Chapter 869： Master, give me a hug? (43)

The screen shifted to the inside of the bedroom again.

After Yun Zhuo released his hand, Feng Qian found a suitable posture, bent down and picked up the beauty in red by the waist.

The body suddenly hangs in the air, causing Yun Zhuo to be stunned.

He raised his hand subconsciously, and wrapped his knuckled fingers around the girl's soft neck.

The cold temperature on the fingertips made Feng Qian slightly startled.

As Yun Zhuo raised his hand, the loose and thin red sleeves also fell down, revealing his snow-white and tender arms.

The beauty's dark eyes seemed to be filled with a touch of water vapor.

"You... can you?"

Being held by the woman in his arms, he was slightly worried that the other party could not bear his weight.

And this posture, it seems... there is something wrong with it.

The wind lowered his eyes.

A strand of the girl's hair fell down and landed on the white neck of Yunzhuo.

Yun Zhuo was slightly startled by the itch from the hair brushing his neck.

There, it seemed a little itchy.

The little girl said solemnly, "I can do it, Master."

When the words fell, the girl walked over to the bed with the beauty in red in her arms.

…

The back of the rockery.

Hong Ling patted her thigh and laughed.

"Stinky boy, how is it? Let me tell you, your sister likes my type."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves, and the picture in the void turned into nothingness.

Han Xing stared and said angrily, "Hey, why did you lose it."

Hong Ling teased: "Why, you still want to see your sister and others..."

Before Hong Ling could finish speaking, her mouth was covered by the wolf boy who suddenly exploded.

Han Xing's fair face flushed slightly, "Nonsense, I won't peep at my sister!"

Hong Ling broke Han Xing's hand apart and said with a smile, "If you are willing to admit defeat, you have to promise me a condition."

Han Xing turned his face away and retorted: "Sister just hugged him, but it's not necessarily like that..."

"How is it?"

Hong Ling was very interested in teasing this wolf cub.

Han Xing's face flushed red, he faltered: "That's it..."

Feeling that he was being molested, the wolf boy frowned again and pushed Hong Ling.

"You bad uncle!"

The baby is still small.

Don't spoil the baby!

Hong Ling asked patiently, "Are you telling me, which apprentice would carry his master to the bed?"

He looked at the wolf boy beside him with a half-smile.

Han Xing opened his lips and held it back for a long time, but couldn't think of an excuse to refute.

Hong Ling continued, "Speaking of which, how can a master dress like that to hug his apprentice, and the apprentice still avoids suspicion and puts the master on the bed?"

Having no words to refute, the wolf boy slumped his head down.

The wolf ears between the silver hair also seemed to droop down softly.

He pursed his lips, "Okay, but it doesn't count as a win for you."

Han Xing suddenly felt confident, "This only shows that my sister likes that person, but it doesn't mean that my sister likes your type of person. You just made him dress up in the same style as you, and his personality is different."

Han Xing thinks he is very smart.

Yes, it doesn't mean that my sister likes his type of person.

Hong Ling didn't expect this kid to think of this.

He was at a loss for words, and Han Xing was even more aggressive.

"Hmph, so this bet, I didn't lose, and you didn't win either. We can count as a tie at most."

After that, the wolf boy ran away in a hurry.

If he agrees to one condition, who knows how he will abuse him!

He still slipped out of respect.

Hong Ling watched Han Xing slip away without a shadow, and couldn't help but smile.

Ugh.

Fine.

A draw is a draw.