The man's words seemed to have magic power, slowly calming down the uneasiness in her heart. Mu Ziyi raised her eyes to look at him, and seeing the arrogance and domineering expression on the man's eyebrows, she couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You are so
Can’t people be more humble?”
He really doesn't know what modesty is.
Yun Zhongge took her hand and touched her pulse casually with his fingers. He said in a lazy tone: "Woman, didn't I tell you to eat more? You still haven't grown any flesh at all. How can I eat you?"
Wipe it dry."
The man's tone was full of ridicule, but Mu Ziyi could still hear his concern in it, and she looked at him with an innocent face: "You feed me like a pig every day. I have the right figure."
"Too thin." Every time I hug her, I feel that she is too thin.
Mu Ziyi shrugged and did not argue with him. She was so focused on killing Wu Jiu that she did not notice how intimate their actions were. Now she was talking and laughing with him, leaning very close to him.
The breath sprayed down, Mu Ziyi wanted to move a little distance away from her, but Yun Zhongge took the first step and hugged her tighter: "Woman, you don't resist my touch at all.
You don't dislike my kiss at all, when are you going to admit that you like me?"
Although she would push him away when he kissed her, he could feel that it was not disgust.
Mu Ziyi narrowed her eyes, as if she didn't want to answer the question, and raised her eyebrows frivolously: "Don't you think your question is ruining the atmosphere?"
Yun Zhongge shook his head: "I think this is like flirting. It's perfect to cultivate the relationship between you and me."
"Yun Zhongge, I'm only eleven years old. Don't you think it's too early to discuss these words?" Eleven years old, for other women, it should still be an ignorant period.
She admitted that she was a little precocious after growing up in Mu Mansion, but that was all.
It's still too early to touch on feelings now.
"Age is not a problem, besides..." The man's eyes turned slightly and he looked at her with a wicked smile: "I'm just asking you if you like me. This shouldn't affect your growth."
If she hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten her true age.
It's not that the woman in front of him has a mature appearance or charming temperament. On the contrary, she is energetic, lively and cute. But the words she talks to him make him forget that she is still an eleven-year-old girl every time.
It is undeniable that in his heart, he has never treated her as a little girl, so he naturally chose to ignore her young age.
Mu Ziyi blinked her eyes but did not speak.
In terms of influencing her growth, almost from the moment she came into this world, she was labeled as destined to mature prematurely.
People around her showed affection almost without scruples, and she was almost used to it in pairs.
Mu Ziyi looked at the man in front of her with half-squinted eyes, taking in the seriousness deep in his eyes, thinking that he felt that she was not serious enough. She couldn't help but suppress the smile in her eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Promise
Those things are unrealistic, and saying you like someone may not necessarily move people's hearts. Yunzhongge, if you like someone, you can feel it."
Even if there are no words, a look, a look, or a smile can understand everything.