Chapter 170 (1/2)

This ”second uncle” was called by Ling Zihuan.

Her voice is soft. When she presses her voice to please her, it is like the soft voice of a suckling cat.

Qiao Mu had heard her call him countless times, but at this most untimely time and place, he was in a mess.

The continuous sound like a soft wind, blowing away the cool tide of the evening, let his heart with a stream of evil thoughts.

That's crazy!

Qiao Mu holds the snake fruit's arm and falls down slowly. His deep eyes pour out a complex light. He can see it on Ling Zihuan's face and want to see why.

The little girl is not the beauty of all kinds of manners, and even has nothing to do with Yan Shiqi's dignified temperament.

He had seen many women, beautiful or charming, demon or fairy, but the girl he could only call a little girl was the one who left the deepest mark in his heart.

When did it start? He didn't know.

Ling Zihuan is still young, lively and active. Her round face exudes the unique lovely vigor of youth. It's like the cherry blossom in March. It's not the most beautiful, but it's more beautiful than the fragrance.

And on her whole face, the most brilliant is that pair of eyes like falling stars, big and bright, pure black and white.

Qiao Mu was a little absent-minded, and his heart was agitated with inexplicable emotions, like a disordered string Dangdang Dang Dang his reason.

Ling Zihuan waited for a long time, but did not get his response. His big eyes were also full of accusations.

Why don't you talk?

She pulled his clothes and swayed again. At this time, Qiao Mu frowned and closed his eyelids to cover an obscure awn.

”Second uncle, what's the matter with you?”

Ling Zihuan finally saw the fluctuation of his mood, and asked a little puzzled.