The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 522 In fact, I'm really embarrassed
Chacha has grown into a big girl now, just like when he changed his pants.

If it were three years ago, Chacha would have leaned forward and peeked at him while laughing, but now Chacha is standing upright with his back on her back, and her ears are still red. Don't.

Chacha's bright black pupils looked up and down, left-handed, right-handed, turning around non-stop.

"elder brother……"

Murong Ying saw that Chacha's ears turned redder: "Huh?"

Chacha said solemnly, "Actually, I saw it."

Murong Ying: "???"

Chacha continued: "Just now... I saw it..."

Murong Ying reacted for a long time before he finally understood what Chacha meant. He glanced down and blushed suddenly: "You, you——"

Chacha also felt embarrassed, but she didn't want to lose the upper hand in front of Murong Ying. She was shy now, wouldn't she make her situation even more embarrassing?

"I, me, me, me, you see it when you see it, it's not something to be shamed..."

Shameful "something": "..." Actually, I am quite shameless.

Later later: "..." Only you can see. .

Murong Ying crossed his legs, his face turned blue and red. In just a few breaths, he seemed to have been thrown into the stove after going to the iceberg and snow.

He didn't feel shy when he saw a little girl, and Murong Ying simply didn't stop him from chattering like a big man, and his ears were not as red as usual, after all, he was going to talk dirty.

Murong Ying: "... Is Chacha satisfied?"

Chacha: "???"

None of these two people are willing to bow their heads on this matter, especially Chacha: "Ahem, it's okay, if it were me, I would definitely be no worse than you."

Murong Ying asked three consecutive question marks: "???"

So how can this be compared, or is Chacha compared to him?

He really wanted to shout: But you didn't! !
Murong Ying made sure his pants were on, and he walked over: "Then why does Chacha keep her back to brother, is she shy?"

Chacha immediately turned her head away, and the beauty said to him indifferently: "No."

After she finished speaking, she thought about it again, after all, two words couldn't match her aura, so she said something surprising: "Xiao Shishi wore crotch pants every day when she was young, and I and I are tired of seeing them."

After a while, Murong Ying snorted lightly. After Chacha grew up, his ways became more and more wild. Murong Ying can imagine how much surprise (scare) this little girl will give him in the future.

Seeing that it's time to go back, Father and Erniang should be suspicious if they don't go back, Chacha turned around, tiptoed, and patted Murong Ying's shoulder: "There is nothing to be ashamed of, anyway, the palace gate is closed , you will stay here tonight, and I will find a chance to take you out tomorrow."

Chacha is leaving?
Murong Ying looked at Chacha's bright orange eyes, couldn't control his impulse, reached out and grabbed Chacha's shoulder, and brought him into his arms, his deep and magnetic voice reverberated like a classical musical instrument She whispered in her ear: "Then Chacha promises to be responsible to brother."

Chacha's forehead was pressed against Murong Ying's chest, and bursts of the pleasant scent of orchids from his body penetrated into her nose, the effect was comparable to that of a scent, making her brain feel like a mess of thread for a moment and she couldn't help herself.

(End of this chapter)