Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Obviously, his breath is so transparent, but his movements are stupid.

Chabai silently surveyed on the side and found nothing unusual. This little bird is indeed full of aura, and there is a broken bird's nest on the window. It is estimated that the bird's nest was washed out in a thunderstorm before it fell. .

But the birds that can build nests at this height are definitely not ordinary birds. In a word, they are not bad things, and there is no harm in bringing them in.

After receiving Chabai's information, Chu Ci nodded his little head, looking at him with bright eyes.

This small look after thinking about it for a while made Yan Ting swallow back what he had originally wanted to tease her, raised his brows slightly, straightened up and opened the window.

The rain blew in along the cracks in the window, and the cool breath made Yan Ting cough slightly. Chu Ci moved her gaze away from the little bird she was protecting and looked at him without hesitation.

The chubby bird outside could no longer hold the window open, fluttering with its little wings, trying to fly.

But probably it was still too young, and the flying skills were not well mastered. The wings were completely wet again, and after a few flutters, they didn't flop, and even almost fell off the narrow window edge.

Chu Ci was still concentrating, thinking about the feeling of picking up the piece of paper before, and holding it up, so as to prevent it from falling from a place more than ten stories high.

Yan Ting had opened the window completely, leaned forward, took the little guy in his hand, and carried it out.

Chu Ci retracted his hand and watched Yan Ting close the window. In just a few seconds, the wind and rain outside had already drenched Yan Ting's sleeves.

Then the body was soaked, and looked pitifully trembling, and tweeting about to tremble again, I heard the man who took him into the warm room and said quietly, "Flick the water again. You throw it down from here."

Chu Ci saw that the little fat bird stiffened, his feathers dripping with water, his small paws left several messy triangular footprints on the table, and the bright bean eyes pounced pitifully in Chu Ci's direction.

Of course, it was still the same, and Yan Ting was not so kind. Then this silly and fragile bird looked at it with such cold eyes as it threw away and fell to the ground.

Seeing the little girl staring at him, pointing at him and then at the stupid bird that fell into a circle on the ground, Yan Ting picked up his eyes, turned around and took his mobile phone out of the charger.

Seeing the little girl's eyes lit up, she fluttered back into his phone.

The bird over there also recovered, staring at his own pair of bean eyes blankly and looking around, as if looking for where Chu Ci was still here just now.

Yan Ting didn't bother to care about it. Bringing it in was just trying to find something for Chu Ci to tease when he was working. The little girl who saved him would come over and shake him in a few minutes.

He dropped his eyes indifferently, and saw that the memo software had not been opened by the little girl.

‘Hurry up and change your clothes. ’

The little girl stood beside the line and looked at him, her little head tilted unconsciously.

What he carried under his eyes was indeed...worry for him.

‘If you are sick, you will feel bad. ’

Seeing these words, Yan Ting paused, his eyes were dull, and the tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lips unconsciously.