The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

Main character?

Chacha looked down at the squatting big dumpling.

She reached out and stroked his hair.

No wonder the breath on his body made her feel very comfortable.

Realized that Da Tuan Zi was her target.

Her voice was softer than before.

Qi Qi felt a little heartbroken when she heard what she said.

Chacha, "If you don't look up again, I will pluck out all your hair one by one."

The squatting big ball seemed to shrink back.

While Qiqi was talking about the host suddenly not being human, Da Tuanzi slowly raised his head.

Qiqi, [………] Is that okay?

The young man had exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and a pair of black eyes looked at her with aggrieved eyes, as if silently accusing.

Chacha was a little confused.

It didn't take long to realize that he was not like normal people.

She frowned slightly, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to pull him up from the ground.

The movements were gentle, for fear of scaring him.

The boy stared at her blankly for a while.

He looked down again at the hand he was holding.

Slowly break free from Chacha's grip.

His expression remained unresponsive, but his movements changed.

I saw the young boy slowly put his hands on his hair.

His dark eyes stared straight at her.

As if worried that she would really pull all his hair out.

Chacha has a subtle look.

She seems to have discovered something extraordinary.

This hero!

Kind of silly!

Well, and really stupid!

She can be sure that it is not a disguise.

What he did just now made her laugh to death.

Chacha, "Hey, Qiqi, he's a little silly, what should I do?"

Qi Qi remained silent, […]

Although Chacha said that she was worried about him, but... there was a malicious light in her eyes.

Before you speak, can you restrain the smile in your eyes?

The young man was stared at by Chacha's almost fiery gaze for a long time.

The hands on the hair still did not let go, the slender eyelashes trembled, and he took a step back without a trace.

Chacha showed a very sweet smile at him.

"Hey, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Fortunately, the little girl doesn't seem to be lethal, and she looks relatively well-behaved.

She coaxed a few words softly.

Then stretched out its claws towards the little boy.

Oh, no, stretched out a small white and tender hand.

She pulled the boy closer, tightly holding his wrist.

"Stand still and don't move."

After the words fell, the boy really stood there motionless.

Be good as hell.

Chacha felt that her little heart was beating uncontrollably.

She patted the leaves off his clothes with gentle movements, she didn't know where he went, and the clothes on her body were also crumpled.

Chacha frowned, and helped him tidy up his clothes.

She tilted her head and looked at him seriously.

"Can you speak?"

Her voice was soft, like cotton candy.

The clothes on the young man looked like a child from a rich family, most likely the young master of a certain family in this villa area.

The boy didn't answer her question, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chacha saw him like this.

He sighed deeply.

Since you don't speak.

Then let her ask in another way.

It doesn't matter, even if he is dumb, she doesn't dislike him.

She squeezed his wrist tightly, "Then I'll ask you a question, you nod or shake your head."

White fingers clasped the boy's chin, forcing him to look at her.

"Can't you find your way back?"

The boy's eyes flashed, and then he nodded seriously.

Chacha, "!!!" Sure enough, he couldn't find his way.

Well, how clever she was to think of communicating with him in this way!