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To use a more colloquial sentence to describe Lin Lan's current state is - make you beautiful, what are you blind and beautiful, make you beautiful.

The nameless fire of jealousy burned Lin Lan's reason, seeing Lin Yi and Sister Qiu "kissing me and me" at the dining table, when thinking of the kitchen when I first came home, and then thinking of the door of the small supermarket in the afternoon, the jealousy burned more fully, like someone took a bucket of gasoline and poured it on it, and then mixed it with sugar and rubber.

"Wow......"

Lin Lan held the chopsticks in her right hand, and the chopsticks and the wall of the bowl were beating, clanging.

The left hand "found another way" and pinched Lin Yi's thigh fiercely, as if he was about to twist off a piece of meat.

"Knock ......"

Lin Yi, who was still looking springy, suddenly gritted his teeth, and pressed his palms heavily on the table, just like a seriously injured and dying knight in a martial arts TV series, barely supporting the ground, but his face was as pale as white paper.

In order to hide the change in his complexion, Lin Yi had to lower his head and prevent Sister Qiu on the opposite side from discovering the abnormality.

After glancing at Lin Yi sideways, Lin Lan laughed casually, but the movements in his hands were a little heavier.

Gritting his teeth, even though he was extremely cowardly on weekdays, Lin Yi still fought back. The hand that did not hold the chopsticks was the same as Lin Lan, and reached under the table and touched it along Lin Lan's palm.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Yi grabbed Lin Lan's tender hand.

It's soft, it's very cold, and it seems to be tingling with electricity when you touch it.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lan, who dared to fight back, stiffened her body, especially after Lin Ling's hand held her hand, this stiffness was even more serious.

Almost all of them became a sitting vegetative person.

The rapid current began to be transmitted from the fingertips, impacting all the neurons in an invincible attitude, breaking through one node after another, and killing Lin Lan's nerve center first.

She seemed to see that, in the blue neural network, Lin Yi had transformed into a cavalryman in heavy armor and holding a spear, his eyes resolutely looking straight ahead, and the war horse under his crotch roared and galloped.

Reflecting this exaggerated artistic technique into reality is - Lin Lan's body suddenly shook, just like boys would smoke after going to the toilet.

The table was shaken by Lin Lan's twitching, and the dishes and chopsticks on it also collided gently.

"Lin Lan, are you feeling unwell?"

Okra put down the dishes and chopsticks, leaned forward, and touched Lin Lan's forehead with one hand.

"Do you have a fever?"

As he spoke, okra lifted Lin Lan's bangs and measured them with the back of his hand.

It's close, it's close.

Okra is too close to him.

Lin Lan was a little excited, and the adrenaline of excitement kept secreting.

Obviously, okra's hand touched his forehead, and his face was only twenty centimeters apart, but under the table, Lin Lan and Lin Yi's hand "held" together.

"Sister Qiu, my body is very good, there is no problem."

Lin Lan let go of the two fingers that were pinching Lin Ye's thighs, and turned to force, using a skillful force, to hold Lin Liango's left hand that came to the rescue.

His hand was not comfortable to the touch in terms of physiological reactions, neither soft nor smooth, but mentally it made Lin Lan feel happy.

This is the situation she should see, she is in charge, Lin Yi is a foil on the side, even the handshake, she should be holding Lin Ye, not the other way around.

Is this an overly aggressive position? Perhaps. Lin Lan knew herself very well.

“……”

Ringo, who found that his hand was being held, hesitated, and after a little infatuation, Ringo decided to fight back.

Like a bud blooming from the inside out, Lin Yi gradually stretched out his hand in Lin Lan's palm.

Lin Lan's body is a girl's body, and after Lin Lan worked hard, it was difficult for Lin Lan to wrap Lin Lan anymore, but after a stalemate of more than ten seconds, Lin Lan's palm defense line couldn't hold on.

Glancing at Lin Yi with a happy face, Lin Lan smiled unknowingly.

I saw that under the table, Lin Lan quietly lifted her shoes and slowly put them on Lin Yi's uppers.

It's very light, the action is not heavy, and it is not a hard step.

Lin Lan naturally had something in mind, if she stepped on it heavily, Lin Yi would inevitably be weak in her hands under the pain, but she would definitely scream in her mouth, wouldn't that attract Sister Qiu's attention?

What does Lin Lan want?

It was when Sister Qiu was sitting opposite, but at a distance of more than one meter, she and Lin Ye were secretly engaged in a "skin-to-skin collision", which was very exciting, especially when the person opposite was a relative of herself and Lin Ye, and Lin Ye also had a good impression of her.

Back to Germany? Heartbeat? One word after another stimulated Lin Lan's nerves.

She couldn't help but get excited, Lin Lan wondered if she was going to turn into a poop, but this wavering thought appeared tightly and was strangled to death by Lin Lan, she was definitely not!

Unlike Lin Lan, who was excited, when he felt Lin Lan's soles stepping on his shoes, Lin Liang's heart beat uneasily.

Sure enough, just as Lin Lan thought, Lin Lan's feet began to slowly exert force, and a gradually deepening pain made Lin Lan give up holding Lin Lan's palm, but his mouth did not scream.

Lin Lan had another thought, why did she hold Lin Liang's hand? What's the point?

In Lin Kuo's puzzlement, Lin Lan suddenly let go of his hand, and then a fierce man plunged into the waist under Lin Kuo's shirt, and with a force, he twisted the soft flesh on Lin Kuo's waist.

"Poof......

Lin Lan has a lot of itchy flesh on his body, such as his waist and armpits, and even his stomach is his itchy meat, which Lin Lan is the same as her, so Lin Lan also knows what Lin Liange's weaknesses are.

Lin Yi, who was pinched around his waist, not only did not feel pain, but had a heart-piercing itch that numbly paralyzed his whole body, like the song "Itch" sung by Faye Wong, but it was not hazy, but very real.

Lin Yi at the dinner table suddenly laughed.

"Ringo? What are you laughing at? ”

Okra, who didn't know the truth, tilted her head.

"I'm ...... Laugh, Sister Qiu, you're here, I'm so happy, I accidentally laughed out......"

Lin Ye's two eyes were one big and one small, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were also unsightly pulled.

"Haha, then you can keep laughing."

Okra shook her chopsticks and smiled implicitly.

Lin Lan, who was still happy because of "betraying morality", was unhappy, very unhappy, very unhappy, she was unhappy, and her two fingers also worked hard unhappily.