In the living room, Qin Lang sat on the sofa, let go of Su Xiaoxiao's hand, and said suspiciously: Xiaoxiao, do you feel uncomfortable when I hold your hand? Otherwise, why do you always want to struggle so hard?

Or is it because you already have someone else in your heart?

Su Xiaoxiao was startled, and her face was pale, young master, why did you say this?

Her heart was pounding, and she glanced at Qin Lang who was sitting on the sofa with a sad face out of the corner of her eye, and her head was already a mess.

What does the young master mean by asking?

Compared with modern times, Su Xiaoxiao is in the cardamom years, and his love is beginning to open, so it is inevitable that he will become extremely sensitive in the relationship between men and women.

Especially Qin Lang, the object whose smile alone can make her dream the same dream for several nights in a row, can't help but reverie.

It's like when an ordinary boy is in class, the cold and glamorous class flower who has always been unsmiling suddenly looks back at him more, and he will think crankily in his heart, does this girl like me?

Otherwise, why would she always look back at me? Would she be going to confess to me?

Do I want to say no? or do I accept it?

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Su Xiaoxiao is in the middle of it!

She pinched her white fingers and struggled violently with the corners of her clothes, not knowing how to speak.

If there is anything, what if the young master misunderstands and gets angry, and will never hold her hand again in the future?

But if she said no, the young master would become more and more bold in the future, and she would be a little scared.

For a while, I fell into a tangle.

Qin Lang saw the little girl's twisted posture, and chuckled, you don't have to be too entangled, there is nothing to do, if you have a favorite object, just tell me, I already know about your things, and I won't be careless in the future.

That boy's name is Ye Feng, right? I grew up with you in the Sunshine Orphanage, or is it a childhood sweetheart, and now it seems to be missing?

You don't have to worry, I believe that a good man has good luck, and he will definitely come back one day, maybe this day is not too far away.

Every sentence was like a blunt knife, cutting a hole in Su Xiaoxiao's fragile skin.

In the end, Qin Lang even pierced a sharp knife into Su Xiaoxiao's heart, wishing you lovers to become married.

No, it's not like this, young master, you misunderstood! Su Xiaoxiao was flustered, and her words were a little crying.

When they were young, Su Xiaoxiao and Ye Feng were indeed childhood sweethearts, but at such a young age, how could they understand the feelings between men and women?

What's more, in the past, Su Xiaoxiao always helped Ye Feng to fight against those bad children in the orphanage, and many of them were beaten by Ye Feng.

Between the two, they are more like sisters and brothers in distress, even in the early stages of the original work.

Why are you crying? Qin Lang stretched out his hand and pulled Su Xiaoxiao's delicate body into his arms, helping to wipe his tears, I said the wrong thing?

Well, Su Xiao pouted aggrievedly and hummed from his nose.

Qin Lang said curiously, what if when Ye Feng comes back, he wants to pursue you?

Xiao Feng has always regarded me as a sister. Su Xiaoxiao shook his head, but after seeing Qin Lang's brows that did not stretch, he continued to add, If Xiao Feng is really like what the young master said, I will not agree to him, I just treat him as a younger brother.

Ding!Ye Feng, the son of luck, has a 1000 luck point, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Mandate of Heaven villain value +10000!

Tut!

Hearing the system prompt, Qin Lang's heart felt relieved.

He was just helping Su Xiaoxiao get a preventive shot, but he didn't expect to have this unexpected gain!

Holding Su Xiaoxiao, who was still trembling in his arms, Qin Lang's heart was fluttering for a while, although the little girl was light and soft, her skin was still smooth and tight, especially the pair of slender and delicate legs, wrapped in white stockings, pressed on his body, it was inevitable that there would be a little charming.

Young Master Su Xiaoxiao muttered in his heart and wanted to bow his head.

Qin Lang hurriedly changed the topic and pinched Su Xiaoxiao's thigh, it's been so many days, why are you still so thin?

Su Xiaoxiao snorted lightly with a red cheek.

She could feel that the young master was no longer entangled in Xiao Feng's matter, and her heart was much better.

It's true, I don't know why the young master likes to think so much, how can he say that she and Xiao Feng are a couple?

She really treats Xiao Feng as her own brother, and how long Xiao Feng has been missing, I don't know if she has forgotten her sister.

Let's add a dish in the evening, and add a papaya pork rib soup to the eight dishes and two soups that I usually make.

Su Xiaoxiao subconsciously sighed, and when she was wondering why she wanted to add an extra dish of pork rib soup, she saw Qin Lang's gaze stay on her chest, and her pretty face turned red.

hurriedly escaped from Qin Lang's arms.

What's wrong?" Qin Lang crossed Erlang's legs, his face was not red and he was not panting and took the initiative to ask.

Su Xiaoxiao snorted shyly, turned around like a lark, and ran briskly to the nanny room on the second floor.

Boom!

After closing the door, Su Xiaoxiao blushed and fell on the soft bed, buried her head in the pillow, and kept repeating the word bad in her mouth.

After a long while, my face was so red that I let myself go, and I breathed the air greedily and greedily, and I still couldn't help but think of what had just happened.

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, and carefully weighed them, falling into self-doubt.

Isn't it really too small?

Young master, does he like that plump type?

Is it really possible to grow up a little bit by drinking papaya pork rib soup?

Thinking about it, Su Xiaoxiao quenched herself again, and secretly scolded herself for being shameless.

She held her cheeks with both hands and rubbed them around angrily, ahhhh

If you are younger, the young master, he may not be holding hands in the future!