Chapter 970: I like your rust smell (82)
"..."
Xiang Xing blinked his eyes softly, but gave "her" a very helpless look.
He couldn't help but curled his mouth, stretched out his hand bumpy, and forcibly pulled "she" off the terrace and back to the bedroom.
I saw that she gently waved a small palm, patted "she" back on the mattress, and then akimbo her hips, grunting milkily, "What is so beautiful, you quickly change it back to me," Then have a good rest!"
Really, this guy has just recovered from the exhaustion of his magic power, and he immediately cast his magical form...
Now there is still a leisurely and elegant joke! Load a fork!
She is really mad at her.
Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help lowering his head vigorously, his small face swelling like a little pufferfish into two round balls.
But because of the real worry, in a pair of soft eyes, moist tears gradually overflowed.
Seeing this, Clarence was taken aback, and quickly faded away from the playfulness of his face, and hurriedly waved away the magical appearance to restore it to its original shape.
"Sorry, Star..."
He frowned his delicate eyebrows and stretched out his slender arms subconsciously, trying to hold the slender shoulders that were trembling.
But suddenly stopped in mid-air, struggling a few times between the purple and golden pupils.
After all, it was he who made her angry first.
Without her consent, he doesn't seem to...
However, the man's worries have not yet fallen.
But seeing the drooping petite man in front of him, after a few moments of pause, he silently took two steps forward.
It happened to be within the range of his arms.
He still hung his head and said nothing, only pressed his pink lips, as if waiting for something silently.
Upon seeing this, Clarence's heart eased slightly.
Busily taking advantage of this opportunity, he closed his arms, brought Xiang Xing back to his arms, and hugged him tightly.
"Star, don't be angry, okay?"
He coaxed softly, his words overflowing with apologetics, and with a deep seriousness, "If you don't like the appearance just now, I will never change it again, eh?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing blinked softly.
She shrank into his arms, was silent for a long time, then mumbled, softly speaking unnaturally, "I, I don't like it..."
Who doesn't like the appearance of a pretty sister.
But, but she is no longer a kid now!
She is already a mature and introverted adult, and of course she will no longer call her beautiful sister silly and fufu like before!
Humph.
"Really?"
Listening to the awkward and charming tone in his arms, Clarence couldn't help narrowing his jewel-like eyes.
After thinking about it, his eyes turned slightly, but his thin red lips moved quickly, and he chanted a series of spells silently.
After a while, he finally burst into laughter.
This little guy, shouldn't he still call him beautiful sister secretly in his heart?
Thinking, the man raised his eyebrows, but his lips were painted with a touch of satisfaction.
That's good.
This kind of her was the way he appeared in his dream when he was asleep.
Speaking of it, he didn't know why, he would have such a strange dream.
In his dream, he and her were dressed in oriental styles, standing in a magnificent and beautiful oriental garden.
She grinned at him and kept calling his sister.
Although a little weird, he liked and even missed the atmosphere very much.