Chapter 20 The Cruel Beast (4)

"I like it because I like it—" Murong Qingyuan paused slightly, slowed down her pace, and said with some embarrassment, "It's just what Dad gave you——"

When Murong Shishan heard this, she immediately smiled slightly, her voice was no longer arrogant, but flattering, "As long as my sister likes it, my sister will give it to my sister."

"But——" Murong Qingyuan's clear eyes were like lake water, deep and cold, she said delicately, "This is what Daddy gave to my sister!"

"It's okay!" Murong Shishan waved her hand quickly and said with a smile, "Daddy gave my sister a lot of things, as long as my sister likes it, my sister can give all of it to my sister."

Looking at Murong Shishan with a flattering and smiling face, a trace of disgust flashed across Murong Qingyuan's eyes, this is something that bullies the weak and fears evil.

"Thank you sister for your kindness." Murong Qingyuan raised the whip in her hand again, and Murong Shishan narrowed her eyes again in fear, she didn't even dare to look, and her whole body trembled unconsciously.

 When Murong Qingyuan saw Murong Shishan who was so scared, she smiled and said, "Sister, don't be afraid, sister is just trying to see if this whip works or not."

The pain on Murong Shishan's cheek made her frowned uncontrollably. She should have looked extremely angry, but she managed to squeeze out a smile and whispered, "Then sister, can you take it a little further away?" Do you want to try? My sister is afraid of accidentally hurting you."

"Don't worry! My sister's swinging the whip is very accurate, and she will never accidentally injure you." Murong Qingyuan's eyes flickered sharply, and she parted her lips and smiled.

"The younger sister watched her dance with the whip—" Murong Shishan had a smile on her face, and her tone was as sweet as eating candied fruit.

"Well, my sister doesn't dance well, so please don't laugh my sister!" Murong Qingyuan looked at her again with a sharper gaze, and her smile changed slightly, as if with a touch of coldness.

That look directly made Murong Shishan shudder, she still smiled and said, "Okay, sister!"

"That's the beginning—" Murong Qingyuan raised the whip in her hand and lashed towards the lush uncle on the right.

When Murong Qingyuan was not paying attention, Murong Shishan's face changed suddenly, a trace of hatred gradually climbed onto her bloody face at this time, it looked so vicious and cruel, she She said fiercely in her heart, "Murong Qingyuan, today's enmity, I will definitely get back twice as much."

"Sister, what do you think of my sister's dance?" The leather whip hit the branch fiercely, and the branch shook unceasingly, and several layers of bark were removed by the whip.

Murong Shishan watched the bark keep falling, and shuddered again. Murong Qingyuan can still whip?

And the whip is so precise?

"Sister?" Murong Qingyuan looked at Murong Shishan who was already stunned with a smile in her eyes, and called softly.

When Murong Shishan was called by this voice that she would never forget, she immediately came back to her senses, her sinister eyes flashed past, and when she looked at Murong Qingyuan again, her eyes became softer, and she praised: , "My sister's whip dance is really good, and she is so precise, can my sister have a hand with my sister when you have time?"

Murong Qingyuan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm free now!"

Murong Shishan's eyes sank, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her cheeks, she said with a dry smile, "My sister has something to do today, so I can learn how to dance the leather whip from my sister some other day, okay?"

(End of this chapter)

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