The Secret Service Princess is in trouble again

Chapter 388 Tear off the camouflage [5]

Hearing the word "sister", no matter how calm Bai Lan was, she couldn't help but click her tongue.

Luo Qingyue is really eloquent, is she really 15 years old?
"I don't understand what you're talking about." Before Bai Lan finished speaking, Luo Qingyue touched Bai Lan's wrist with one hand and twisted it forcefully, only to hear a 'click' in the air. There was a yell, Bai Lan's wrist was twisted by Luo Qingyue and his bones were broken.

"Sister, you are really duplicity. Look at you are so old, I didn't expect the voice to be so nice. Sister, don't tell my sister, how do you maintain your good voice? My younger sister is also following suit, and in the future, when my younger sister is old, I can carry forward my sister's secret technique."

One mouthful of one sister, one mouthful of one sister, made Bai Lan complain incessantly.

Even Luo Longyu at the side couldn't help showing a smile, this girl Qingyue is really weird!
Zhao Quan was dumbfounded.

Bai Lan was originally an old man in disguise, and her voice had always been disguised as a hoarse and dull tone, but just now when Luo Qingyue suddenly sprained her wrist, Bai Lan shouted subconsciously, unexpectedly revealing her original voice.

No matter how stupid Zhao Quan was, after hearing Luo Qingyue's words, combined with the current situation, he would understand one or two of them.

"Ah!" An exclamation came from Luo Qingyue's mouth.

Bai Lan was startled, thinking that something happened to Luo Qingyue, she looked at her only to find that Luo Qingyue was staring at her palm, as if realizing something, Bai Lan really wanted to make a fist, but with a slight movement of her, it touched the The injured wrist was immediately painful and dripping with sweat.

"Sister, your palms are so white and delicate, so pretty." Luo Qingyue admired 'sincerely', "Sister, just by looking at you, you have never done any work, even simple chopping firewood, boiling water and cooking. Bar?"

Luo Qingyue blinked her watery eyes studiously, "Look at your palm, it's delicate and smooth, although there are wrinkles and fine lines, but it still can't hide the natural smoothness and fairness, sister, you are so old now, I really don't know how I survived when I was young. Don't people in the village wash and cook?
Could it be that my sister was being waited on to grow old?Sister, you are so lucky, it’s just the maids, why didn’t I see one of them, sister? "

Luo Qingyue pretended to be curious, looked left and right, but she couldn't see the so-called maid.

Bai Lan was dumbfounded for a moment.

Luo Qingyue's few words hit her fatal weakness.

But when did Luo Qingyue discover these details?

"Sister, you are hardworking, but you should never go to the river to wash clothes. What's more unfortunate is that you actually met us. What do you think, sister?"

When handing the Bailan wooden barrel by the river, Luo Qingyue saw the palm of her hand.

For an old man who has lived in a mountain village for six to seventy years, his palms should be covered with calluses, but Bailan's palms have no calluses except for wrinkles.

Obviously, this person has not done any heavy work.Otherwise, how could it be so?

"Who are you?" Zhao Quan came to his senses, questioning Bai Lan with a look of gloom that didn't belong to him.

No matter how stupid or stupid he was, he could still understand it from Luo Qingyue's few words.

(End of this chapter)