349 The First Assassin (42)

It seemed like he was testing nervously.

"I made a profit." Linhuai rested his chin on her shoulder, with Yuxue's breeze-like smile surrounding his elegant and delicate eyebrows.

"Na Bao repays his debts with his own body, and there is no loss."

Maybe it was because it was too tight, but I actually felt the tight chest against my back vibrate slightly, being so close and saying such words.

Suna's face flushed completely red, and the heat jumped up.

He quickly suppressed the troublesome hand on his waist and clasped the opponent's narrow and distinct finger bones, "I won't hug him again!"

This sentence actually dispelled the young man's slight discomfort.

Linhuai swallowed, his clear eyes turning turbid. Lips as delicate as cherry blossoms were lifted up gracefully and lightly pressed on the back of the girl's neck.

An itch invaded the bone marrow from the softest part, and Suna shivered and almost jumped.

The young man touched her back slowly, comfortingly.

It is really unexpected that the shopkeeper, who is always cool and elegant, would be rubbing elbows with another person.

"The chestnuts are peeled."

Even if the other party wanted to eat, Linhuai just adjusted his posture and moved forward, with no intention of letting go.

Leaning behind her with long eyelashes lowered, you can smell the clear fragrance of flowers, and her eyes are clear and filled with obvious satisfaction.

Suna reluctantly ate chestnuts in this posture, inexplicably feeling that the other person was holding a child.

"Try it?" She took one and passed it around.

The white and tender palms are right in front of you. Linhuai narrowed his eyes, his cheek lines were clear when he raised his chin, and ate the chestnuts with her hand.

A soft, cloud-like touch brushed across my palms as I left.

Suna retracted her fingertips slightly, and when she retracted them, she calmly folded her fingers under the table.

The person behind him was silent with his ears red.

The waiter came back with a bowl of water, and coincidentally encountered such an shocking scene, the water contained in his mouth spurted out in one gulp.

At first glance, there was no connection with the familiar appearance.

The whole person was stunned, but he remembered that shopkeeper Lin was intimate with the man during the day, and now he is replaced by another girl? !

There seemed to be some broken voice echoing in my heart.

If time could go back, the waiter wished he had come out blind just now.

Suna saw him, waved and smiled at him casually.

I don't understand the pain in the other person's heart.

"How's it going? Is it sweet?" He regained his attention and turned to ask the person behind him.

Lin Huai slowly raised his eyes, with a clear coldness in his eyes, and glanced at the third person calmly. Then he responded to her softly: "Sweet."

It’s not the chestnuts that are sweet, it’s you.

During the leisurely and natural interaction between the two, the waiter walked over bravely.

I originally planned to grab a few more chestnuts and leave, but I finally saw the girl’s true appearance.

The more I look at it, the more familiar it looks.

The fine veins finally connect into a clear and complete line.

"Liang...Brother Liang?!" The tone at the end of his tone changed.

The shopkeeper's good brother he always thought was actually a woman? !

It can be seen that the person who spoke was shocked to the extreme.

The waiter even felt that his brain should be properly cleared, because he had been constantly refreshing his cognition since last night.

It's shocking fucking opening the door to shock.

Completely shocked.

"Do you know now?" Lin Huai hugged the person in his arms tightly again, clearly speaking a calm rhetorical question, and the tips of his elegant eyebrows were lightly furrowed, as if he was silently chasing the person away.

Suna turned her back to him and didn't see it.

The waiter received his signal and went back to the room with him grabbing a few chestnuts.

tired.

A few days after their happy days passed, Suna received a system prompt.

[Madam, it’s time for you to return to Yeming Country. 】The system is rarely urging.

"What's wrong?" She hadn't stayed long.

[The original poster has something going on there. 】