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Chapter 78 78. An can tell if I am male or female (38)

It doesn't seem to work!

Immediately afterwards, Song Xiwu seemed to have finally made up her mind, moved in small steps, and walked up to him, stretched out her little hand tremblingly, and said in a timid voice, "Master, can you not use too much force?"

Ling Ye looked at Bai Tuanzi who had two tears in front of his eyes, a doting smile flashed deep in his eyes, but his tone was still cold and indifferent.

"You don't need to work hard, can you vent your anger?"

Xiao Bailian pursed her mouth in grievance, closed her eyes, and said pitifully, "Then, you can hit me."

Ling Ye's lips curled up, he grabbed her tender and delicate hand, lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on her palm, "It's done."

There was no pain, only a cool and soft touch came from the palm, Song Xiwu's curled eyelashes trembled, and she opened one eye tentatively, seeing that he didn't seem to want to hit her anymore, so she relaxed. Take a breath.

"Are you angry?"

Ling Ye didn't let go of her little hand, it felt soft and warm, very nice.

I don't know how this little fool grew up, but a boy's body is softer than a girl's.

Although Ling Ye had never been in contact with other women, somehow, he knew that the little fool was prettier and softer than them.

Probably because Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder.

Hearing her nervous words, a smile flashed across Ling Ye's eyes, and he said lightly: "Angry? If I really want to be serious with you little fool, I will be pissed off every day."

Song Xiwu let out a "huh", her brows and eyes were curved, and she smiled cleanly, softly and cutely.

"It's good that I'm not angry."

Ling Ye's eyes softened unconsciously, "Little fool."

Song Xiwu blinked and asked tentatively: "Then can you write the couplet first?"

Ling Ye raised his eyebrows, leaned on the back of the chair, and said in a calm tone, "You want me to write couplets?"

Song Xiwu nodded.

"I am essentially a businessman, and businessmen value profits. You don't show any sincerity, so you want me to do things?"

"But, but I have no money."

Song Xiwu seemed to have forgotten that the couplets were posted at his house, why did he ask her to show her sincerity for the couplets at his house, she just said dejectedly.

Ling Ye snorted softly, "Money? Is there anyone in this world who has more money than Master?"

Song Xiwu raised her head, "No money?"

"Well, think of something else."

"That……"

"There is no need to make clothes and stew!"

Ling Ye thought of the pile of clothes sewn into stick bags and the stew for breast enhancement, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

"Ah?" Song Xiwu puffed her cheeks, feeling very dissatisfied.

The clothes she makes are so beautiful, and the soup she makes is so delicious.

Why didn't he want it?

Good friends are too much!
But the poor little princess didn't dare to say, who made her weak and timid?

Ling Ye insisted, "You think of something else for me."

"Okay," Song Xiwu nodded regretfully and aggrieved.

Ling Ye just pretended not to be able to see it, and just let him embarrass him from time to time. Clothes with sticks and breast-enhancing soup are absolutely unacceptable.

Lord, he doesn't want to be a pervert!
"Then, would you like to go out to watch the fireworks with me tonight, and I'll treat you to something to eat?"

"Ok?"

Ling Ye looked at her in surprise, "Go out?"

Song Xiwu nodded nervously and gave him an advantage, "I heard that New Year's Eve in Yuzhou is very lively, with bright lights and fireworks in the early morning. Don't you want to go and see it?"

Ling Ye remained silent for a long time, when Song Xiwu's eyes dimmed, his thin lips curled slightly, and he nodded lightly, "Then go."

The poor little princess came back to life in an instant, smiling like a flower, "You are the best, sir."

Ling Ye raised his hand and patted the center of her eyebrows, "If you like it, you think you are good, if you don't, you think you are a bad guy, don't you?"

Song Xiwu covered her forehead, and shook her head obediently and honestly, "No, I always think that Master is very good."

Ling Ye chuckled, "You're a little fool with a conscience."

Song Xiwu nodded immodestly.

Of course she has a conscience. Can she make clothes and stew for him without a conscience?

A good friend is one who does not know how to be blessed while being blessed.

……

After negotiating the conditions, Ling Ye stopped teasing the little fool, and ordered someone to come in and clean up the dirty table and chairs first, so that he could help her write couplets later.

Jin Shu led someone to open the door and came in. Seeing the messy tables and chairs, he couldn't help but cast a very strange look at the lord and the little prince.

Is it so intense?
But it's true, the lord hasn't been close to beauty for so many years, and finally started to eat meat, isn't it just that the dry firewood met the fire, and it was crackling and burning in a trance.

Tsk tsk, can the little prince's frail little body be able to bear it?
Poor thing, look at her pale face, the lord is so beastly that she doesn't let people go to rest, and even asks people to stand...

Miserable, really miserable!

No, he has to find Aunt Yang and ask her to persuade the lord.

Even if the daughter-in-law is a boy, she must be loved and pampered.

Otherwise, when the daughter-in-law ran away, the lord couldn't find a place to cry.

Ever since Song Xiwu came to Duke Ling's mansion, Jin Shu, the shrewd and capable head of the personal guards, has been running uncontrollably in the direction of Doubi, making up the relationship between his lord and the "boy" Song Xiwu in his head every day. Two, two, three, three.

The painting style of the once solemn and mysterious Linggong Mansion has become more and more evil, and it is also wild from time to time.

How could Ling Ye fail to notice the strange look in his confidant's subordinate's eyes?
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered in his heart.

Master can't punish the little fool, and can't he punish this stupid subordinate?
Jin Shu didn't know it at this time, but just because he looked at his masters one more time, he was sent to the small shop to perform an undercover mission, and almost didn't save the chrysanthemum.

Every time Jin Shu mentions that bitterness, he bursts into tears. He no longer dares to make up for the gossip and emotional daily life between the lord and the little prince.

Of course, Jin Shu is still gossiping in his heart... worried, intending to be a loyal and good subordinate with 360-[-] degrees and no dead ends, and determined to help the lord manage his marriage and family life well.

"Go get some couplet paper."

Ling Ye didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid subordinate, and just deal with it later.

couplet paper?
Jin Shu looked at the wet couplet paper that fell on the ground, and couldn't help screaming in his heart, the lord is indeed the lord, judging by the amount, it is not comparable to ordinary men.

Even the couplet paper, doesn't the lord dislike it being too rough?

(End of this chapter)