The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor: Fanwai 40 What kind of girl does he like

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He followed the sound and looked at the speaker.

That was a boy who looked sixteen or seventeen, handsome and upright.

It is Yiming who came to invite the dumplings before.

According to his age and qualifications, it is not wrong to call Zichen a "senior".

But Zi Chen listened, but a faint pain came into his heart.

"I have been with Tuanzi for several years, as close as family, you don’t have to be so polite."

He whispered.

The dumpling nestled in his arms, holding his shoulder with one hand, while nodding like garlic:

"That's it! Zichen is fine with me! You can just call his name!"

Senior, what about her generation?

Yi Ming was stunned for a moment, but soon smiled:

"Yes."

Since these two have said so, there is no reason for them to disobey.

Zi Chen looked at Tuanzi, wiped the tears from her face, and stared at her little face for a moment.

Perhaps it was really because of the hard work of guarding him. The fleshy little face was thin, showing a pointed chin, and now there is a faint black blue.

"Did you sleep well?"

He asked, his face still faint.

Duanzi shook his head:

"Neither sleepy nor sleepy!"

Said, but yawned again.

Zi Chen raised his eyebrows, and the dumpling suddenly covered his mouth, embarrassed.

At first, she was really not very sleepy, but now that Zi Chen woke up, a stone that had been hanging in her heart for a long time finally fell to the ground, and the whole person was involuntarily lazy.

Drowsiness flooded and enveloped her.

"I will send you to rest."

Zi Chen said, he hugged her and walked back.

Yi Ming and others looked at each other.

Dumpling is just here...

"Huh? I'm fine..."

Duanzi was still thinking about the enchantment, with his chin resting on his shoulder, his voice was lazy,

"Enchantment, enchantment..."

Zi Chen turned around and looked at everyone.

"Who else hasn't learned, I will teach."

But I have to send the dumplings back to sleep anyway.

Everyone waved their hands quickly:

"Meeting, meeting! It will be! The dumpling is so sleepy, let's go back and rest!"

"Right right! We can do it ourselves!"

The voice of the dumpling is small:

"I haven't had fun yet..."

She is very playful. She has been pressing for this period of time. Now she has finally let go and wants to stay with Yi Ming and the others.

No matter what the body didn't allow, Zi Chen's embrace was warm and generous, and the familiar breath enveloped her, and she couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Yi Ming looked at Tuanzi's small face, indeed, a bit tired and distressed.

He smiled at the dumpling and said:

"Duanzi, you should go back and rest first. When we have enough energy, we will find you to play."

After listening to the dumplings, he immediately became happy, squinted and smiled:

"Okay!"

The figures of the two gradually fade away.

After a long while, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"call -! The exceedingly powerful, but to what station, that Tongshen coercion to make people almost out of breath"

"That is, it is the contracted beast of the Yueshen... it is not ordinary. Moreover, he has the blood of the Taixu Phoenix Dragon clan in his body, and it is not lost in us..."

More than just not losing, these people in front of Zi Chen didn't even dare to say a word.

"But so is the dumpling, but she doesn't have such a sense of oppression."

"I heard that Zichen used to be the eagle master of the Three-eyed Condor Clan, and he naturally learned **** Guojue. Tuanzi, it seems that he has followed the **** Yue since he was very young. It’s not grown, of course it’s different!"

"However, although Zichen looks cold, he is really good for dumplings..."

Several girls were talking in low voices, with a faint crimson on their faces and bright eyes.

Not to mention, the appearance of Zichen's skin is indeed first-class.

He has the calmness and maturity that young people don't have, as if everything is under control.

It is the dumpling, and he is also very obedient and obedient in front of him.

Such a temperament is an extremely fatal attraction for quite a few girls.

It's no wonder they just glanced at them, and they couldn't even speak to Zichen, and they were already secretly admiring.

"What do you think he likes?"

Several girls are already blushing and whispering.

Yi Ming gave them a helpless look.

That person is not easy to provoke at first sight, and when he was here just now, he didn't even forget an extra look while looking at it. Their thoughts were all in vain.

He shook his head.

"Let’s complete the restoration of this enchantment first! Don’t let the dumplings laugh when you look back."

......

Zi Chen walked back holding the dumpling.

He held her back with his hands and changed her to a more comfortable position.

She is small, holding it as light as a feather, but she is soft and soft, yet she is heavy on his heart.

He lowered his eyes and glanced, thinking of the situation in the Hall of Illusion that day, his brows constricted slightly.

He never wanted to experience such a scene again.

Fortunately, her body is warm and her eyebrows are flexible.

He held his hands tighter.

The dumpling smashed his mouth and grabbed his clothes to speak:

"Zichen, why did you wake up so fast? I thought it would take a long time..."

Zi Chen retracted his gaze and looked forward, his expression calm.

"When the time is up, I will wake up naturally."

His consciousness has already been restored, and he can sense the movement outside.

Including her crying, her laughing, her mumbling.

He didn't want her to wait too long. In that case, the little girl would be too pitiful.

"Well, that's amazing!"

The dumpling complimented and said again,

"A Yue must have known it too. When things are done here, we have to go back quickly! By the way! A Yue has a baby! There are still two! I just don’t know if it’s a baby boy or a baby girl... ."

She wanted to repeat everything that happened after Zi Chen fell asleep, but as she said it, her voice gradually became quieter.

Finally, the little head tilted and he really fell asleep in his arms.

......

Back to the residence, Zi Chen came to the house and put the dumpling back on the bed with very light movements.

The chest suddenly tightened.

He lowered his head and glanced, only to see that Danzi's two little hands were still holding his clothes.

He supported her with one hand, and let go of her with the other.

But she frowned suddenly, as if she had been irritated, a flash of panic and tension flashed across her small face.

"No! No..."

As if afraid of losing something, she grasped his clothes tighter, and her small body trembled slightly.

Zichen moved for a while, guessing she had a nightmare.

He thought for a while, took her back in his arms, and patted her back lightly.

"...Purple dust...Danger..."

She murmured, her voice almost vaguely inaudible, and tears appeared from the corners of her closed eyes.

He was startled.

So it was... dreamed of him?

For a moment, he recovered and wiped away her tears.

"The dumpling is good."

His voice is low, but soft and gentle.

It’s hard to imagine that such a cold person would actually speak in this tone.

Duanzi's brows gradually stretched out.

He rubbed her little feet,

"Good."