655 Don’t Call Me Uncle, Call My Husband 7

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Before he could take a breath, the bell on his wrist, which had been set according to the time, rang again.

It's time for this little girl to drink 'milk'.

Naturally, this milk is not a variety of dairy products in the true sense, but a compound designed in the interstellar world to ensure the survival rate of minors and to have a healthy body after adulthood.

Generally, no matter how old you are, as long as you are a minor, you need to take it regularly and in the right amount. This matter has also been emphasized again and again by Chu Zhen before.

Raising children is really troublesome.

Ye Yan's face darkened slightly again, and she turned around and went to Chu Ci's room to find the pile of things she brought up.

After reading the explanation in a hurry, Chu Ci prepared this special drink, and Chu Ci, who was full, was already lying on the sofa curled up and drowsy.

The lights in the small restaurant imitate the light emitted by some planets. It warms the body, but the temperature is just right and very comfortable, so this is the drowsy appearance, right?

Ye Yan frowned and thought, and sat directly on the edge of the sofa, looking at Chu Ci who felt him sit down and curled up even more into the sofa.

With a low voice, he pressed the warm cup in his hand to Chu Ci's cheek, "Get up, drink it before going to sleep."

Chu Ci was so noisy that he opened one eye and saw what was in front of her clearly. She paused for a moment, and then closed that eye with a groan. He turned his back to him.

He has always been the only one who dislikes others, but who would have thought that this little guy would have a stronger temper than him?

Ye Yan started directly, wanting to turn Chu Ci's small body over, but was stopped by the soft and fragile fingertips, as if he could break her little arms and legs with a little force, and closed his hands again. return.

In the end, the always arrogant and domineering master frowned and glanced at the cup in his hand that was slowly lowering the temperature, and then at Chu Ci who was determined to sleep here, he couldn't help but lightly tsk with a headache With a sound.

Putting her hand on her head, her long and beautiful eyes, which were shining with orange-red light, narrowed slightly, "Get up."

Then I heard the little girl protest vaguely, "Sleepy."

I was confident, because I was sleepy, so I couldn't get up.

She was obviously obedient before, why is it so difficult to serve her now...?

Ye Yan's lips twitched.

The fingertips slid down, and finally came to Chu Ci's small nape and pinched it.

I squeezed the little girl to hide a few times, but still didn't let go.

At the end, Chu Ci got up reluctantly, supported her body, and took his hand to drink the warm special drink in the cup.

A pair of bright black eyes blinked, still smiling in that obedient little look, "Good afternoon, Uncle Ye Yan."

Then he fell back into the sofa.

Ye Yan subconsciously stretched out her hand to cushion her head, and before she could say the sentence on her lips, go back to sleep in your own room, her body couldn't help but froze again.

Looking at this little face that was so pillowed in his palm, he let out a breath, but in the end he still ignored her, withdrew his hand, let her lie completely on the sofa, stretched her small body in satisfaction, and closed her eyes again.

His usually vicious and mean eyes glanced at the palm of his hand.