Chapter 1601 You are my faith (13)

But Cecia is a hard-hearted angel and will not let go just because he is pitiful.

He just rubbed his little head harshly and messed up his hair.

After it turned into a chicken coop, I took my hand back with satisfaction.

There is no guilt at all for doing evil.

The young man was buried in her arms, his head lowered, obediently.

Not crying anymore.

She only slightly pursed her mouth and her eyes were red, like a gentle and bully little daughter-in-law.

He is indescribably obedient and a little sticky.

Cecia looked at the stupid hair on his head and poked his forehead.

He has a really good temper and doesn't cry even if he gets poked in the head.

Silly, as if he was heartless, as if he would help her count the money carefully after being sold.

Meticulous.

Cecia raised her lips slightly.

It feels like a farmer who has been oppressed for a long time and suddenly becomes a landlord...

It's simply not too good.

The evil angel of Cecia slowly rubbed his little head.

Little by little, the meaningful smile gradually deepened.

Really, really bad.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, it's time to go to bed.

The silly little boy carefully placed his angel doll on his bed after taking a bath.

When Ji Chuchu came in to take a look, she found that he was covering the angel doll with a quilt very carefully and even put a pillow on the doll.

He seemed to really regard the doll as a person, talking to himself, and even gave the doll a name - Cecia.

It's a very strange and strangely familiar name, like... I've heard it somewhere.

The little boy carefully covered the baby with a quilt and then raised his head.

Seeing Ji Chuchu standing there, he stared at her quietly.

There is always an indescribable feeling in the expression revealed in those light golden and clean eyes.

There seems to have always been a thick wall between him and her.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break the wall and get close.

Very strange feeling.

Ji Chuchu couldn't help but take a step back.

While being watched silently by his eyes, she felt a little nervous for some reason.

There was an indescribable feeling of tension and fear.

That feeling seems to be innate.

He was not close to her by nature, and even felt an invisible sense of oppression towards her.

It’s not obvious, but you can still feel it——

He and she seemed to be in different worlds.

Ji Chuchu moved her lips, thinking about whether to say something to break this strange and strange stare.

The young boy suddenly raised his hand and touched his forehead.

If you look closely, you will find that the area on the forehead is a little red, as if someone has knocked it hard.

"..." He pursed his red lips and withdrew his gaze.

Lying down like a well-behaved and gentle little rabbit.

The whole body was buried in the arms of the angel doll.

He hugged the baby softly, and his little head kept humping in the baby's arms.

It was as if he was acting coquettishly with his angel doll, and still behaved well.

You are closer to a lifeless doll than to her mother.

It's as if the doll is his relative, and the doll is everything to him.

There are only dolls in his eyes and no one else.

Ji Chuchu looked at his rare childish look and softened her heart, but couldn't help feeling a little sad at the same time.

It's sour and a little bitter.

She sat on the edge of the bed, gently tucked him in, and couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Che... you like dolls very much, don't you?"
Chapter completed!