Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 178 The Tsundere Bamboo Horse Little Ome (2)

Jun Luo: "..."

The round eyes were slightly closed, and Jun Luo's expression was loveless.

She has now been reduced to being taken care of by a six-year-old kid?

Seeing this, Jun Xuan thought she wanted him to hug her, so he quickly hugged Jun Luo from the woman's arms, lowered his head and kissed her tenderly on the face, "Xiaobao, father and mother have some things to do recently, Xiaobao Stay with little brother obediently, okay?"

After the words fell, the woman gently pulled the boy beside her.

The boy was wearing simple white short-sleeved sleeves and black shorts, his brows and eyes were slightly covered by his broken hair, and his dark and beautiful pupils looked at Jun Luo impatiently, with an irresistible sense of boredom on his body.

At a young age, he has delicate features, a straight back, and is taller than his peers.

It is enough to see his future appearance.

"Ding! Your task target has appeared!"

Jun Luo looked at the boy and blinked.

Why does the boy seem to not like her very much?
Facing those beautiful round eyes, Nan Ci paused for a moment, then glanced away, his face full of impatience.

Jun Luo wrinkled her nose, snorted softly, and wrapped her small arms around Jun Xuan's neck.

I thought this brat was still a tsundere?

She still doesn't believe that he can't be cured anymore!
"Brother! Little brother!"

As soon as the little milk's voice came out, everyone's hearts softened a little.

Jun Xuan glared at Nan Ci who was about to snatch away his little baby, and then reluctantly handed Jun Luo into Nan Ci's arms.

Being stared at by so many eyes, Nan Ci pursed his lips slightly and took the girl.

His eyes were extremely calm, but he didn't know how to place Jun Luo's hand.

He looked down at the girl slightly.

The girl was looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the soft flesh on her pink and tender face trembled with her movements.

The soft little hand touched his face, and the little mouth was babbling for some reason.

"Little brother... looks good... really good-looking..."

The crystal saliva slid slightly down the corners of his lips, Nan Ci couldn't help frowning, he was clearly three years old, he couldn't speak well, and he couldn't even walk well.

Still drooling now!

His face was extremely disgusted, but his actions were very honest. He put one arm around her, and with the other he found a tissue from his trouser pocket.

With a white tissue covering his lips, he wiped the saliva from the corner of her lips almost rudely.

Jun Luo's complexion gradually became strange.

Can't this little brat be gentle!

Almost wiped the skin off her mouth!
It was Jun Xuan who realized something was wrong, and stretched out his hand to hug Jun Luo back into his arms.

"Young man from the Nan family, please treat my little treasure better! If that's the case, I don't feel at ease handing over Xiaobao to you!"

Nan Ci's movements paused slightly, his arms froze in the air, he was silent for a while, and then put his arms down.

The slender eyelashes drooped slightly, covering half of the cold pupils, making it impossible to see through emotions.

Jun Luo was afraid that what Jun Xuan said would hurt the little boy, so he quickly waved the child back to Nan Ci's arms.

Jun Xuan glared at Nanci again in dissatisfaction, but in the end he was afraid that Xiaobao would cry, so he put her back in Nanci's arms.

Nan Ci hugged her, without any emotion on his face.

Jun Luo struggled to crawl in his arms, wrapped his small arms around his slender neck, and comforted him in a childlike voice: "Little brother... don't be afraid! Luo Luo... protect you!"

The tip of his nose lingered with a hint of milky fragrance, and the soft little milk bag hugged him affectionately, his little face was full of seriousness.

It should be because he was afraid that what Jun Xuan said just now would scare him, so now he is comforting him.

Slightly startled, he pursed his lips lightly, put the little milk bag in Jun Xuan's arms almost ruthlessly, turned and left the room.

The slender and beautiful boy walked out of the room without changing his expression, with his back straightened.

The white earlobes between the broken hair quietly turned a little red.

(End of this chapter)