Chapter 440 A Cute Ghost in the Phone 51

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Although the golden pattern is a bit tattered due to the fabric, the characters on it can still be seen faintly.

The pattern carried an indescribable sense of mystery, wearing it on her body, even though she was in a mess at the moment, it gave people an indescribable feeling.

It was a feeling of alienation that he hated so much, from a world that he couldn't easily control and touch.

Chu Ci sensed that his gaze was wrong, blinked her eyes and looked down at her messy body. Although she didn't have any peculiar smell because of the effect of the spirit grass, she crawled out of the mud from the ground, and her body was covered with dust. That's why I only touched him carefully when I comforted him just now.

At this moment, he took a closer look at himself, his lips were slightly puckered, obviously he also disliked his embarrassment.

The little dusty paws were still grabbing his clothes, and they were very dissatisfied with his thin clothes, so they dragged him to go out.

This person was stubborn and did not move, his eyes were vaguely careless, like a hunter looking at some prey, the circles of his eyes were still red, and the person looking at him was a little flustered.

What is this trying to do?

Although Chu Ci saw that his eyes were wrong, but at the moment he seemed a little too excited, she really couldn't figure out what this sick guy wanted to make a fuss about.

Then he felt the man's hand loosen slightly, as if he was grabbing the hem of her clothes.

Then there was a 'tear'.

Chu Ci's eyes let out a low cry, and before he could move, he hugged her tightly again. The tattered white dress on her body was directly torn into rags by him and thrown aside, leaving only a piece of paper inside. A thin white undershirt.

Seeing that the golden lines were completely destroyed, the gloomy aura in Yan Ting's eyes dissipated a lot.

Simply ignoring Chu Ci, half-embracing Chu Ci, turning around and walking a few steps to the side, as if the white cloth he tore off was some kind of scourge.

After all, the weather was still a bit cold, with only unlined clothes, and the cold wind blowing, Chu Ci couldn't help shivering slightly, Yan Ting saw it in his eyes, his face was expressionless, but he raised his hand and wanted to take off his coat.

Chu Ci hurriedly raised her hand to hold him down.

The appearance of the two of them is miserable enough, and he still has a fever. If he takes off his clothes and blows into the wind in the middle of the night, there should be a limit to his foolishness.

Seeing that kind of frightening emotion welling up in his eyes again, he seemed to be terrified and pressed her tightly in his arms, just like pressing her with one hand, and pulling his clothes with the other hand, hanging down. He stared at Chu Ci with his eyes closed.

This person was originally stubborn and willful, but in the past no one dared to disobey him, and he didn't have anything very persistent. In the eyes of outsiders, this person was indifferent and cruel, terrifying.

Now, he has fully utilized the self-willedness in his bones.

Chu Ci raised her hand, put her arm inside his coat, and hugged his waist. At this moment, their bodies were only separated by two thin layers of fabric, and they were very close.

The temperature on the little girl's body was higher than that on his body, like a small stove, clinging tightly.

Yan Ting paused, looked down at her, and felt that Chu Ci seemed to be tentatively pinching the hard flesh on his lower back, but he didn't pinch, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and patted him lightly. Without asking him what he was doing, he tore her clothes in a fit of nerves, and just slid into his arms so softly.