I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 121 Hug My Little Poor (13)

What the hell? What is not necessary?

The big demon was stunned, looked at the red yarn scattered next to his eyes, and looked at the slender and beautiful boy in front of him, blinking and blinking:

"You mean, there is no need for me to lift?"

Nanhuai looked at her silently.

The young boy's beautiful eyebrows were elegant and quiet, his thin lips pursed quietly.

The light-colored pupil reminds us of a noble and petite cat. It is polite, but quiet and well-behaved.

He nodded.

"We are only married, and you know it in your heart. If you don't touch me, I can cooperate with the Yun family."

The devil was completely stunned.

Nanhuai finished speaking and glanced at the girl.

But when he saw the wife, his expression was stunned and his eyes widened.

He was stunned and didn't expect to encounter this expression.

Her expression is not like his wife, the wife who is above her husband.

Instead...

A little cute.

The teenager gave a slight pause, lowered his long lashes, silently lowered his eyes, and looked at the crimson coat corner.

Why does she seem...

Not the same as ordinary women?

The women he has seen are all high arrogances, including the empress, and have never been gentle with the people in the harem.

But now, his nominal wife, but his eyes are round, looking at him innocently.

The room was quiet for a while.

The teenager frowned slightly, thinking about increasing the bargaining chip in order to achieve the purpose of separating without mutual interference.

But I heard the other person questioning in doubt: "What kind of touch did you say?"

"..."

Nanhuai raised his eyes slightly.

The girl looked at him with a puzzled expression, and she stepped forward a bit, glanced at him, tilted her head and asked, "Is this a touch?"

As she said, she raised her finger. Bai Ruan's fingertips poked his arm.

Without waiting for the teenager to react, Yunxia took a step forward again, lifted her small head, and hugged the waist under the young man's crotch with his small hand: "Still touching?"

The beauty's waist is extremely comfortable to hold, and there is a familiar and reassuring feeling.

Yun Xia hugged him, her small face could not help rubbing the young man's shirt, and his round eyes bent subconsciously.

But the next second.

The slender hand pushed her away, the elegant and beautiful boy backed away, his eyes full of disgust, and her thin red lips curled into a cold line.

Yunxia stood on the spot.

Stay a while.

She blinked, a little stunned: "Is it impossible to touch this way?"

……why.

She repeatedly looked at the boy's expression, making sure that those beautiful eyes were full of cold, so she couldn't help but take a step back.

The original low voice was made even smaller.

Question: "Do you hate me?"

The beautiful young boy on the opposite side looked alienated and his pupils narrowed: "Sorry, not to Miss Yun on purpose, I don't like anyone approaching me."

Yun Xia silently.

The red candle flame jumped aside, and the room was quiet and silent.

After two seconds, the girl's voice was dull: "Doesn't that hate me?"

He hates anyone, and it has nothing to do with her.

But if, she is also in that anyone's range... then do you still hate her?

The devil looked down and looked at his clothes.

The teenager stunned slightly, thin lips lightly reopened, but at the next moment, the bright and lovely girl had looked up indifferently.

Those eyes that looked into him, carelessly, the tenderness just now seemed to disappear.

She nodded and resumed the devil's usual laziness.

The tone is meaningless: "That line, whatever."

(End of this chapter)