Chapter 13

Su Qinghuan wiped the nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly the corners of his lips bent, reversing the original sad look.

"Does Lord Xiao think I'm trapped by love, too? Huh?"

The girl's ending voice rose slightly, and the two were very close. If you look at it from another angle, it's like Su Qinghuan taking the initiative to kiss.

"Didn't you cry when you saw the news?"

Otherwise, what was su Qinghuan choking over there?

Seeing the girl's red eyes and tail, Lu Beixiao inexplicably wanted to reach out and wipe it to see if there were tears on it.

Lu Beixiao thought so, but he didn't expect to do so himself.

The delicate touch from the hand reminds me how smooth the girl's skin is in front of me. It's like a superior creamy white jade without defects.

Su Qinghuan was stunned. He didn't expect Lu Beixiao to take the initiative.

Obviously, she was flirted by the man in front of her, but she was used to turning away from the guest. Instead of being shy of ordinary women, her smile was more teasing.

"Doesn't lord Xiao feel very abrupt when he touches my face?"

As soon as Su Qinghuan's voice fell, the man retracted his hand like an electric shock.

He stared at his slender fingers, as if there was still a touch of warm touch that didn't belong to him.

This feeling is really... Curious

Lu Beixiao pressed down the difference in his heart. There was a touch of darkness on his handsome and cold face. Soon, his thin lips closed tightly and recovered the appearance of the eternal iceberg face.

"People like you would mind being abrupt or not?"

"Of course I do. I'm a yellow flower girl!"

Mingming once married Lu Mingcheng for five years, but Su Qinghuan really meant to say this.

——The original owner is still a perfect body. Isn't she the big girl of yellow flower?!

While talking, Su Qinghuan blinked. He looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. If he hadn't had excellent facial features, he might have been pulled out and cut.

"You..."

Seeing Su Qinghuan's impudence, Lu Bei Xiao's thin lips drew a cold radian, and he immediately felt that he shouldn't have asked that question just now.

"Su Qinghuan, you are a woman. Can't you know how to write the word shy?"

"I really don't know if what I wrote is right. Why don't you teach me yourself, Lord owl?"

From the moment Lu Beixiao touched her face, Su Qinghuan suddenly wanted to test Lu Beixiao's tolerance for her.

——Anyway, the bottom line is also used to break. The world says that Lu Beixiao's men and women are asexual, so she has to be the one who makes Lu Beixiao love to her bones.

Before the man answered, Su Qinghuan took Lu Beixiao's hand very actively and wrote the first word in the man's palm with lightning speed.

But that is not any word in the word shy, but Lu Beixiao's word owl.

Between the strokes, the girl's delicate porcelain white fingertips moved in the man's palm.

It's like a small fish that can't be caught. It's slippery. It makes people feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Lu Bei Xiao felt thirsty in his throat. He knew he should stop the bold woman in front of him, but his reason was out of control.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his limbs, trying to burn his reason.

The unprecedented closeness made Lu Bei Xiao scold angrily.

"That's enough. Don't act recklessly here with your ability to help sleep."

"You asked me to write it. Why didn't lord Xiao say I wrote it right?"

It is said that writing a person's name on white paper represents affection, so writing a name on someone else's hand is obviously a more straightforward expression of love.

Su Qinghuan deliberately went to annoy Lu Beixiao and wanted to see Lu Beixiao angry and take her as if she had nothing to do.

After getting along for a short time these two days, Su Qinghuan accidentally found that Lu Beixiao may be good at killing and negotiating, but it's really a piece of white paper in the relationship between men and women.

Even worse than white paper.

You know, some children in kindergartens are talking about local love words. Lu Bei Xiao is still awkward.

……

"You --"

Lu Bei Xiao's face was calm and his voice was as cold as ice in winter, but his ears were red.

Su Qinghuan paid the most attention to the details. She didn't force Lu Bei Xiao to be too cruel. She finally let Lu Bei Xiao go and sat next to the man with great tact.

"Well, well, it's just a joke, and this is also part of the sleep aid treatment, because you should first let the Lord Xiao relax, otherwise you are thinking about all kinds of major events as a whole, how can you sleep well."

Su Qinghuan always lies and doesn't make drafts, but her words are also reasonable.

Lu Beixiao thought of Su Qinghuan's extremely effective singing method, but he didn't think Su Qinghuan was supporting him. The man looked at Su Qinghuan suspiciously.

"If I didn't really find you have some ability in helping sleep, I really doubt you are a charlatan."

"Hey, hey, Lord Xiao, I'm a liar. How dare I cheat you?"

That's weird.

Su Qinghuan coughed, took a glass of water he had received before and handed it to Lu Beixiao.

"Well, Lord owl, you'll sleep better after you drink my placebo."

"Isn't the taste water?"

Lu Bei Xiao took a sip and suddenly frowned. He really wanted to open Su Qinghuan's head and see if she played herself like a monkey.

"No, no, No."

Su Qinghuan pretends to be profound and unpredictable. She has a solemn tone and looks like a doctor with compassion.

"This is my special placebo. It's more effective after you feel sleepy."

“……”

System 233 saw the host so swaggering and fooling, and was defeated by Su Qinghuan again.

Lu Beixiao is naturally not a fool who is easily deceived by a few words. The man raised his eyebrows. He has always been happy and angry. Su Qinghuan gave him an angry smile.

"Su Qinghuan, you are a good liar. You'd better consider being a liar in the future."

"I'm not good at deceiving people, Lord owl. For the sake of a little woman, you can help me."

Su Qinghuan quickly became serious and changed the topic.

Lu Beixiao thought of Su Qinghuan's original news, his thin lips lifted slightly, and his eyes were a little dark.

"Do you want me to help you contact my cheap nephew and make up with you?"

What charm can Lu Mingcheng have that makes Su Qinghuan cut her wrists and never forget?!

Lu Beixiao's face became colder and colder.

……

"How can I! I just want Lord Xiao to help me find out if there is Shen cuoer's pen after slandering my account. I can use it in the future."

Su Qinghuan didn't admit her feelings for Lu Mingcheng, but in Lu Beixiao's view, the woman in front of her wants to bring down Shen cuoer because her rival is particularly jealous.

Lu Bei owl hissed coldly.

"What if I disagree?"

So stingy? I just touched her face, but I refused such a simple request!

Su Qinghuan suddenly blew up!