If I don't follow the script, the bad woman will cry

Such actions revealed the elder sister's inner thoughts.

What the princess has, I can have too...

She can attract you, and I have no shortage of...

Although she looks serious and elegant, she actually has a strong desire to win.

But Ye Zhiyu's real purpose is not just that.

She had been following Su Ye all the time and watching him working hard, and she was a little frightened by this level of effort.

But she knew very well that Su Ye's hard work was actually all for the purpose of fighting with her younger brother.

Ultimately, the results of these efforts will be used on me.

For this battle, the young master was so cruel to himself that he even gave up his life.

Am I really a match for the young master?

Regardless of whether we can win or not, this will be a fierce battle!

As a sister, how could I bear it?

If the young master could be persuaded to stop, would the outcome be better?

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Zhiyu opened her mouth slightly.

"Master, can you please stop now? Don't, don't fight with Xiaofan anymore?"

Hearing this, Su Ye looked up at Ye Zhiyu and asked helplessly,

"Then can you convince your little brother to stop?"

Can you convince me to stop?

Is this really possible?

Ye Zhiyu was distracted for a moment, and she felt like her younger brother a while ago.

All he talked about was Su Ye, and he gritted his teeth whenever he mentioned him.

He looked as if he wanted to eat Su Ye alive, and it was obvious that he hated Su Ye to the extreme.

Convince Ye Fan like this?

It's really too difficult, almost impossible.

Ye Zhiyu was silent. She didn't know what to say.

After holding it in for a long time, she finally spoke again, and this time, she was speaking up for her younger brother.

"Then Master, why did you force her?"

Chapter 30: White silk has additional uses

Facing Ye Zhiyu's words, Su Ye chose to be honest this time.

"Because I have a way."

“Some things you don’t want to do, but you have to do them.”

There was a hint of helplessness in Su Ye's words.

Although it seems that nothing is said, the amount of information contained in the words is enormous.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

The elegant and gentle elder sister is not lacking in wisdom, and Su Ye's words are completely clear to her.

She vaguely understood something.

Although I don’t know what exactly happened, maybe this was not the young master’s original intention?

In other words, the young master doesn't actually want to force that girl Youlian?

Her face brightened a little, and Ye Zhiyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

If that's the case, then I just need to convince my younger brother.

Of course, given my hatred for the young master, this would be a difficult task.

But despite this, Ye Zhiyu still wanted to give it a try.

"Master, I will try to convince my younger brother."

Ye Zhiyu became serious and made a solemn promise to Su Ye.

This time, Su Ye looked at Ye Zhiyu with some surprise in his eyes.

If it were the original Ye Zhiyu, no matter what she said, she would firmly believe that it was her fault.

Then she'll lean towards her brother?

But this time, she was actually willing to believe herself and convince her brother?

I didn't expect that the paranoid Voldemort of the past would actually say such a thing.

It seems that Ye Zhiyu has undergone a significant change.

It's really magical.

The other side.

Being stared at by Su Ye like this, Ye Zhiyu soon felt a little uncomfortable and a little shy.

With her head lowered and a blush on her tender cheeks, Ye Zhiyu's eyes were a little evasive, not daring to meet the gaze of the young master in front of her.

Ye Zhiyu opened her mouth slightly and said something at random, trying to change the subject.

"Master, you, I... do you still want to..."

But before she could finish her words, she was suddenly attacked by the young master.

At this moment, she felt a strange touch on her beautiful legs, which almost made her scream out.

Looking down, Ye Zhiyu immediately saw that the young master's hands were on her legs.

At this moment, Su Ye placed his hands on Ye Zhiyu's beautiful legs and gently brushed them.

He just couldn't let go of his elder sister's pair of white stockings.

After being accustomed to Ji Yunrong's slender and fair figure, now seeing her voluptuous legs and white stockings in front of me, there is indeed a different flavor.

Both have their merits, but if we talk about the feel.

Of course, the chubby ones are better.

