The child fell to the ground with a chirp, still facing the ground, looking a bit miserable.

Little tuo.

Even Fu Yue's lips couldn't help but twitch.

She took a step forward, stretched out her hand to lift the child who fell on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and then hugged him in her arms.

Fu Yue held the baby in his arms and turned to ask Junheng, "Where did this kid come from?"

Of course she said nonsense just now.

If Tiandao had an illegitimate child...hehe, it would be unimaginable.

Jun Heng walked over, and the corners of the snow-colored clothes flashed past Fu Yue, and he hugged the child she was holding in his arms without changing his face, and said slowly: "This is the little prince of the Dragon Race."

The child was hugged, and Fu Yue's hand froze in an instant, and she didn't react for a while.

? ? ?

Meet Fu Yue's puzzled eyes.

Jun Heng explained without changing his face: "He is a boy."

Fu Yue: "...hehe."

"So what did you bring him over?" Fu Yue still didn't understand this guy's brain circuit.

I brought the little prince of the dragon clan. Everyone knows how stingy and brave the dragons are, how can they hand over the prince of a clan to others casually?

This person... won't be a robbery?

Such an idea came out of Fu Yue's mind.

as expected.

Jun Heng said in the next sentence, "Don't you like children? I saw that this child looks good, you should like it, so I will bring him over to play with you for a few days."

Fu Yue: "..."

Is the child used for play?

Fu Yue held his forehead with a headache, "Where did you bring him?"

How could Jun Heng do such an inconspicuous thing?

Did not wait for Jun Heng to speak.

The glutinous rice dumpling he held in his hands opened his red lips and said quietly, "Master Tiandao captured me from the sky. I watched the scenery in the sky, and one was taken by him without paying attention. Up."

Fu Yue: "..."

She turned her head and glared at Jun Heng, "Why are you such a tiger?"

The beauty in Xueyi frowned slightly. He obviously didn't quite understand the meaning of "tiger".

However, it is not a good adjective.

Jun Heng pursed his lips.

The tone was suddenly aggrieved.

"You said you like children..."

Fu Yue could feel it. In the second half of the sentence, this person might want to say, "I just made one for you. Why are you still angry?"

Fu Yue propped his head with one hand, waved his hand towards Jun Heng, weakly saying: "I don't want to talk to you now, I want to be quiet."

Looking at Fu Yue, and then at Jun Heng, the child in black suddenly opened his white and tender arms towards Fu Yue, his two big eyes were incredibly beautiful, and the frost between his eyebrows faded away.

Softly Road.

"Hug."

Fu Yue: "!!!"

Jun Heng: "..."

Fu Yue just stretched out his hand to hold the glutinous rice dumpling in Jun Heng's arms, but he did not expect that Jun Heng took a step back, reached out and grabbed the child's back collar directly, and carried him in his hand.

"Since you don't like it, I just send him back."

Fu Yue glared at him.

He stretched out his hand and snatched the kid over, muttering: "Since he was taken captive, let me play for two days and go back."

Child:"……"

His heart is so tired.

He is a dragon! ! Not a toy! !

Jun Heng: "..."

He seems to have done a stupid thing.