She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 9 Peeking
The black eyes were as deep as midnight, and the delicate boy's face was full of puzzlement and boundless hostility, but it was fleeting.

He raised his head and said in a cool voice: "Will my sister play with me all the time?"

Again this question.

Even my sister called me, isn't this child too insecure?Zhou Ling thought

"Enen! My sister will always play with you. We will live together in the future. If you don't want to go home, you won't come back. We are a family, okay?"

"Okay, family."

The boy was happy and showed a rare smile.

This is a stunning smile, which is different from the usual innocence.

The eyes are slightly curved, and the long and narrow eye tails are raised lightly, and the mole of tears seems to be alive, arousing people's daydream.

The small red mouth curled up in a large arc, and Zhou Ling's eyes were almost dazzled by a bright smile on her already pretty face!

A child who is only six years old!This face value is already so good-looking that it defies the sky. What if you don't want to provoke girls from the three worlds to fight each other when you grow up?
My younger brother is really a beauty!It seems that we need to educate them well, so that we don't go astray in the future.

In the afternoon, it was hot.

Outside the Forest of Exile is the edge of the Yaozu, Pulao Town.

Zhou Ling was wearing short-sleeved clothes from time travel and a sun protection suit. Her lower body was jeans and white shoes, typical outdoor equipment.

Penniless, she was in trouble.

Along the way, she heard Guagua talk about this continent. Although she got a general idea, she understood it.

If she goes out in this outfit, she will probably be regarded as a demon who likes to wear weird clothes, but now they are stepping on the land of the demon.

Demons are at odds.

Quack stared speechlessly at the stupid girl who was about to go to town to steal clothes, then at the big guy who didn't understand anything, and sighed.

Although he was reluctant, he still took out a turquoise long dress from the Qiankun bag and gave it to Zhou Ling.

It caused her old-fashioned surprises: "Wow! So beautiful!"

Knowing that it was given to her by the little frog demon, Zhou Ling cherished it and thanked her, stroked the faint embroidery pattern on the skirt, and smiled happily.

Immediately trotted to a jungle to put on, and her running-like movement caused Hua Rong's eyes to sink.

Looking up, the bushes couldn't block his sight at all.

I saw the woman quickly took off her original clothes, and her tender white body was wrapped in a small cloth.

The same goes for the lower body, the roundness seems to be breaking free from the poor fabric.

Hua Rong withdrew his spiritual consciousness, lowered his eyes, and innocently blinked his long eyelashes.

Well, it looks better than men's, and it seems to feel good in the hand.

I wonder if Zhou Ling will let me play?
The thought of a certain little boy without any "desire" passed through his mind.

Guagua watched the boss staring at the place where the woman changed clothes, and wanted to escape in embarrassment. He wanted to growl:

Can't see it!How can you peek at a woman with your spiritual sense!You are not a real child, hey!

Zhou Ling dressed in a hurry, tied her hair into a low ponytail, and walked out holding her skirt.

The turquoise dress made her skin fairer. Although there were no complicated patterns, it was flexible and elegant; the soft and light fabric revealed strands of gold under the sunlight, which was fleeting, making her walk gracefully like a cultivator. The young fairy of the big school.

The long skirt hangs down slightly, just covering the white sneakers, with only a little edge exposed when walking.

Guagua had to admit that the silkworm skirt he was going to give to Qiaoqiao as a confession was very suitable for this simple human being.

Hua Rong glanced lightly, and then looked into the distance.

Go to the town and step on the quaint stone road.

Zhou Ling almost burst into tears, unable to hold back the urge to have a sore nose.

This world does not belong to her, she is like a ghost.And the only human being who is like himself has long been unknown, or in other words, has died.
It was rare to see a woman showing a sad expression, Gugua just patted his big head.

Hua Rong simply grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly until she let out a "hiss" in pain.

He is very!I really don't like this feeling!
She should be smiling all the time, so as to relieve his irritability.

Instead of such a pitiful look with frowning brows and red eyes.

It seemed that he wanted to torture people even more!
　Zhou Ling: I just miss home

　　Hua Rong: You miss that man, right?
　　Zhou Ling: No, listen to me...

　　Huarong: I don't listen
　　
　
(End of this chapter)