Song Zhao was stunned for a moment.

The palm of his hand touched the warm and flexible muscles of Lord Quanchen.

It's like an electric current is turned on, and it goes all the way down the skin to the tip of the heart.

She was in a trance for a moment, and a sentence came out of her heart, "Yes, it's quite fierce." ”

Si Yu's eyes became more and more strange.

His little Ah Zhao likes to go out to eat wild food?

Song Zhao quickly reacted.

Realizing that he had said something impolite, heat crept up from the soles of his feet.

Even the tips of the ears are a light pink, and the more white and red are shining, which is cute.

Violently withdrew his hand, rubbed it vigorously, and protested in a choked voice, "You, you don't talk nonsense, I don't like macho men, I'm a serious girl!" ”

Si Yu laughed, "Which serious girl plays with six macho men?" ”

After a pause, he skimmed her body with disdain, hating and loving, "I'm really not afraid of being tossed to death, am I?" ”

Song Zhao is going crazy.

I want to explain, but I don't know where to start.

could only retort anxiously, "Those macho men, I didn't call them, they have nothing to do with me." ”

Si Yu was skeptical.

Song Zhao bit his lip.

For some reason, he was questioned by Lord Quanchen about this kind of thing.

There was an inexplicable emotion that came up.

It's inexplicable.

The edges of her eyes turned red all of a sudden, like a red plum growing in the snow, and she lifted her leg and gave him a kick and ran.

It's just that before she can run a few steps, Si Yu, who is chasing after her, blocks her way.

He was about to reprimand her, but when he came into contact with the little girl's cat's eyes, which were red and distressed because of excessive grievance and anger, he couldn't say anything.

Who can stand it?

Si Yu's temper was gone.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, he flexed his finger and tapped the girl's forehead, "You went outside, I helped you clean up the mess, why are you still beating people?" ”

Song Zhao's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "I said that it was an oolong, whoever makes you not believe me, others can misunderstand me, but you can't misunderstand me." ”

Si Yu asked rhetorically, "Why can't I misunderstand you?" ”

"Because ......" Song Zhao paused, and she couldn't say why, she turned her head with a cold face, "It's just not." ”

"Okay." Si Yu chuckled, his tone a little playful, "It's quite domineering." ”

Song Zhao lowered his head and looked sullen.

Si Yu half-narrowed his eyes.

Staring at her little furry head for a moment, she sighed faintly.

He bent down, looked at her, and lowered his voice, "Brother shouldn't misunderstand you, it's my brother who is wrong, my brother apologizes to you, okay?" ”

Song Zhao stared at him.

Inexplicably, I feel that Lord Quan is so gentle.

He was so gentle with her that she suddenly couldn't help but feel a little hypocritical.

With his hands behind his back, he snorted arrogantly.

Then.

"Don't be unhappy."

Si Yu said lightly.

"If you apologize, you can't do it?"

As if feeling a little difficult, he thought about it for a moment.

Soon.

He held Song Zhao's hand and suddenly squatted down and half-knocked on one knee to the ground.

Song Zhao took the opportunity to look at him from top to bottom.

I felt the calloused fingertips of Lord Kwon gently rubbing against her wrist

The young man looked up at her, his dark peach blossom eyes, and the hook that hid bewitchment, could easily tremble the other party's heart.

"Brother is willing to surrender at your feet."

His extremely serious tone, his voice was as lazy and magnetic as ever, revealing a thick low connivance, "It's okay to be Ah Zhao's only minister?" ”