It was rare for Wen Yimu to show the attitude of a little daughter, and she looked a little bit angry.

Lin Wan couldn't help curving the corners of her lips, teasing her: "Why am I unhappy? Shouldn't I just let my sister beat and scold me?"

Wen Yimu flattened her mouth and said softly, "I didn't beat or scold you."

"Okay, that's it now." Lin Wan took Wen Yimu's hand, put her tender palm on his cheek, and patted it lightly, "Hey, sister, hit me."

The girl raised her chest and looked like she had sacrificed herself heroically.

Wen Yimu couldn't help laughing, even if he was holding his breath, the corners of his lips curled up: "What am I beating you for?"

"Excuse me." Lin Wan's fox eyes were crescent moons, and he was so good-tempered as to be kneaded, "Sister hit me if she's not happy, hit me out!"

The girl in front of her was soft and pink, and Wen Yimu had no doubts that if she was a real little fox, she would definitely get into her arms and lie down in her arms, and asked to touch her fur.

I hate it, but she has no temper, so she has no way to get angry.

Who can be angry with a little girl who acts like a spoiled child to please you in every possible way?

Wen Yimu sighed softly, but still straightened her face, bit her lower lip, and said softly, "You and other girls are unclear."

Lin Wan licked his lower lip and looked at Wen Yimu.

The woman, who has always been calm and self-controlled, bowed her head softly at this moment, her black hair fell like a waterfall, and her exposed neck was snow-white, making people want to take a bite. Wen Yimu lowered her eyelashes, with a calm expression on her face, but she couldn't hide the slight blush on her cheeks.

The slight waves in her eyes still revealed her heart.

Lin Wan suddenly felt a little funny, and said with a deliberate smile, "Shen Xixi is only fourteen years old, what's the big deal."

Wen Yimu turned her head abruptly, gave her a stern look, and then slowly spit out a few words: "You are only seventeen years old."

Even if he tried to slow down and tone down, he still sounded gritted his teeth.

Lin Wan blinked his eyes innocently: "That's right."

"She hugged you." Wen Yimu reminded her.

"Oh, my little friend hugs me, it's not easy for me to refuse." Lin Wan said indifferently.

Wen Yimu took a deep breath and was almost killed by Lin Wan in her seat.

The girl next to her just looks puzzled, comparable to a straight girl of steel. She seems to have worked hard, but she just can't get your point.

Wen Yimu didn't believe what she couldn't understand at first, but now looking at Lin Wan like this, she actually doubted whether Lin Wan really lacked a muscle.

Wen Yimu leaned back, slightly distanced himself from Lin Wan, and looked at the girl who was all too familiar in front of him with scrutiny eyes.

He looked innocent and puzzled, nothing out of the ordinary.

If she hadn't caught the flickering smile in the fox's eyes.

Wen Yimu would definitely believe that Lin Wan really didn't know how to avoid suspicion.

Lin Wan watched Wen Yimu's expression getting more and more exciting, and felt that a volcano was about to erupt, but instead she had the joy of dancing on the grave.

"Sister, are you... jealous?" Lin Wan blinked, leaned in and asked, with a hint of secret pleasure in her voice.

The faces of the two were very close, and Wen Yimu really wanted to beat her this time.

Wen Yimu sneered: "You think too much."

"Then why Shen Xixi hugged me?" Lin Wan asked innocently, already clearly feeling that he was struggling between life and death.

The next second the bomb would explode and she would be shattered.

But seeing Wen Yimu getting angry and staring at her with beautiful eyes is really charming.

Lin Wan didn't know if he was a little perverted, but he liked to tease Wen Yimu more and more. Seeing her angry and seeing her angry, this kind of change in expression was very rare for Wen Yimu.

In particular, Wen Yimu's emotional ups and downs were all because of her, worried about her, jealous and annoyed because of her.

For Lin Wan, this is a great satisfaction and a supreme reward.

Wen Yimu was so angry that she wanted to stand up and leave, but before she could stand up, Lin Wan grabbed her wrist and met Lin Wan's gaze.

Smiling, clear, dog-like wet, full of pleading and docile.

Lin Wan was half-kneeling on the sofa at the moment, looking up at her, almost wagging her tail, looking at her as if looking at a god.

Extremely pious, as if willing to die for her at any time.

Wen Yimu's movements paused unconsciously, and after such a hesitation, Lin Wan raised her hand gently and seriously, and placed a kiss on the back of her fair hand.

No trace was left.

Lin Wan stared at it, looking a little dissatisfied, lowered her head again, and kissed the back of Wen Yimu's hand earnestly. This time, she used a little strength to leave a faint red on the back of her hand. mark.

Lin Wan nodded in satisfaction, then stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked the back of Wen Yimu's hand lightly, leaving a slight wet trace.

It was obviously just a simple hand kiss, but she was made cautious, as if it were the most devout sacrificial ceremony.

Wen Yimu was a little embarrassed, her voice softened unconsciously, and said softly, "What are you doing..."

Inexplicably, his body became a little softer, perhaps because he couldn't stand the too fiery gaze, Wen Yimu felt that his cheeks were hot.

She secretly clenched her other hand, and she was too unsatisfactory.

What about being angry with Lin Wan?

Before Wen Yimu felt angry again, Lin Wan voluntarily rubbed the back of her hand with a soft voice: "Okay, I'm teasing my sister."

The girl smiled, showing a few teeth, looking up her face innocently: "But my sister is jealous for me, I'm very happy."

"You..." Wen Yimu didn't know what to say, so he took a long time to say, "Why are you so shameless."

Who can stand this stance!

"Yeah." Lin Wan admitted generously and said confidently, "What face do you want to face your elder sister?"

Wen Yimu: "..."

One blow, then another decline, three times exhaustion, and being made by Lin Wan over and over again, she really couldn't get angry anymore.

Wen Yimu sat back on the sofa again, very close to Lin Wan, but she didn't feel any discomfort, but a warm and comfortable feeling.

It's warm, fragrant and soft, and it seems to hold it well.

Wen Yimu awkwardly tried to stay away from Lin Wan, but in fact she didn't move at all, she felt lazy beside her and didn't want to move at all.

"Who did you just say was jealous?" Wen Yimu bit her lower lip and asked unwillingly.

Between them, they are innocent and have nothing to do with each other!

Just a joke, how could she eat the vinegar of a fourteen-year-old child, it must be impossible!

But I do have a little bit of sourness in my heart. I feel like my best playmate when I was young has been snatched away, and I can't help but want to declare sovereignty.

It even looks a bit childish and domineering.

Lin Wan consciously took the initiative to get closer to Wen Yimu, her lips could almost touch her neck, she couldn't help but let out a breath of hot air, watching Wen Yimu shrink her neck impatiently, and snorted softly one sound.

Lin Wan licked her lips and wanted to bite.

But looking at Wen Yimu's beautiful face, he still didn't dare to make trouble, just rubbed his cheeks and coaxed in a low voice, "Isn't my sister jealous?"

Wen Yimu endured the itch from his neck, tilted his neck unconsciously, and tried to stay away from Lin Wan: "No."

Lin Wan came up sticky again, like a puppy: "Then why doesn't my sister like Shen Xixi so much?"

Wen Yimu felt annoyed when she heard the name. Although she was only a child, she was upset: "Don't mention her."

The author has something to say: Lin Wan: Just jealous!

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Lily is the true love 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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