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Chapter 425 You Scared My Little Brother

Lin Zhaoxia, "..."

The boy choked.

The illogical conversation of driving like this also ends here.

Lin Zhaoxia looked at a certain young master with contempt in her eyes, finally regained her vitality, and said a single sound with some colored lips moving up and down: "Tsk."

Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows again.

For some reason, as long as he was with the young man in front of him, Yang Moyan couldn't maintain his usual face anymore.

He didn't know how many times he raised his eyebrows.

I just feel that this is the only action that can express all kinds of emotions in his heart.

The young man lowered his eyes, then flicked his fingers.

That is the humidity left by a certain young master just now.

After thinking about it, I still feel like I should say something.

"That... I think I need a tissue."

Then, without waiting for a certain young master to reply, he stretched out his hand and began to lift the quilt.

That action undoubtedly indicated that she was going to get out of bed.

Yang Moyan didn't hesitate at all, he reached out and held down the boy's arm, and looked at him with neither dark nor light eyes, "Where are you going?"

"Take a tissue, there are physical problems."

Lin Zhaoxia replied without raising her head.

For this, a certain young master directly raised his eyebrows, and there were three big characters displayed in the familiar arc, he didn't believe it.

The hand that couldn't help holding down the arm increased a little bit of strength.

Lin Zhaoxia paused.

The strength on the arm was naturally felt.

After all, she raised her eyes, and then saw the familiar arc of someone's eyebrow raised, and she was full of disbelief at what she said just now.

The strength of the arm can't be shaken, which means that Lin Zhaoxia can't get out of bed.

In the end, there was no other way, the boy stretched out that hand, especially a certain finger, and shook it in front of Young Master Yang's eyes, "You need to pay for this."

Yang Moyan shook his eyes following the finger, then froze.

It is very obvious that the humidity on the boy's fingers is still left by him just now.

His eyebrows frowned for some reason, and he stretched out his hand to hold it, "I'll get you a wet wipe later, now lie down and rest."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows.

On the fingertips is the temperature of the other party.

She moved her fingers a little restlessly, and met a pair of extremely dazzling eyes with different pupils.

After thinking for a while, she felt that it was necessary for her to emphasize——

"This young master, handsome little brother. I'm sick, but not to the point where I'm about to die immediately."

Yang Moyan frowned again.

Thinking of the young man's bloodless lips or pale face made me feel uncomfortable for a while.

Even if it is a young man who says so at this time.

His voice was very thin, even with a bit of coolness, "It's not a good boy to lie."

Lin Zhaoxia has black lines all over her head.

Hell, lying is not a good boy!

May I ask where did she lie? !

However, the young master didn't think there was any problem, so he thought about it for a while, and finally lowered his eyes, "Go and get it."

Concise and concise two words, cherish words like gold, as usual.

This made Lin Zhaoxia also look sideways slightly, faintly "Huh?" ' with a sound.

But it was obvious that Young Master Yang said this to his assistant.

But the assistant hadn't recovered from his young master's move to hold the young man's finger just now, the assistant was stunned when he heard the words of cherishing words like gold in his ear.

The other party's reaction made Lin Zhaoxia frowned.

Yang Moyan's eyebrows also raised.

Realizing that the assistant beside him hadn't moved yet, he turned his eyes sideways again.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhaoxia bent her lower lip for some reason, and smiled wickedly, "Master, you scared my little brother."

(End of this chapter)