I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 490 So She Has Already Occupied a Place in His Heart

Chapter 495:
There is a steady stream of mental power.

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After watching for a while, Xiao Qingxuan climbed back to the bed resolutely, and sat cross-legged. Anyway, He Qianjue wouldn't be back for a while, so she wasn't worried that his small skills would be watched by him.

Unexpectedly, the door of the room was slowly opened with a 'click'.

A pair of exquisite black boots stepped into one, and then He Qianjue, who was wearing simple white clothes, fell into his eyes.

"Little thing, I just walked away for a while, and you caused me such a big disaster." He Qianjue's cold voice sounded slowly, with infinite chill.

Get into trouble?

Xiao Qingxuan didn't know for a moment.

"I just lit up the Ye Mingzhu, why did I cause trouble."

He Qianjue half-closed his eyes, and walked towards the bed. Every step he took, the air-conditioning increased.

"Under the circumstances that you are not strong enough and have not participated in the strong competition, revealing that you have spiritual power is undoubtedly a self-inflicted trap." He Qianjue grabbed her collar with one hand and lifted it.

"Daddy!" Xiao Qingxuan suddenly yelled loudly, staring at him with pitch-black pupils, and said in a cold voice: "So what, don't I still have Daddy as a backer? As long as Daddy stands by my side all the time, what's worth it?" worried."

Xiao Qingxuan's hands in the sleeves clenched slightly, if, if he answered 'no', from now on she might really return to her original appearance, this time, she was also betting, betting that He Qian would never let her go. The degree of importance.

"Oh, as expected of my little thing." He Qianjue, who exuded a cold aura all over his body, suddenly retracted, and he looked down at her in a good mood.

Release your hand.

"I hope that in the future, when you think back on what you said in the future, you will have a different opinion." He Qianjue picked up a strand of black hair hanging from Xiao Qingxuan's cheek, and put it behind his ear.

"Father..." Xiao Qingxuan opened his hands, and threw himself into his arms with force under his feet. The breeze blew by, and a puff of ambergris filled his nose.

Xiao Qingxuan rested his chin on his shoulder, and said in a clear and still childish voice: "I will not die." So, please don't look at her with the same eyes just now.

That's so... illegal.

Anxious, complicated, worried, irritated.

Under those twinkling eyes, there was such a complex gaze hidden, even for a moment, Xiao Qingxuan had to admit it.

Her love for He Qian went beyond wanting to kill him, and more because of her dependence on him.

Reliance, these two words are too scary, and even some people can't get out of this barrier in their entire lives.

Xiao Qingxuan lowered his eyes and hugged the man in front of him tightly with both hands.

"Of course, I won't let my little thing die." He Qianjue lowered his eyes, looking at her thin white neck, with a slightly dark expression.

Just now he teleported back from a long distance. If those old immortals saw him, they would surely burst into laughter.

He Qian unconsciously grasped the hand on Xiao Qingxuan's back.

The two maintained this posture for a long time...

In the middle of the night, Xiao Qingxuan woke up from a dream. She turned her face to the side, and saw He Qianjue who was breathing slightly with his eyes closed. Under the illumination of the night pearl, half of his face was perfect and impeccable.

Long eyelashes, thin lips.

It turned out that he would look like this when he was quiet.

His eyes fell on his tightly locked brows, Xiao Qingxuan couldn't help but raised his hand, reached over, and gently rubbed his frowning brows flat.

(End of this chapter)