

    She once found one, but who was the flower for?

    "If your husband is disobedient, you will be beaten." Jiu Ci raised her head and blinked her big watery eyes, educating someone seriously.