Routine Tsundere Bamboo Horse Raiders

Chapter 127 Our Brother's Honorable Hand
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Lan Qiduo, who realized what she had said, blushed suddenly, and stammered to explain: "That, that, I was just joking..."

It's okay if she doesn't explain, but once she explains it, it feels like there is no silver 300 taels here.

The picture is even more embarrassing.

Ling Xiyu was no stranger to her behavior, she didn't even raise her eyelids, but said with a chill, "We don't know each other well enough to joke around, do we?"

"After all, we're just a normal relationship, huh?"

Lan Qiduo blinked her beautiful big eyes, and it didn't take long for her to realize it.

What the hell!

This is a dog man who must retaliate.

Always be able to suffocate her with what she said!

"What do you want to do this time?" Ling Xiyu didn't need to guess, she must be bored and looking for something to do.

this day.

Look at her piss.

"Oh, how can you treat me like this~" Lan Qiduo's voice suddenly softened, and she glared at him shyly and angrily, "I will be sad if you look like this~"

As he said that, a white and slender hand was about to rest on Ling Xiyu's body.

Ling Xiyu slapped it mercilessly, and hit it up, "Speak well."

The strength of Ling Xiyu's hand was not strong, but she just patted it intentionally. Maybe Lan Qiduo's little hand was too delicate, and it didn't take long for it to turn red.

"Hey, you hit me~" Lan Qiduo's big watery eyes were full of grievances, and her rosy lips pursed slightly, as if accusing him: "You actually hit me, hey~"

"Have you played enough?" Ling Xiyu pinched the center of her brows, and felt a headache when she heard the screen-full "嘿嘤嘤".

She played Farewell My Concubine on her own yesterday, but he just passed by and accidentally knocked her a bottle of juice, and she would cry delicately, "My lord, what is wrong with this concubine? Punish the concubine~"

Really fine.

"You still hate me~" Lan Qiduo sucked her little red nose, and coquettishly stretched out that weak and boneless little hand in front of him, her tone full of grievances: "Little hand is red, I want to blow it!" .”

Ling Xiyu raised her eyelids, and saw that there was indeed a small red spot on her hand, which was particularly obvious against her fair skin.

But he just glanced at it briefly, still unmoved.

"Little brother~" Lan Qiduo looked at him with red eyes.

delicate and charming.

"Okay." Ling Xiyu couldn't resist her.

Raising his hand to catch her little hand, his cool fingertips caressed the back of her hand, and then slowly circled to her palm along the back of the hand, and squeezed it lightly.

Very light intensity.

Very slow movement.

It was itchy like a feather brushing lightly.

He leaned close to her ear and blew lightly, and said in a low voice, "Do you still want to blow your hand?"

Lan Qiduo reacted in a jerk, her face flushed in the next second, like a frightened deer, she immediately pushed him away, "No, no need..."

He is really too scary.

The blower hand that was agreed, he he he he touched it directly?
Even if you touch it, it's still so ambiguous...

The wife is flirting, okay?
"Can you talk properly?" Ling Xiyu was clearly asking her, but with a sense of refusal.

She had a hunch that if she dared to say "no," the consequences would be more than a little serious.

"That, that, aren't we just an ordinary cohabitation relationship?" Lan Qiduo felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said.

She was so considerate that she was going to take the umbrella in his hand, "How can our brother hold such a heavy thing in such a noble hand~"

(End of this chapter)