MTL - The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss-Chapter 342 two

At the age of four months, Jiu Ci often followed Bai Weiwei, Qin Jiaojiao and others to go shopping and bought piles of mother and baby products.

Afterwards, it got out of hand, and the two storage rooms could not be piled up.

In five months, I heard that a mysterious ancient tomb had been discovered, and all the members of the Department of Archaeology were dispatched to participate in the management of cultural relics.

When Jiu Ci heard this, she immediately ran over with her five-month-old pregnant belly.

When Mo Yu and others saw Jiu Ci carrying a cub in the messy scene, everyone was scared.

In a hurry, she was about to send this ancestor back when she saw Yu Huaizhi with a small kawaii backpack and a small pink kettle behind her.

A frightened heart fell back instantly.

Yu Huaizhi strolled to catch up with Jiuci, picked up the small kettle in his hand, and put the soft rubber straw to the little girl's mouth, "Drink some water."

Jiu Ci habitually bit the straw and took two sips.

When the little girl finished drinking the water, Yu Huaizhi put away the small kettle and hung it on his shoulders, and slowly helped her to straighten her messy hair.

"The mountain road is not easy to walk, don't walk so fast in the future, what should I do if I fall."

"Okay." Jiu Ci nodded obediently, very obedient.

As soon as she said it, Jiu Ci rolled up her sleeves and rushed into the scene, and began to do the preliminary cleaning seriously and professionally.

Knowing that the little girl really wanted to do it, Yu Huaizhi didn't stop it but just kept watching, an invisible light curtain enveloped Jiuci and cut off the dust outside.

The newly admitted juniors and juniors were deeply shocked when they saw such a dedicated Jiu Ci, and became even more angry.

The seniors and seniors have worked so hard, and they have no reason not to work hard.

Mo Yu was not worried about Jiu Ci, quietly came over next to her to deal with the candlestick next to her, and talked to Jiu Ci on the way.

"I heard that this is a tomb left by an unrecorded dynasty, and there are many rare treasures in it that are well preserved."

"Recently, the professors have all gone bald in order to check the information, and finally concluded a point, this may be the tomb of a state teacher of a dynasty whose status is lofty under one person and above ten thousand people."

"They also guessed that the owner of this tomb was still very young when he died, and they guessed that he died young and envied Yingcai."

Mo Yu murmured to share the news with Jiu Ci, the expression on her face was very gossip, and she was a little excited.

Jiu Ci also listened carefully and responded from time to time.

No one noticed that the expression of the man standing behind her with a small kettle changed.

Hearing it, Yu Huaizhi looked around at the somewhat familiar scene again, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly smiled.

When she looked at Jiu Ci again, her eyes were a little funny and condoning.

What if the little wife always digs her own grave?

When she came back to eat after a busy day, Fu Jinnian, who remembered her mother's advice to take good care of her sister, wanted to sit beside Jiu Ci happily.

It is also convenient to take care of her.

Who knows when you walk past and find yourself useless.

Look at Yu Huaizhi on the right of Jiu Ci, and look at Mo Yu who was sitting on her left one step earlier.

Where is my location?

What about my status as a brother?

The status of the older brother is the position separated by two people from the younger sister.

Don't ask, it's Mo Yu and Han Yu.

In the supreme suite of the hotel, Jiu Ci, who was first washed by Yu Huaizhi, stood on the windowsill to bask in the moonlight, smelling the cool and fresh air at night, and felt comfortable.

The breeze rustled through the leaves, Jiu Ci glanced at the green leaves on the branches downstairs, climbed the fence and looked down curiously.

It turned out that a tree was planted on the balcony downstairs, and its branches extended to the upstairs.

I saw a touch of white in the green, looking at the little white flower hidden under the green leaves, Jiu Ci's eyes lit up.

One foot stepped on the gap in the fence and leaned out sideways to reach the little white flower.

The scene of jumping off the building looks terrifying from a distance.

When Yu Huaizhi came out of the bath, he immediately looked in the direction of the big bed to see if the little girl was well.

I didn't see anyone, I looked around and saw a little pregnant woman on the balcony turning over the fence.

"Ci Bao." Yu Huaizhi's pupils trembled, he threw away the towel in his hand and strode over, looking nervous and scared.

Startled by the sudden voice, Jiu Ci stumbled back, and the little white flowers that were about to arrive were not picked.

Looking at the beautiful husband with a gloomy face striding forward with a look of horror, and then looking at the fence that he had just overturned, inexplicably felt that this scene was familiar.

I hurriedly waved my hand and explained in a panic, "Husband, I didn't want to run, I was just picking flowers, picking flowers."

For fear of his husband's misunderstanding, the big devil looked very flustered.

Yu Huaizhi came to Jiuci and pulled her to check, her expression still gloomy.

"Husband, flower." Jiu Ci pulled Yu Huaizhi to point to the little white flower in the green leaves below, her eyes sparkling with stars.

Yu Huaizhi, who was still a little angry, saw the pair of star eyes, no matter how big his breath disappeared, he touched the head of the little girl who wanted flowers, leaned slightly and easily picked the flowers and handed them to her .

Jiu Ci held the flower and smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved, and the joyful emotions were visible on her delicate face.

People are more delicate than flowers.

Watching this scene, the holy **** once again deeply realized the meaning of the word.

"Husband, give it to you." Jiuciyi Wang Qingquan's eyes reflected the great god, curved into a crescent moon, waves gradually rising.

She hasn't sent flowers to her husband for a long time, just wanted to pick them for her husband.

Yu Huaizhi looked at the white flower that he had just sent out and now was taken back, raised the corner of his mouth with a slight hook at the end of his eyes, and accepted the flower.

He lowered his head and kissed the smiling little **** the lips, biting and licking.

The pure golden eyes were dyed with amorous desires, and kissed his treasure recklessly.

A single kiss is all it takes to pull the immaculate **** down from the altar.

Yu Huaizhi had a smile in his eyes, hugged his little wife who was breathing slightly, lowered his head and gently asked, "Do Cibao want a gift?"

Jiu Ci, whose cheeks were reddish, was dizzy by the kiss, raised her head blankly and thought for a while before slowly nodding.

"Yes."

Looks across the little girl's delicate and bright red lips, the little girl's eyes are hazy with the appearance of spring waves...

Forcibly looking away, Yu Huaizhi quickly picked up the person by the waist, golden light flickered under his feet, "I'll take you to get it."

In the blink of an eye, the two came to the site of today's excavated tomb, surrounded by darkness.

Yu Huaizhi did not put Jiu Ci down, but walked forward with his arms in his arms, and the candles around him that had not been lit for thousands of years spontaneously ignited as he walked.

The entire tomb is illuminated.

Jiu Ci put her arms around Yu Huaizhi's shoulders and looked at her jiojio.

Well, this scene is also very familiar.

Yu Huai's familiarity led Jiu Ci straight to a well-preserved tomb, clean and tidy like a thousand-year-old tomb.