MTL - The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss-Chapter 9 Braid Cibao's hair, gentle and virtuous Master Yu

Is that so? Jiu Ci's small head was full of doubts.

"Honey, it's getting late, wash and sleep." Yu Huaizhi looked at the time.

It's almost ten o'clock, the child can't go to bed late.

In this way, Jiu Ci moved into Yu Huaizhi's next door with doubts.

"Two two, is this the neighbor?"

"About four or eight." Erbi, who was getting along with humans for the first time, was lying on the ground and waving his fluffy tail, and he was not sure about the answer.

Yu Huaizhi, who watched the little girl enter the room with his own eyes, came back to his room slowly, thinking of the little girl's suspicious eyes, and suddenly smiled.

Finally a little vigilant.

Opened a drawer, took out a simple and exquisite box, opened it, and looked at the contents inside with a strange gleam in her dark eyes.

If Jiu Ci was here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, this is the phoenix pendant that Yu Huaizhi said was stolen.

Yu Huaizhi, who put away the box again, glanced at the next door with a vague look, a smile spread from the corner of his mouth, and Yoyo walked into the bathroom.

The unknowing Jiu Ci next door is sleeping soundly, and the soft big bed is comfortable to sleep on.

Early morning.

Jiu Ci, who woke up in an unfamiliar environment, rubbed her wide eyes and looked around blankly, and it took a long while to react.

Oh, yes, she and her husband are neighbors.

Lazy got up and squinted into the bathroom to wash, then squinted slowly and walked out, staggered downstairs.

Yu Huaizhi, who got up early and tidied up and sat downstairs for breakfast, raised his eyebrows slightly and watched the little girl stagger down the stairs.

The little girl looked like she hadn't woken up yet, her hair was messy and she was wearing pajamas, her eyes were weakly drawn and only opened one slit, staggering forward like a little duck.

Uncle Zhang looked terrified and fell. What should I do?

Fortunately, the little girl swayed and arrived at the table safely.

Jiu Ci opened her eyes and saw Yu Huaizhi, ran over with her short legs and said hello politely, "Morning husband."

Yu Huaiyi pulled the polite little girl over, looked up at her with her eyes closed, and a chuckle overflowed from the corner of her mouth, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah." The confused little bun nodded fiercely, seemingly satisfied.

Yu Huaizhi couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched the soft cheeks, his eyes were full of soft smiles, "Can you wash your face?"

The fluffy buns face wrinkled, and he nodded after thinking about it, and a soft voice came, "washed."

"Then why can't I open my eyes?" Yu Huaizhi seemed to be interested and chatted with the little girl patiently.

"It's open, look." Jiu Ci was not convinced, and lowered his head slightly to show his open eyes to the handsome face.

The smile in his eyes deepened, and he really carefully looked at the slit under the eyes of the other party, with a smile in his voice, "Well, it really opened."

"Yeah." Fuzzy raised her chin, showing off her face.

Looking at the proud little bun, Yu Huaizhi couldn't help laughing, and the evil and cold phoenix eyes were stained with human fireworks.

Placing the confused and unsteady person beside him and sat down, Uncle Zhang served a breakfast with discernment.

The aroma of the food tempted Jiu Ci, the eyes that opened a slit finally opened a little again, and her mind became clearer.

Staring at the millet porridge and steamed buns in front of her, Jiu Ci swallowed her saliva and her soft face raised a sweet smile, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"The young lady eats slowly, there is not enough." Uncle Zhang also smiled and looked at the well-behaved Jiu Ci, the young lady is really well-behaved and cute.

Looking at the person who took a spoon and sipped his head down to drink porridge, Yu Huaizhi put down the coffee in his hand and supported his chin lazily, his eyes seemed focused and casual.

Suddenly got up and went upstairs, and after a while came down and came behind Jiu Ci, carelessly arranged her loose hair, picked up the blue silk that was about to fall into the bowl, and gently gathered it together, making slight movements Somewhat clumsy.

Uncle Zhang, who was hiding in the kitchen and photographed secretly, looked at the photo on the phone of a man carefully combing the girl's hair, and his old face was wrinkled with laughter.

His jiojio couldn't bear it anymore.

I hurriedly flipped out the "Do you play mahjong today?" WeChat group and threw all the photos in, regardless of the number of people who exploded the pot, and continued to observe secretly.

Mahjong No. 1: Who is this man? Why does he look like my unfilial son.

I only love Mahjong No. 1: Isn't this the unfilial son?

Mahjong No. 1: Impossible, my son is not so gentle.

Is three missing today: I just want to know who that girl is.

Mahjong One:…

I only love Mahjong 1:…

Are three missing today:…

Mahjong No. 1: I’m a little bit…

Bai Wei, who was abroad on her honeymoon, jumped up holding her mobile phone, "I have a daughter-in-law?"

"Husband, we have a daughter-in-law." Bai Yan hugged Yu Mulin excitedly and took a sip, her amorous face full of joy.

The corners of Yu Mulin's mature and steady face, who hugged the loving wife who was in his arms and hugged, and enjoyed the beautiful woman's arms, curled slightly, "Not necessarily."

"No, we have to go back quickly to see, even the son's daughter-in-law with the elm head is flying." Bai Wei shouted to go back, and hurriedly returned to the house to pack her luggage.

Seeing that his wife is not in his heart, the vinegar altar sneered, not a filial son.

I followed up and hugged the busy wife, her voice low and aggrieved, "Wei Wei, we are still on our honeymoon."

"Honeymoon every year, it doesn't matter if there is one less time." Bai Wei continued to pack her luggage without looking back.

Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, here I come.

The ignored Yu Mulin picked up the tossing Bai Wei and strolled into the bedroom, softly comforting the struggling person in her arms, "Good, not less."

"Yu Mulin, I will fork you uncle."

"Hmm."

The door was closed, shutting a room of spring.

The other side had no idea that Jiu Ci, whom he was thinking about, was still eating.

I came to the villa in a neat and solemn manner with the documents to pick up my president to the company.

What happened to the world?

Where is my arrogant president?

"President Yu, Madam." The solemn face was calm, but his heart collapsed.

Yu Huaizhi, who was staring at his wife, glanced at him leisurely, then looked at Jiu Ci, who was eating well, and said, "I'm going to work, you can tell Uncle Zhang if you need anything."

Jiu Ci with the buns in her mouth opened her big cat pupils and nodded obediently, "Goodbye husband."