Chapter 257: The violent demon is a little obedient 15

Shen Yizhi's hand was slapped abruptly, and he was not angry. Instead, he bends his lips, his eyes are smiling, and he looks at the visitor warmly.
After seeing the scene in front of him, a little consternation flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly hidden again, and he spoke slowly with a gentle and clear voice.
"Jing Rong, why are you here? Master has been looking for you for a long time, but he is too anxious."
He is like a generous brother who is educating his disobedient brother, even if it is reprimanding, he is not half angry.
Jing Rong's eyes tucked lightly, and she pulled out a fascinating touch, her bright red lips curled slightly, and her voice like ice and snow seemed to be ironic.
"Master is anxious? It's more anxious than him, shouldn't it be you?"
He looked up and down with a gentle and jade-like calmness, and a sneer overflowed from his thin lips.
The expression on Shen Yizhi's face froze, as if his perfectly disguised face had cracks.
After all, he is just a twelve-year-old boy now.
It is difficult to perfectly conceal one's emotions even if he has been taught in a scheming manner since childhood.
Especially under the provocation of Jing Rong.
Su Tang looked up at the two people who were arguing blankly. She only felt that the tight camouflage that enveloped Shen Yi had been pried open by a small slit. Through that slit, she saw the heavy malice in it, twisted and twisted. Crazy.
"Let's go back."
Jingrong ignored him, but walked over and took the girl's hand.
The little girl was in a daze. Jing Rong held her hands and forgot to break free. She followed him towards her home without any resistance.
Shen Yi did not stop it either.
If he wants to stop, there is no way.
But he is now in a critical period, and he can't use magic easily, otherwise he will lose all his efforts if he is not careful...
However, Shen Yizhi was not worried.
There is a father here.
What kind of waves can be caused by a mere scene?
He curled the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes dimmed after his eyes fell on the hands of the boy and the girl.
For a moment, his eyes were cold like a poisonous snake.
...
Jing Rong walked in a hurry, and with big steps, Su Tang stumbled all the way and was pulled back into the house by him.
After returning to the house, Jing Rong let go of her little hand.
Su Tang immediately withdrew his hand, and rubbed the wrist of his left hand with his paw.
Originally, Bai Shengsheng had an extra circle of bruise on his wrist like a lotus root, which seemed to hurt.
The little girl hissed slightly.
He put his wrist to his mouth and blew.
Jing Rong noticed Su Tang's movements and immediately followed his eyes.
The bruising on the wrist is particularly noticeable.
"..."
Jing Rong pressed her lips, knowing that she was too hard when she came back, so she accidentally hurt her.
The little milk bag was pulled back vigorously by him, and he didn't complain.
Inexplicably, he felt a little more inexplicable emotions.
"……Sorry."
Su Tang waved his paw.
"It's okay, I didn't care about this little injury at all!"
For his own little brother, Su Tang is extra tolerant.
Jing Rong silently looked at the little milk bag with a bright smile, not caring or holding grudges, and his heart was a little blocked.
He hesitated for a while, stepped forward, and took the girl's hand with his slender fingers. The cold fingertips lightly touched the bruise on the girl's wrist.
"Does it hurt?"
Seeing him look guilty, Su Tang rolled her eyes around.
Passed his hand in front of his eyes.
"It won't hurt if you blow!"
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