his little luck

Chapter 60 His Little Fortune!
Jiuye still didn't answer.

Guan Xi waited anxiously and anxiously.

How could Master Jiu agree?
Forget it, let it go.

Pursing his pink lips, Guan Xi opened his lips again, a little ashamed and a little weak, and said: "Master Jiu, it's just that I'm not ready yet, can I... can I help you with my hands first?"

This is the curve of last resort to save the country.

Master Jiu refused to agree for a long time.

I don't know what's on his mind.

But if she offered to use her hands, there might be a leeway to take her time instead of hitting a home run.

Anyway, her hands are no longer innocent, so she can only sacrifice her poor little hands.

really.

As Guan Xi thought, after she finished speaking, she would help Master Jiu with her hands.

It took another ten seconds before I heard Master Jiu's thin lips speak, and said lightly, "Yes."

Guan Xi became happy.

But after being happy for only two seconds, Master Jiu said coldly again: "But I don't have the patience to wait too long. Gu Wenxi, you are my wife, and you have to come this once."

Guan Xi: "..."

Guan Xi was dejected: "...Oh."

Xiao Jiuyan looked at her hopeless appearance, and said calmly, "Now, come here."

Guan Xi always felt that every time Master Jiu called her over, it was like calling a kitten or puppy.

Hmph, don't go!
But unfortunately, this idea can only be an idea.

She was very timid, and took another two steps forward, and stood obediently at the place very close to Master Jiu.

Xiao Jiuyan tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair: "Sit up."

Guan Xi's eyes widened in shock: "...Ah, sit... sit up? Master Jiu, what we just said was..."

"Just let sit on my lap."

Xiao Jiuyan's face was cold, looking at Guan Xi's stunned face, he said coldly, "Gu Wenxi, what's going on in your head?"

From Master Jiu's tone, Guan Xi could hear the disgust feeling strangely.

Is it her fault?
It's not that Master Jiu did the kind of misleading things before, and now he said such misleading things, it's normal for her to misunderstand.

Well, the crisis is over!
What Master Jiu said about sitting was not the kind of sitting that popped out of her head and moved on her own.

but--

Guan Xi took a look at Master Jiu's thigh, and was in trouble again.

Even if it's just sitting on the lap innocently,... well, it's a shame, okay?

Guan Xi's twisted fingers changed to pinching the corner of his pajamas.

The knuckles pinched by the little fingers turned white.

Xiao Jiuyan sat with a calm expression, feeling a little calm, waiting for his little wife to sit up by himself.

Guan Xi bit his lip hard.

Sit and sit, who shoots who!

Taking a step forward, the two well-proportioned slender long white legs moved apart in an neither elegant nor rude way, and sat down on Master Jiu as if death was at home.

Sitting on it, the moment she made physical contact with Master Jiu, she could feel the heat from Master Jiu's thigh.

Master Jiu, just covered him with a bath towel.

Thinking of this, Guan Xi couldn't help remembering, her small body moved restlessly, and she leaned back.

Xiao Jiuyan stretched out his long arms, clasped her slender waist firmly, and asked softly, "Remember?"

Guan Xi felt guilty all at once, and then became cowardly: "No, I didn't think about it."

Jiuye didn't seem to believe her words, his thin lips curled up: "Really?"

To show his sincerity, Guan Xi nodded hastily: "Yes, Lord Jiu, you believe me, I really didn't think about it."

It’s hard to “negotiate” so much that you only use your hands. What should you do if you come together and ask for live ammunition?

Not worth the candle!

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