The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

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What is this all about?

Song Zhao pursed his lips, trying not to hurt the self-esteem of the powerful minister,

Are you hot and stupid? How about I wipe it for you?

She took out a handkerchief embroidered with orchids from her cuff, sat next to Si Yu, took his hand that was splashed by the soup, and wiped it carefully.

Being held by her, Si Yu was stiff all over.

The little girl's fingers are soft, her body is fragrant, she wears a silk pipa skirt with lotus root, and a hollow golden bell hangs around her waist, which makes a tinkling sound.

He looked down.

Look at her small and exquisite ears, long and curved eyebrows, delicate and straight nose bridge, and bulging cheeks that are white and pink.

The wind blows from the window, bringing a bit of coolness.

He felt that the wind was weird, otherwise it would make his chest itchy, his throat itchy, and his palms itchy.

He seemed to be possessed suddenly, and he felt that it was not impossible to call her a kind heart.

After wiping his hands, Song Zhao stretched towards Si Yu's abdomen, but was stopped halfway.

It's enough. Si Yu looked calm, and suddenly pushed her out.

However, there is still one place that hasn't been wiped clean. Song Zhao opened his round and tweeted eyes.

The wind swirled her skirt, like a flower blooming under the night, emitting a faintly fragrant and seductive smell.

Si Yu's eyes deepened, he twirled his fingertips, his throat moved up and down, and said in a hoarse voice, You are still young, you can't touch that place.

... Song Zhao felt baffled, and glanced at the hem of his clothes stained by the soup.

...Why can't I touch it.

Well, I think it's okay, it's not a big problem.

Si Yu's thin lips were drawn into a line.

Those pitch-black eyes fell into Song Zhao's clear eyes, and with a bit of helplessness, he sighed imperceptibly, Girl, be more reserved.

Although he is a man, he won't suffer from being touched, but he can't let the little girl mess around.

Song Zhao's expression was a little indescribable.

Is she out of her mind? Why can't you keep up with the rhythm of the powerful minister?

You can't do this. Seeing that she was still not convinced, Si Yu raised his eyebrows, searched all he had learned in his life, and used very euphemistic rhetoric, dragging his sloppy ending,

...too, hungry, thirsty.

Song Zhao looked back in confusion.

It was as if a stormy sea had been set off in my heart, and it was surging endlessly.

So horny.

hungry! thirsty!

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These two words instantly made Song Zhao's cheeks burn like a prairie fire.

The powerful minister doesn't think she wants to take advantage of him, does he?

This recognition made Song Zhao want to throw all the eight dishes on the table in Si Yu's face.

But reason stopped her, dropped the handkerchief, turned around and ran away.

Si Yu stared at the figure of the little girl who fled after her mind was pierced, and couldn't help laughing lowly.

Why... so cute.

He picked up the handkerchief that fell on the ground, it was obviously stained with oil, and he put it under the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

I just sniffed it for a quarter of an hour, and then put it in my arms as if nothing had happened.

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Two days later, the Song family set off to the orchid show to show Song Yao his husband.

Song Zhao went out after eating breakfast, and happened to meet Si Yu who was passing by the gate of her courtyard.

The young man was wearing a black brocade robe, and the hem and cuffs were embroidered with curling cloud patterns with dark gold silk thread.

He has a straight figure and is unattainable when walking.

Blessed Si Xiaolang. Song Zhao waved his feather fan, as if forgetting the shame and anger of that night, and greeted Si Yu sweetly.

Si Yu has a cold and dignified appearance, walking towards her while strolling in the courtyard, just about to speak——

Little sister! Song Jinfu's voice came, galloping like a bolt of lightning, just in time to block Si Yu's step forward and occupy the sight of my sister, The carriage is ready, third brother will leave the house with you.

Okay. Song Zhao frowned and walked away with Song Jinfu.

Song Jinfu brought strawberry candy to his sister, while turning his head to stare at Si Yu.

His eyes were warning.

That's a harbinger of wolves.