"Tsk tsk, why did Sister Zhiyu think of wearing white silk? I have to say, white silk and Sister Zhiyu really match well."

Su Ye pinched it gently, feeling satisfied.

"As a means of seducing me, you have succeeded quite well."

Listening to the young master's words and feeling the warmth from him on her legs, Ye Zhiyu's pretty face turned red as if blood was about to drip out.

Curling up her pair of white silk legs, Ye Zhiyu spoke softly, trying to refute the young master's words.

"Master, Master, you misunderstood. I, I didn't even think of doing this."

"Then why did Sister Zhiyu choose to wear white silk when she came out with me? You've never worn it before, have you?"

"I just, I just think it's pretty..."

But before Ye Zhiyu could say half of her words, Su Ye blocked her mouth!

"It's a reward for you."

Su Ye raised his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he kissed her deeply again.

Ye Zhiyu felt that her brain was blank, her eyes widened and she stared at Su Ye blankly.

For a moment, it seemed that even the idea of ​​resistance had been forgotten.

It was not until a long time later, when their lips parted, that Ye Zhiyu finally reacted.

I was forcefully kissed! ?

I was actually kissed by the young master!

Obviously, this is clearly someone’s first kiss.

The kissed sister pursed her lips, stared at the bad young master in front of her, and couldn't help but protest,

"Master, how could you do this..."

It was called a protest, but the words that came out were soft and had no offensive power at all.

Even Ye Zhiyu's tone was soft, and there was no sign of dissatisfaction at all.

In the end, Ye Zhiyu just bit her lip and lowered her head, too shy to look at the young master in front of her.

The weak older sister always looks shy and wants to refuse something.

It looks like it makes people want to continue bullying him!

Su Ye put on an innocent smile, pinched the elder sister's chin, leaned close to her ear and whispered,

"Sister Zhiyu, do you know that this white silk has an additional use?"

As a young master, isn't it your duty to teach your own maid?

Now that you are wearing white silk, of course you have to understand the purpose of white silk for you.

Ye Zhiyu, who was totally different from this, just opened her watery eyes and tilted her head to look at the young master.

"But, this is just a pair of socks, how else can you use it?"

This confused and bewildered look really makes people feel like the bullying is not enough!

But having said that, in light of previous lessons, Ye Zhiyu was also very clear about one thing.

This usage is definitely not very serious.

After all, what the young master taught me before was nothing serious.

In this regard, when Ye Zhiyu faced the young master's persuasion,

"You have to learn it if you don't know it. Sister Zhiyu, just listen to me and do it. How do you think?"

"I...I'd rather not do that, Master..."

"Sister Zhiyu, as a maid, you should listen to the young master, right?"

"You...I...um..."

Ye Zhiyu's delicate body went limp, and in the end, she could only let the young master do whatever he wanted to her.

I also wanted to refuse, but my resistance was so weak.

A few half-hearted words of rejection, and a slight struggle, made it completely impossible to refuse.

What else can I do? I can only ask the young master to come.

But even in the wild and remote areas, there is no fear of being discovered.

The elder sister chose to bite her lips and endure it, not letting herself make too much noise.

Looking up, it seemed like she was lying down, but Ye Zhiyu still supported herself with both hands and straightened her back a little.

But those eyes didn't dare to look at the young master at all.

With her head tilted to the side, her cheeks flushed, Ye Zhiyu bit her lip to endure it, but she became more and more weak and fragile.

Especially the scattered hair on her temples, which were stuck to her cheeks by sweat, made her elegant appearance even more charming.

At this moment, Ye Zhiyu is so beautiful that it makes people extremely moved.

at the same time.

Ye Fan was in a dark restricted area, surrounded by darkness that seemed to swallow everything.

But he could clearly feel the shouting in front of him.

The sound of swords echoed in his ears, calling out to him, its master!

Looking in the direction where the sword sound came from, Ye Fan raised a confident arc on the corner of his mouth.