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Chapter 281 This President’s Painting Style Is Wrong (45)

Even Hua Qianxi is reluctant in every possible way.

But the intermittent choking sound still leaked from the corner of his lips.

Hua Qianxi cried so hard that she couldn't even speak a sentence, her small hands clenched into small fists, beating Ye Lin's chest time and time again angrily.

"It's all...it's all your fault, time and time again...playing me, playing me...is it fun!"

Hua Qianxi cried till the end and couldn't help hiccupping a little.

The puffed lips were aqua with luster.

I don't know if it's the reason for crying so pitifully, Hua Qianxi is like a peach full of sweetness with one bite.

"Playing with you?" Ye Lin raised her eyebrows, and easily grabbed Hua Qianxi's two little paws.

Her beating didn't hurt, it was more like scratching Yelin's chest when it landed on Yelin's chest, but Yelin was worried that her little hands would hurt.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, Ye Lin puffed pitifully, rubbing Hua Qianxi's already flushed little fist.

Hua Qianxi's little hands are soft and boneless.

Ye Lin held it in her palm as if it were a treasure, and asked amusedly, "Where did I play you?"

Ye Lin tried hard to recall how she played with this little girl before...

Uh, okay.

It's a little bit over the top.

But he really couldn't help it, the impulse was like peeling off layers of chains, he couldn't restrain it.

Seeing Hua Qianxi's aggrieved face, Ye Lin sighed and took a big step back.

"If you don't like it, I won't do it in the future. Don't hate me, okay?" He really likes her.

If this will make Hua Qianxi hate him...

Ye Lin pulled the corner of her lips with a wry smile.

It might as well be dead.

Yelin's eyes are sincere, staring at Hua Qianxi's eyes, the moment she moves back and forth, Hua Qianxi's heart also trembles.

Hua Qianxi clearly knew that she was not resisting in her heart.

She was even more afraid of herself.

The little hand was captured by Ye Lin in the palm of the big hand.

Yelin's palm is the warmth she is familiar with, which made her feel relieved for no reason, but also with faint expectations and palpitations.

what it's like.

Is she crazy?
Hua Qianxi seemed to want to escape this uncontrollable feeling, she shook her little hand as if struggling, but the big hand was relentless, holding Hua Qianxi's wrist, tighter and tighter.

Hua Qianxi's pupils were immediately filled with water swirling around again.

The soft and waxy voice is as thin as the sound of mosquitoes.

"Why are you always so frivolous and calm? Why is it me who is always vacillating? Why are you teasing me to think wildly, but you always have this indifferent attitude!"

What is the relationship between them?
Who crossed the line first?

Hua Qianxi bit her lower lip as soon as she finished speaking.

It seems that if you say a few more words, you will cry out in embarrassment.

She is not such a sentimental woman, but she stumbled in front of Ye Lin, feeling like the extremely holy little white lotus in the dog blood novel, her every move is very hypocritical.

Hua Qianxi wanted to get rid of this strange feeling.

But this kind of emotion that makes her go crazy is entrenched on the tip of Hua Qianxi's heart, restraining all of Hua Qianxi's every frown and smile.

Ye Lin stared blankly at the little girl who was crying and roaring at her. She cried pitifully, but roared very loudly, as if finally venting all the negative emotions suppressed in her heart.

Hearing Hua Qianxi's roar around him, Ye Lin subconsciously held the little girl in his arms with curious eyes cast on her.

(End of this chapter)