Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort

And just as he was about to turn around to leave, a loud noise came from the door.

His back suddenly froze.

He was so seduced that he didn't even hear footsteps behind the door.

Then the door was opened from the inside.

Then, the beautiful face was revealed.

I saw her wrinkling her nose and looked at him with a disgust on her shoulders, "will you come back?"

"What?" For her inexplicable emotion, Xiao Xu looked back from the stiffness and looked at her with a little doubt. The little guy seemed to really talk to Huoling, and was a little unhappy.

"Gentle township!" Chu Qingyan opened the door, walked in with a shake of his hand, and left him alone.

Mengxianlou, ha ha, where is the place to eat?

Sure enough, no matter whether it is a shopping mall or officialdom, that kind of sensuality is inseparable.

She felt uncomfortable when she thought of a woman holding a woman in her left hand and a woman in her right hand.

Xiao Xu knew for a moment, he strode in, and a smile arose from the corner of his mouth, "I didn't touch those people."

As soon as the words came down, Xiao Xu thought about it and added, "You know I have clean habit."

Chu Qingyan glanced back at him, she knew that the big ice cube didn't bother to lie, and the depression in her heart was gone. It really comes fast, so fast.

"Then what are you going to do there?" Not angry, she had a slight smile on her face, and turned her head and asked curiously.

She has been by his side for so long and hasn't seen him in those places. When she heard the report of Fire Spirit today, she was really shocked.

"I said, do you believe it or not?" Xiao Xu sat down in front of her with a tone of ease, and then glanced at the tea, Chu Qingyan automatically poured him a cup of tea.

"Purely eating in that kind of place, Yang Qing also wanted to figure it out." Chu Qingyan remembered Yang Qing who looked so honest on the surface, but secretly such a flowery intestine, it seemed that he could not really leave Xiaohuan in Yang House.

Xiao Xu drank tea and said nothing.

And Yang Qing, who poured tea at home, inexplicably carried a black pot, and was inexplicably remembered by Chu Qingyan.

"By the big ice cube, do you remember the young daughter of the Yang family?" Chu Qingyan remembered the business.

"Um." Xiao Xu had a hunch.

Chu Qingyan rubbed her hands secretly. She knew that the big ice cube would not wait to see Xiaohuan, but she still wanted to discuss with him.

"Big ice, I want to leave with a small ring."

Xiao Xu's fingers holding the tea cup seemed to be tight, but his tone was still calm and authentic, "Why?"

Chu Qingyan saw that he was not angry and showed no dissatisfaction, so he let go of his courage.

"Xiaohuan is not doing well in Yangfu."

"If she doesn't like being in Yangfu, I can arrange another place for her to keep her safe and sound."

Before she dared to speak, he intercepted the words, Chu Qingyan shook her head and continued.

"Xiaohuan is alone and has no friends, and her family is not like her family. She said she wants to stay with me."

"I can arrange for her to let her know more people and get involved in different circles."

She had just finished speaking and had been intercepted again.

"It's different."

"Nothing is different."

Repeatedly interrupted by others, she asked sincerely, but he casually rejected, Chu Qingyan felt that his good character would be polished by him.

"But I just want to take her away." Chu Qingyan snorted!

Very good, just dare to throw him a face just for an outsider.

"Now that you have made your decision, why discuss it with me again?" Xiao Xu set aside the tea cup in his hand and stood up.

Chu Qingyan rarely saw him so indifferent to himself, first a moment, staring at the tea spilled from the glass on the table, and suddenly stood up.

Xiao Xu looked at the person with his hands open in front of him to stop himself, and the corners of his thin mouth narrowed slightly.

"Big ice cube, are you angry with me?" Big ice cube was rarely irritated, and she was not sure if he was angry now.

"What do you say?" Xiao Xu suddenly had a headache. He was already so obvious. Why couldn't this little guy tell the difference. The anger seemed to hit the cotton.

At this time, a paw was placed on his sleeve, and he tugged gently.

Xiao Xu bowed her head, waiting for her to speak without saying a word.

"Big ice, I apologize first, and then you tell me, why are you angry?" She gave in.

She didn't know why on the way, Big Ice Cube held a dislike or hostile attitude towards Yang Xiaohuan. What went wrong? Da Ice Cube was not such a mean person. What the **** is wrong?

The person in front of him raised his small face and crystal clear eyes, and now looked at himself brightly, with doubt, anxiety, and innocence, but he did not complain about his inexplicable behavior.

Xiao Xu's eyes moved, then he reached out and embraced the girl in front of him.

This is the first time in so many years that he has taken the initiative.

Chu Qingyan has been stunned by him.

Then the enthusiasm from the cheeks was so real.

Xiao Xu's chin rested on her head, his eyes darkened.

Ask him why he is angry?

why?

He asked himself the same way.

Don't you want to be taken away by your own warmth?

When he saw the little guy and Yang Xiaohuan getting along for the first time, he had a strong hunch. This Yang Xiaohuan would share his warmth, sure enough, really!

In the past two decades, when he never met the little guy, he was not standing in the dark all the time, but her appearance pulled him, took him out of the darkness, and came to the light.

She is him, the only light, entangled in the palm, can not let go of the warmth.

He has nothing to lose, because those are not hiss, but only the warmth in his arms is his. If one day sees that she is releasing warmth to others, then he is no longer her unique ——

He has always been accustomed to whatever he wants, and has never been attached to anything, whether it is the position of Prince Xi Xuanyuan, the glory of the God of War, or the mother-in-law and the place where those people have always wanted him to stand, he has not taken it to heart.

This time, he discovered that it turned out that he also wanted something exclusive.

But the little guy in front of her was still young, she didn't seem to understand.

"Little guy, am I unique in your heart?"

No one could have imagined that the **** of indifference and bloodless warfare, who seemed to be high above the most noble prince of Xixuan, would one day be reverent, serious, worried, anticipating, and panicked. Ask such a humble question.

What he wants, warm?

It seems warm enough.

Seems to want more.

Unique, little one, my uniqueness gave you, how about you?