Chapter 875: Childish Ghost

The man's lips were pasted, and Lu Xiaoyou was visibly shocked.

kissed her in front of Han Xiu, this master who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, also has such a naïve time?

His lips grinded on Lu Xiaoyou's lips, not taking Han Xiu in his eyes, only occupying Lu Xiaoyou's lips to declare his sovereignty.

Han Xian's whole person froze in place, and he didn't come out of why he had to suffer from the critical attack of these two people's dog food.

It was just a shallow kiss, Long Xiliang didn't go deeper, he wouldn't let the third person see Lu Xiaoyou being kissed.

was kissed in front of Han Xian, Lu Xiaoyou made a grimace at Long Xiliang.

Childish ghosts!

The man frowned, expressing his dissatisfaction, he needed Lu Xiaoyou to coax him, otherwise he would be angry with her.

Lu Xiaoyou turned her head to talk to Han Xian, but the naïve man's eyes were quick and he turned her face over.

She slapped his hand: "I can't say goodbye to Brother Xian"

Han Yu's heart is beating suddenly!

it! Lu Xiaoyou did it on purpose, right?!

She hadn't called him "Brother Xian" for a long time, and Han Xian's heart was trembling at this shout, and she only felt that she was going to die soon.

Sure enough, Long Xiliang's face sank, Han Xian didn't want to die here today, so he still quickly slipped away.

"I'll go first"

Under the strong pressure of Long Xiliang, Han Xian's head fell into a waterfall heavy rain.

It took a great deal of effort for him to make a sound, and then, with all his might, he pulled up his feet and walked out.

When he passed by Long Xiliang, Han Xian only felt that there was a powerful aura on the man's body, which made his scalp numb, and the skin and flesh on his body were torn and painful.

It wasn't until he was a few meters away from Long Xiliang that Han Xian felt that he had come back to life and took a big breath.

I even felt the joy of being reborn.

Han Xian had already walked away, and only Lu Xiaoyou and Long Xiliang were left in the corridor passage.

The man's hand was still clasped on her arm, but no matter how strong his aura was, the woman who was locked in his arms also looked like a beautiful and wandering woman.

"Brother Xian, huh?" The man is going to settle accounts with her.

"What's the matter?" she asked knowingly, like a cat coquettish.

"It's so intimate!"

He was very unhappy, with obvious disdain in his deep voice, and a disgust on his noble face.

"Where's intimacy?" Lu Xiaoyou innocently blinked his long eyelashes.

"You've never done this to me," the man said halfway through, but because of his arrogant self-esteem and reason, he fell silent again.

The woman's chest was attached to his chest through the fabric, and the two were like a pair of beautiful people, leaning on each other.

"Xiao Liangliang, don't you think this is intimate?"

Long Xiliang's face darkened, he didn't like this title at first, and he was dissatisfied, but only Lu Xiaoyou would call him that way in this world, and he couldn't give birth to a little annoying emotion.

But under the title of "Brother Xian", doesn't "Xiao Liangliang" seem weak?

The man didn't answer her, but snorted softly, expressing his displeasure.

The deer's swan-like neck curved gracefully in the light, and she turned her head sideways and rested her dansha lips on the man's earlobe.

A low and coquettish voice spit out from the tip of the wet tongue:

"Do you want me to call you, Brother Xiliang?"

She giggled, and her snow-white teeth bit the other person's earlobe:

"I don't want to call you brother, it feels like we are incest."