Chapter 899: Ding, your vinegar jar is online! (26)
Soon, a man who smelled of alcohol rushed out of the villa in a hurry.
The uncle was taken aback again.
Before Ye Jue was about to open the car door, the uncle stood in front of him and asked him, "Are you this girl's adoptive father?"
"Father?" Ye Jue frowned slightly and replied, "I am her fiance."
"Oh, fiancé." The uncle nodded, then was surprised again.
He originally thought it was a quarrel between boyfriends and girlfriends, but it turned out to be a small friction between unmarried couples.
The uncle opened the door for Ye Jue.
The little girl leaned against the car seat and fell asleep, and the seat belt around her waist was tied into a strange knot.
Ye Jue's heart ached, and clumsily untied the girl's knot.
Then he took the person out of the car and walked towards the villa.
The uncle looked at the other party's back and shouted earnestly, "Hey, you kid, treat this girl well, don't bully her all the time."
This girl is also very poor.
For the first time in the world, the cold-blooded lord said for the first time, "Thank you, I understand."
Ye Jue carried the girl back to his room.
Feng Qian frowned in his arms and slowly opened his eyes.
He looked down and saw that the girl's eyes were red and there were still some tears in her eyes.
The tip of the nose is also red.
The man's dark pupils suddenly shrank for a moment, and then, a radiant light golden luster appeared in his pupils.
The little girl saw it, hiccupped, raised her hand and touched the other's eyes.
"Your Highness, is that you?"
Mu Yan looked down at the girl, his heart throbbing.
He said, "Hmm."
The girl tilted her head, the corners of her lips rose, and she smiled sweetly.
He put Fengqian on the bed.
Mu Yan sat on the edge of the bed, he stretched out his fingertips and touched the corner of the girl's red eyes, and asked, "He bullied you."
After a pause, Feng Qian shook his head.
"It doesn't count. His Highness's fragments are blackened, so...it doesn't count."
"sorry."
He apologized warmly, feeling sorry for the little girl crying so sadly.
Before that, he fused the memory of a plane fragment.
The memories of the three planes brought him many, many things.
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
He hugged Mu Yan's waist.
"Ayan doesn't need to apologize, I'm fine, I'm not angry or sad anymore."
He lowered his head and rubbed the girl's head.
"I'll bully you back."
"Um?"
The girl blinked, but she was still a little confused when she was drunk.
"How... how to bully?"
Mu Yan's voice was gentle and pleasant: "Anything will do."
"Really?"
The girl's eyes lit up, and although she was very drunk, she did not forget her long-standing obsession.
"real."
He answered patiently, his eyes focused on the girl's face.
The little girl's voice was still a little stuttering: "I... can I... press... press down on Your Highness?"
His Highness Mu Yan, who merged the memories of the three planes, could not understand the girl's words.
His fair face flushed slightly, his eyelids drooped down, and his long eyelashes covered the shimmering light at the bottom of his eyes.
There is a difference between having a memory and doing it yourself.
Mu Yan did not expect that the girl would say such a thing.
would be such a bullying.
However, no matter how bullied the other party said, he would cooperate unconditionally.
"Well, yes."
He nodded.
The drunk little girl got up, leaned over and hugged His Highness tightly.
After a while, she frowned and said, "I haven't showered yet."
Mu Yan was slightly taken aback.
After that, the little girl looked at him eagerly, tilted her head and asked, "Your Highness, can you help me wash?"
"I want to...with His Highness."