Chapter 1135 My Gentle Tyrant (17)

Fu Yue didn't even need to look at this man's face to know that he must be Ji Rong.

The reason was simple. The child was wearing an extremely loose and ill-fitting dragon robe.

Fu Yue: "..."

He became smaller.

Everything is getting smaller.

Fu Yue walked to the child, easily picked him up and put him on the bed, and then looked at his face carefully twice.

The child looks about five years old.

It is a very small one, with a soft body when held in arms, a fair and tender face with a little baby fat, but the eyebrows and eyes are already extremely delicate, and the facial features are as deep as painted.

The lips are as red as jelly.

Looking at Ji Rong carefully like this, Fu Yue suddenly discovered that there was a very small tear mole in the corner of his eye, which added a sense of enchantment for no reason.

This face is completely a miniature version of Ji Rong.

Fu Yue suddenly felt wretched in her heart.

Now the man is smaller.

Still in modern times...

Although she doesn’t know what the situation is, no matter what, this person can be bullied by her!

Ji Rong was awakened by Fu Yuerua.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Yue stretching out her sinful hands and squeezing his face desperately.

Ji Rong was shocked: "...?"

He frowned and slapped Fu Yue's hand away, "Presumptuous!"

The voice was soft and soft, not threatening at all.

Ji Rong's face froze.

His voice?

He stiffened his head and lowered his head, realizing that he had shrunk.

Ji Rong tried to get out of bed, but found that when he sat on the bed, his legs couldn't even reach the ground.

"..."

He became a little smaller.

Ji Rong had an expression of doubt on life. When such an expression appears on a child's face, it becomes extremely funny.

Fu Yue burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha."

Ji Xiaorong's eyes flew over with the knife, and her voice was soft but sinister: "Qin Chu, please explain to me carefully. Is it because of you that I am like this?"

"You still collaborated with that assassin to assassinate me, which is simply treason! If you commit the following offense, you are committing a capital crime!"

Fu Yue rolled her eyes.

She reached out and picked up Ji Xiaorong effortlessly.

Ji Xiaorong's face turned pale: "Let me go!"

After struggling for a few times, it was of no use, and Ji Xiaorong looked disheveled.

Fu Yue carried the child to the window, pointed at the scene outside and said to him: "Look carefully, is this still your Ji family dynasty?"

There happens to be a road outside the window.

Many vehicles were speeding away above.

Fu Yue could clearly feel that the child's little hand holding her neck tightened without leaving a trace.

Ji Xiaorong was silent for a few seconds.

Youyou asked: "What kind of monster is this?"

"And where am I?"

Fu Yue didn't mind at all that what he said would refresh this kid's worldview.

"This is the world a thousand years from now. Your Majesty, your Ji family dynasty has died."

Ji Xiaorong was stunned, then came to her senses and said angrily: "That's nonsense!"

Fu Yue threw him to the ground.

"believe it or not."

…

Ji Ronghua spent two hours finally accepting the fact that his dynasty had been destroyed, and then fell into isolation.

The child huddled on the bed.

Fu Yue played with the original owner's phone for a while, and of course it was unlocked with fingerprints. She found that the original owner had the habit of writing diaries, which were all stored in notes on the phone.

Just looked at it briefly.

Fu Yue searched for several important information.

The original owner was an orphan, lived alone, had few friends, and had a small social circle.

Most importantly, there is no money.

Fu Yue sighed heavily.

She glanced at the little emperor who was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Hello."

The other party ignored her.

"Ji Rong?"

The little emperor glanced at her, but still didn't say anything.

Fu Yue gritted his teeth: "If you continue to ignore me, I will throw you away and let you fend for yourself!"

The little emperor was stunned: "...thrown me away?"

He suddenly smiled disdainfully: "Will I rely on you as a woman?"

…

Two minutes later.

The little emperor was picked up by the collar and thrown to the gate.

Fu Yue twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Then, my dear Emperor, just be self-reliant!"

After saying this.

The door was slammed shut.

Ji Xiaorong sneered and left without hesitation.

Just leave. Could it be that this dignified, seven-foot-tall man couldn't survive alone? ?

How ridiculous!

As a result, Ji Xiaorong turned around and saw a taller dog walking towards him slowly.

Ji Xiaorong: "!!!"

His legs were weak, really.

Ji Xiaorong immediately made the decision to knock on Fu Yue's door. She was very timid.

"Qin Chu, please open the door for me quickly, and I will stop arguing with you!"

"Qin Chu, you still haven't come out!!"

"Qin Chu, please help me. I was wrong. Dogs are so scary..."

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"Speak without counting the words."

The little emperor and Fu Yueyue's hilarious modern sand sculpture, they will wear it again.

Good night