Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

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Yun Chujiu blinked his eyes and said seriously: "This is because I didn't eat at night, so I can't help drooling when I see beautiful food, which is understandable!"

Di Beiming: "..."

Did not eat? Is it all hallucinations he sees with his consciousness? Those who ate half of the roasted chicken were so embarrassed that they did n’t eat?

"Give you two choices, one closes your eyes to sleep, and the other I go to another room, you sleep here." Di Beiming said coldly.

Yun Chujiu flattened his mouth and said: "I'm going to sleep now, don't leave me alone, I'm timid, I'm scared."

Di Beiming gave her a meaningful look, without speaking, and turned around to take out a book and read it.

Yun Chujiu scolded inwardly, yuck! Who rarely sees you as unsuccessful? ! If you do n’t look, do n’t look!

Yun Chujiu turned over, closed his eyes, and began to force himself to sleep.

It's a pity that I really sleep too much during the day, and I always think about Xiao Jiujiu in my heart, and I can't sleep with anything.

The goods rolled their eyes and started humming: "It's so cold! I'm so cold!"

While talking, the goods shrank the whole person into the quilt, and they kept trembling.

Di Beiming frowned slightly, and did not move.

But Yun Chujiu's humming chime gradually became a sobbing whisper. He stood up next to the bed, hesitated, and brought Yun Chujiu even in his arms and helped her warm up with spiritual force.

Yun Chujiu protruded his small head from the quilt, with a stubborn expression on his face, saying, "I don't need you to control, you just let me die by myself!"

Di Beiming looked at her and didn't speak. He didn't want to control it, but he didn't know why, he just couldn't ignore her cry.

"Woo, you give me back my little white face! My little white face won't kill me, my little white face is compliant with me, my little white face tries to please me, my little white face listens to me ... "

Emperor Beiming said lightly: "Xiao Jiu, you have to understand one thing. The deity has no seven emotions and six desires, but it is not amnesia."

Yun Chujiu: "..."

The goods blinked in conscience: "Anyway, anyway, my little white face will hug me to sleep and sing me a lullaby, will you?"

"No." Di Beiming looked at the memories and thought she was a fool, even singing a lullaby to her?

Yun Chujiu flattened his mouth and didn't speak anymore, but thought to him, Xiao Bai, you wait for me! The reasons you planted and the bitter fruits you bear will swallow me even if you cry in the future!

I don't know if it was late at night or because he was held by Emperor Beiming. The goods finally yawned a few times and then went to sleep.

Di Beiming saw her asleep and put her on the side of the bed.

When he was about to leave, he noticed that Yun Chujiu's hand was holding his clothes tightly. He frowned, cut off the piece of fabric, and turned to get out of bed.

Di Beiming put a futon on the ground, and then began to meditate and practice.

"I don't want you to leave!"

"Male god, you can't die!"

...

Di Beiming opened his eyes and looked at the bed. I saw that the little girl kicked all the quilts away, her hands were waving unconsciously, and tears came down the corners of her eyes.

But, even so, the cloth is still tightly held in his hands ...

Di Beiming only felt a pain in his heart, almost subconsciously went to the bed and took Yun Chujiu's hand: "It's fine, I'm here."