Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 631 Tao Zhiyaoyao, generosity and tolerance 8
The little hand reached out, slightly touching Mu Jiuyao's cheek, with a trace of gentle strength in the hand, slowly stroking it, and finally the corners of the lips rose slightly, with a hint of sweetness.

Jiujiu is his guardian alone...

There was a gleam of light in his eyes, and Yi Er squinted his eyes slightly, remembering the envious expressions of those elves who had not yet grown up for him when he went out today, and he knew that they were envious of Jiujiu being his guardian.

But what about envy?Jiujiu belongs to him alone.

Although I haven't seen Jiujiu for a long time today, these few things made him not very happy, but he was very satisfied with other things.

I don't know what kind of emotion it is, but Il thinks it's good to maintain the status quo, just like that, the subtle emotion in my heart is about to overflow.

He raised his head and lightly touched Mu Jiuyao's chin, and Yi Er retreated with a smile, like a cat who stole the fish, and rubbed against Mu Jiuyao's arms, slightly raised his head to look at Mu Jiuyao Pretty profile.

A ray of light flashed across his eyes again, and Yi Er was about to shrink back into Mu Jiuyao's arms and wait for her to wake up, but he saw Mu Jiuyao pursed his lips suddenly, his brows were frowned, and cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

The hand holding him also tightened unconsciously, as if stimulated by something.

Yi Er was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to pat Mu Jiuyao's cheek.

He didn't like Mu Jiuyao's expression, very much.

Jiujiu is still suitable for a gentle and pampering smiling expression.

Suddenly opening her eyes from the blood, Mu Jiuyao saw Yi Er with her lips pursed in front of her.

Blinking her eyes, Mu Jiuyao let out a long breath, and raised her hand to touch her forehead, feeling a little headache.

It's that dream again, what is it...

Could it be the kid in his arms?Mu Jiuyao looked at Yi Er's face with some doubts.

Apart from being pure or pure, the child's eyes are full of purity, as if the slightest bit of haze can't be stained.

It was really not like the crazy and gloomy voice in the dream.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, but Yi Er had already pursed his lips and stepped forward, raised his hand to brush Mu Jiuyao's golden hair, and said with a trace of dissatisfaction, "What did Jiujiu dream about?" Yet?"

Mu Jiuyao breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

Regarding Mu Jiuyao's dream, Il heard An Nai talk about it more or less before, and she also specifically said that Mu Jiuyao is relatively weak at this time, so try not to disturb her.

Weakened by a dream?
This realization made Yi Er pursed his lips slightly. Some of the feelings of grievance against Mu Jiuyao were not for him. He hugged Mu Jiuyao's waist tightly and buried him on Mu Jiuyao's chest. A milky voice sounded with a hint of anger.

"Can Jiujiu tell me what kind of dream it is?"

What kind of dream?In fact, I experienced very real things in that dream, but when I woke up, it seemed that I was sealed by something, and I couldn't remember it at all. I could only vaguely remember that crazy and gloomy voice constantly echoing in my ears.

'Jiujiu, you are mine, you are mine...'

Like a spell, the constant reverberation can't be stopped at all.

In this world, something is not quite right.

At the moment when Mu Jiuyao lost his mind, Yi Er pursed his lips again.

(End of this chapter)