1945. Chapter 1945 Sister Control VS Vinegar (1)

Ji Weiran seemed to be stuck in his throat with a bone, and his voice faded away.

The suffocating coldness spread, making Ji Weiran's expression gradually rigid, not forgetting the horror of Yun Jiu.

Obviously turned into a child... Why is Jiu Ge's eyes so terrifying?

"Nine...Ninth brother. My eyes are clumsy! I have clumsy eyes! I have eyes but no pearls!" Ji Weiran said embarrassingly.

"Yeah." Di Jiuque replied softly with a small expressionless face, agreeing with Ji Weiran's words.

Ji Weiran's face instantly turned into a bitter face. He said that he was clumsy, so why did Brother Jiu offer a few words of comfort and just recognize it?

Ji Weiran looked at Yun Qingyan aggrievedly, trying to ask for justice.

Yun Qingyan couldn't help but burst into a smile when she saw Ji Weiran's funny expression.

She found that Di Jiuque treated her little friend fairly politely.

If it was someone else, Di Jiuque didn't even bother to glance over.

Yun Qingyan ignored Ji Weiran's cry for help, and directly pulled Di Jiujie inside.

"Yeah." Before Yun Qingyan sat down, a pair of clear eyes as cold as snow looked over.

The surrounding air was instantly cold as winter.

Fatty Yu couldn't help but touched his hand and muttered, "Why does the weather feel cold again..."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Big Brother Baili looking at the shrunken Ninth Brother, scratching his head and saying,

"Brother Baili, Brother Jiu, why are you staring at each other?"

Ji Weiran's mouth twitched...

This idiot, can't you feel the smell of sparks crackling in the air! It even broke...

How about the cleverness of holding your thighs on weekdays?

Di Jiuque's face was expressionless, his icy eyes were deep, and suddenly, the corners of his lips curved slightly, he stretched out his arms around Yun Qingyan's neck, and leaned on Yun Qingyan's shoulder affectionately.

"Yanyan, this deity is hungry."

Yun Qingyan: "..."

I believe in your ghost! Obviously just came back from eating.

"Daddy, do you have any snacks?" Yun Qingyan asked Fatty Yu, who often had the habit of making food reserves.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Just like Xian Bao, Fatty Yu hurriedly took out the food box from the space ring.

"Eat."

Yun Qingyan put the food box on the small table and said to Di Jiuque.

Di Jiuque seemed to have not heard of it, his eyes swept across the food box, and his beautiful phoenix eyes stared at Yun Qingyan.

I don't know if it's because of a consonance, but Yun Qingyan understood the meaning of Di Jiuque in seconds.

She rubbed her forehead with her hand, "It's so big? You can't eat it by yourself?"

"The body is too small to be convenient."

Yun Qingyan resigned himself to feeding.

Di Jiuque squinted his eyes contentedly, his indifferent gaze swept a hundred miles of clear snow lightly, obviously in the form of a child, but with a condescending taste.

Only then did Yun Qingyan greet Baili Qingxue: "Baili, you guys won so early?"

"Yes, I came back after winning three games in a row." Baili Qingxue retracted his gaze from Di Jiuque and answered Yun Qingyan's question, his eyes dimmed.

It just so happened that Baili Qingxue's complexion was impermanent when she saw the cold figure standing at the door, and she was still indifferent like ice and snow.

He looked back at Yun Qingyan and said lightly, "Qingyan, Guanghan is back."

Ji Weiran's expression, who huddled in the corner and silently lowered his sense of existence to avoid being hit by the fire, burst into flames instantly.

After staying with Yun Qingyan for so long, he also knows...

The elder brother of his cheap master is a standard pet girl madman, and he has a hostile attitude towards all men who want to get close to her, for fear that the little cabbage he grows will be arched by pigs.