Boyfriend malicious value reading

Chapter 67 67. An can tell if I am male or female (27)

system:……

Ling Ye met a good friend like her after eighteen lifetimes of misfortune, right?
Does she still want to complete the task?

Song Xiwu: Tongtong, you really hate me. How could such a responsible person in the Yin family not want to complete the task?
System aversion to cold: Can you speak well?
Song Xiwu was shy: As long as Yinjia and Ling Ye become the closest good friends, the malicious value will definitely disappear, everything, you believe me.

system:……

Just like her, can it believe it?

However, why is she suddenly so obsessed with helping Ling Ye enlarge her breasts?

Did something terrible happen when it didn't know it?

"Tongtong, don't you understand? I'm using a common topic to narrow the distance between Ling Ye and me. This will help us become good friends soon."

system:……

common topic?

What common topics?
Breast enlargement?
The system scanned a certain Bailian's breasts, um, she really needs it.

Song Xiwu's smile gradually disappeared, it was getting colder, and it was time for the dogs to take care of everything!

The angry Xiao Bailian decided not only to stew pig head soup, but also to make some more clothes that could hold sticks for her good friends.

When you are sad, you need to care more about your good friends, so that your mood can be sublimated, so as not to die with the system. That is not what the Holy Mother of the White Lotus should do.

【…】

Wait, classmate, calm down, calm down!

Xiao Bailian, whose heart was riddled with holes, said: I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!
No one can stop her from caring about her good friend!

……

As soon as Ling Ye stepped into the door, he saw a little white tuanzi sitting in front of the embroidery frame making clothes. Looking at the style of the clothes in her hand, it should be men's.

Is it for him?
Ling Ye's eyes softened unconsciously.

However, he suddenly remembered the bag she sewed on his clothes, saying it was a bag for him to hold a stick, and his face turned dark for a moment.

Song Xiwu, who seemed to be immersed in making clothes and didn't know that someone was coming, was still muttering to himself.

"I was not satisfied with the clothes I made last time because there was only one bag, not enough for him to hold the sticks? Do you want me to sew a few more?"

Ling Ye: "..."

How many more do you need to sew?
Does she think he is some kind of monster?

The softness in Master Ling's heart turned into anger. He walked over and snatched the clothes from her hand with heavy steps, and said coldly: "Idiot, can't you do some human affairs?"

Song Xiwu, who was robbed of her clothes, was stunned, and then she was so happy that she circled around Ling Ye like a fool.

"Grandpa, you finally remembered to visit me."

Ling Ye didn't know why, but his heart pricked slightly, with sour pain.

These days, leaving her here alone, the little fool is timid and useless, he should be very disturbed, right?
The anger that Ling Ye had just raised disappeared inexplicably.

However, it is simply impossible for him to speak softly.

Ling Ye sneered, "Master is very busy on weekdays? How can I have time to see you, a fool?"

Song Xiwu's bright almond eyes dimmed slightly, she lowered her head in disappointment, "Oh."

He raised his hand, and seemingly casually threw the clothes in his hands, but put them back on the embroidery frame without falling to the ground.

Ling Ye lifted up his robe and sat on the chair next to him. He picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea gracefully, and said in a trouble-making tone, "My lord didn't come over. As a guest, you never took the initiative to meet the master. etiquette?"

"Ah?" Song Xiwu looked at him in confusion, the hair on his head twitched, "Isn't it because I ordered you not to come out here?"

Ling Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, "When did the Lord give such an order?"

Song Xiwu blinked, "That is to say, I can go out?"

He put down the teacup, "Could it be possible that the master will still abuse a fool?"

Song Xiwu didn't care about his personal attacks. When she learned that she could go out, she smiled with crooked eyes and said, "Master, you are the best."

Looking at Bai Tuanzi who was smiling foolishly, Ling Ye suppressed the corners of his lips that were about to twitch, and continued to dislike him, "If you are so stupid, you will be slaughtered one day, and you will probably think that the other party is a good person."

Song Xiwu finally remembered to defend herself, "I'm not stupid."

Ling Ye: "Just a little stupid?"

Xiao Bailian felt a little wronged, "Why do you keep scolding me?"

Ling Ye remained unmoved by her grievance, "Shouldn't you scold me?"

Look at all the good things she does!
Song Xiwu questioned in a low voice: "I didn't do anything wrong."

Ling Ye snorted coldly, "I don't know that I'm wrong even if I made a mistake, so it's easy to scold you."

"Then you have to let me know what I did wrong?"

Xiao Bailian is not a person who does not know how to repent, if she is wrong, she will definitely correct it.

The Madonna of the White Lotus is never afraid of any mistakes.

Capable, he said!
Ling Ye choked, he really couldn't say those embarrassing things.

It's just that she is 15 years old anyway, shouldn't the prince in the palace be aware of human affairs at this age?

Looking at her stupid appearance, it should be that she doesn't even understand the relationship between men and women.

It's better not to understand!

Otherwise, just like a little fool, why not be eaten by some women with evil intentions?

Ling Ye's heart twitched slightly, especially when he touched her clean, white, and innocent little face, his heartstrings were unknowingly pulled, his eyes darkened, and he wanted to stain her with something.

Ling Ye took a sip of tea and cursed secretly.

He is absolutely crazy!
This little idiot is from the royal family of the Song family, and he's a man. He's out of his mind to have such thoughts about her.

Song Xiwu still didn't know the danger, and approached him with a pair of clear almond eyes, "Master?"

The sweet scent of milk came from the tip of his nose, Ling Ye choked for breath, leaned back, and reprimanded in a bad tone: "Stay away from me."

A certain master silently recited the mantra of purifying his heart, guarding his shaky bottom line.

Resolutely continue to divide peaches!
Xiao Bailian pursed her lips aggrievedly.

They are all good friends, why are they always so indifferent?
Sigh, forget it, the kind-hearted little Bailian won't bother with her good friend.

Ling Ye lowered his eyes to cover up his gaffe, and brought back the previous topic to break the strange and ambiguous atmosphere.

"If you're not stupid, why would you come to the Lord's mansion instead of someone else?"

But after saying this, Ling Ye wanted to help his forehead again.

Why did she come here instead of "someone else"?
I can't think about it, otherwise I will really lose my bottom line!
Sure enough, Song Xiwu's fair and tender face flushed slightly, "But, but, I'm not a bad person. You must have believed the rumors outside, so you misunderstood me."

As she spoke, she nodded affirmatively, as if recognizing his character.

Ling Ye is a little funny, when is he a ruthless and unscrupulous salt lord not a bad person?
He glanced at her lazily, and said with disgust: "That's because I'm not interested in playing a fool."

Song Xiwu twirled the corner of her clothes and gave him a timid glance, "Can I ask you a question?"

(End of this chapter)