Kuaichuan heartthrob: Lord God, don't try to run

Chapter 118 The Merry Prime Minister's Little Wife 17
Tang Ci looked at Hua Dad with displeasure.

The small body stood in front of Ye Yi, with an unfriendly expression on his face.

amount……

Hua Dad wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his face, and then looked at Tang Ci.

"My lord, it will be the Oiran Day of Xiaoyao Pavilion in a few days, do you want to go this year..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Ci.

"No, not this year, and not in the future, you can figure out what to do."

Saying that, without responding to Hua Dad, he was kicked out of the door.

The small face was a little weak, and he didn't dare to look at Ye Yi.

The little hand tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Seeing Tang Ci's sudden cowardice, Ye Yi sneered with a smirk.

"Xiao Tang Ci still knows how to feel embarrassed, huh?"

In the last tone, Tangci heard threats.

He walked up to Ye Yi timidly, and was hugged by Ye Yi.

The whole person suddenly sank on the soft bed.

……

Grabbed Tang Ci Xiumei's finger bones, and kissed him in the palm of his hand.

He fell down on the bed with Tangci in his arms.

Pulling up the quilt, she locked Tang Ci in her arms.

Looking at Tang Ci who was at a loss in his arms with a smirk, he patted his head.

"Go to sleep."

Then, I took the lead in closing my eyes and sleeping on the side, breathing steadily and with a gentle expression.

Duliu Tangci was stunned, and looked up at the woman who was playing tricks on him.

What I saw was her sleeping face.

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The little face was flushed with anger.

The pupils of the eyes shimmering with fine fragments of starlight trembled slightly.

With a bit of forbearance on his face, he bit his bright red lips.

Finally, he took another look at Ye Yi who was asleep.

Tang Ci reluctantly buried herself in Ye Yi's arms.

After being exposed to the breath that made him familiar with the soul, Tang Ci fell asleep in a short while.

Ye Yi, who was supposed to be asleep, trembled slightly with her slender and graceful eyelashes like crow feathers.

There was a faint and imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding Tang Ci tightened slightly.

Messy and graceful long hair was spread flat on the mattress, and the hair strands of the two of them were entangled together, with blue strands connecting strands.

Ye Yi rested his head under Tangci's soft little head, and Tangci's whole small body seemed to be nestled in Ye Yi's arms.

The midday sun shines in through the open windows.

A golden halo projected on the barrier, in the painting of the distant view of mountains and rivers, with smoke curling up from the kitchen, there are two figures cuddling together.

The mountains and rivers are far and wide, and the fireworks in the world are all you and all not you.

　You turned into a song in my empty and barren years

　　
　
(End of this chapter)