The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

It is already eleven o'clock.

This also means that Yun Li has disappeared for two hours.

Luo Ci squatted down and looked at the black and white border shepherd lying on the sofa. She gently smoothed its hair, "I will call you A Li from now on, okay?"

Yun Li was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head, looking at her quietly with pitch-black pupils.

Did Xiao Qingmei recognize him?

Then I saw Xiao Qingmei showing a sly smile, "Brother Li, have you forgotten? When I was young, I dreamed that you became a border shepherd, which is a bit similar to the current scene."

She paused, "And it's impossible for other dogs to enter the back garden."

Yun Li didn't feel anything, but he didn't expect that she had recognized him a long time ago, and he was worried that Xiao Qingmei would disappear if he didn't see him, and he didn't dare to recognize him for fear of scaring her, but she had already known.

So when I cooked porridge for myself, the taste was very bland. Instead of treating him like an ordinary dog, I took out a clean porcelain bowl, and even paused for a while before finally putting the bowl on the ground.

Is it because he is afraid that he will feel uncomfortable?

Suddenly he had to eat like a dog, but he actually thought it was okay.

Hearing that the clerk asked her to buy a collar at the pet store, she obviously felt that Xiao Qingmei was angry.

She knew it was herself, so she didn't want to and didn't want to be tied up like a normal dog, so she got angry.

Bian Mu's eyes were soft, and he couldn't help licking her hand, expressing intimacy, and buried his head in his paws after licking.

It's really a shame.

Luo Ci squeezed its claws, lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice, "If I hadn't had that dream, maybe it wouldn't be like this."

Inexplicably a little down.

An apology lurked.

He is clearly the most noble existence in the God Realm.

Bian Mu slowly approached her, rubbing against her docilely, his eyes were soft.

She also hugged it softly and rubbed it, "I'll take care of Ali from now on, now it's time to brush his fur."

Yun Li was a little moved when he heard the last sentence, but froze the next second.

Sure enough, Xiao Qingmei still prefers fluffy.

He was comforting her just a second ago, but it turned out that she was fine. A heartless guy knows how to lick his hair.

Xiaoqingmei really likes plush! Don't even care about him!

Immediately, a little dissatisfied, he jumped off the sofa and watched quietly, expressing his protest and mixed jealousy.

i jealous of myself?

But he ignored that Xiao Qingmei had been a little devil since she was a child, and she knew how to swear sovereignty at a young age, so naturally she has nothing to do with her now.

The delicate and lovely girl on the sofa had wet eyes, and her voice was aggrieved and coquettish, "Does Ali think I'm clingy?"

Yun Li sighed silently in his heart, he knew she was faking it, but he still couldn't bear it, since he was a child.

In the end, he still lay on his side on the sofa, resting his head on her lap, allowing her to stroke her hair.

Luo Ci's eyes narrowed into a sneaky smile, like a cat stealing fish.

She lowered her head slightly and said softly, "I'm very happy."

He has been silently protecting her, except for the first time he met her when he was a child, he rarely showed up in the future, and he also followed her after she closed her emotions and went to the small plane.

And she didn't know that.

Even when she was tired and wanted to go back to the place of birth to get some respite, he took away the natal flower, and what followed were the pervasive black gas attached to the flower.

——It all comes from the dark side of the plane.

She suffers from bone-piercing pain all the time, and her heart is like a needle prick.

This is her responsibility.

However, he used a special method to let the natal flower stay in his heart, bearing those things on his behalf, and even turned his consciousness into fragments, scattered in three thousand planes.