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Chapter 1389 The Dark Emperor Says Really Fragrance Every Day 7
Little Pink: Yes, it would be great if you don't want to be so turbulent in your heart.

Little Pink, who was startled by Yan Luo who had already screamed in her heart, said so.

Yan Luo [Indifferent face]: Oh, I'm sorry, this can't be done, if you have the ability, you can decide when I want to scream, don't listen.

Thinking of this, Yan Luo looked at the light flickering in the dark red eyes in front of him, and harassed Xiao Pink inhumanely again.

In the end, Little Pink couldn't bear it anymore and blocked Yan Luo, and the two of them were quiet now.

Ming An was obviously at a loss, the devil can also see at night, he naturally saw the little girl opened her big moist black eyes, there was mist in the eyes and a trace of daze, the little girl It's a small ball, soft, and the people watching it feel confused.

It's just that the mist in the eyes is misty, and it seems to be a little dazed.

Are you going to cry?

Before I set off, I was still mentally building myself. I felt that I should dislike these weak things very much, and just to take a look at Ming An, who satisfied his curiosity, couldn't help but began to recall how the human world coaxed their cubs of.

In the end, she sat on the edge of the bed with a slightly stiff expression, raised her hand to hug the soft little girl into her arms, and raised her hand to slightly pat Yan Luo's back.

His movements and expression were all stiff, and finally he managed to say a threatening word in a soft voice, "Don't cry, if you cry, I'll throw you out."

"Well……"

Yan Luo: ...

Are you kidding me?Or am I misunderstanding your actions?

After saying this, Ming An's face froze slightly again, and he added the same words, "Then I will pick you up again."

Yan Luo: ...

Don't step on the horse because you are sick?

In this plane, her family is a fool?

Well, even if she is a fool, she can't dislike him, can she?
Yan Luo raised his arms, wrapped them around his neck, and drew himself closer to his arms.

Ming An paused for a moment when he patted her on the back, and his expression was slightly subtle.

Feel this little body that is getting closer.

Soft and fragrant.

It feels... surprisingly good.

Suddenly there is such a little want to raise.

A little bit.

With a serious face, Ming An raised his hand to stroke Yan Luo's back slightly again, feeling that all his patience in his entire life was spent on this.

He sighed slightly, lowered his eyes to look at Yan Luo, and only belatedly felt that the sense of burnout that had been lingering around him for a long time that made him irritable... disappeared.

'Ding - darkening value -4 (70/100)'

Ming's dark red eyes narrowed all of a sudden, looking at the little girl in his arms with a hint of inquiry.

The little girl was already drowsy under his comfort, and she just leaned softly in his arms.

This feeling is very wrong.

Ming An lowered his eyes slightly, and then stuffed the little girl back into the bed, watching the little girl turn over sleepily, her pair of black eyes were slightly opened, looking extremely sleepy, but still looking at him.

It's such a small soft mass.

Ming An also lost his temper at all, but his tone was still a little fierce, "Sleep."

Yan Luo couldn't hold on in the end, and fell asleep, and finally felt that Ming An quietly left, and he was also wondering.

What was he doing here in the middle of the night?
　Anan

　　
　
(End of this chapter)