Carry away directly

  Looking at the two of them staring each other down, the atmosphere was very bad. Water Lian Jin, who was not good at handling this kind of thing, didn't know how to persuade them. Quick-witted Feng Lie Xing hastily stepped forward, standing directly between them with a sunny smile on his face: "Shi Ran, actually we didn't mean anything else. Long Xiao Gui is also a guy after all, and it's not convenient for you two to be together. And you," he raised an eyebrow looking at Shi Ran's dirty appearance, "are the one who should take a good bath, look at your current state, tsk tsk" He pretended to be concerned as he spread his hands, "You're filthy."

  "You think I want to?" Xuan Yanran's face turned red with anger, this guy actually said she was dirty in front of so many people, a girl, it was really too much, and he didn't have any dignity to begin with.

  The fierce words suddenly pulled the stiff atmosphere back up, but in the next second, I heard the child's wailing voice, "No, Luca wants to take a bath with Shifan together, don't want to be with them, no, Shifan!"

  Ignored by everyone, Luka had already finished the bread in his hand. Listening to their opposition, he even taught the girl not to bathe with him together, and that small body on the bed was struggling to turn over and cry out grievances.

  "Ruka..." Just as she was about to move forward, three tall figures suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her path. Then, they walked towards Ruka's direction.

  As the footsteps approached, Ruka's small ears twitched and his crying grew louder. Just as he was about to fling himself into Xuan Yiran's arms with a face full of grievance, his wails suddenly ceased. His body stiffened as the newcomer turned out not to be Xuan Yiran, but three men with faces that seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, their expressions twisted into sinister grins as they closed in on him.

  "What... what are you bad people going to do?" Luka was so scared that he couldn't even cry, and hastily retreated backward. Just as he was about to continue retreating and open his mouth to call for help from Xuan Yiran, suddenly, his small hand tightened, and he saw a man with flaxen hair tightly grasping him, after which a gloomy voice sounded, "Little Dragon Ghost, let's go, brother will take you to wash up."

  After finishing speaking, Feng Lie Xing didn't give the little demon a chance to resist, and quickly and smoothly picked him up. To be more accurate, he carried him on his back like a sack of rice, without any gentle movements.

  Xuan Yan looked at this process with a dazed expression, and after just a few seconds, a strong gust of wind suddenly flashed by in front of her. The next second, she moved her gaze to her hands, only to find that the set of clothes she had prepared for Luka had already disappeared. She raised her head again to look around, but the figures of the four people had vanished without a trace.

  What's going on here?...