Liner: "Little evil?"

"Hmm?" Xie Yan leaned over, glanced at the sign, and then repeated it, "Little evil?"

His expression paused slightly, his eyes drooped down, swept across a key part of Liner, and then said meaningfully: "Well, it's quite compatible with you."

Liner: "?"

Liner hadn't reacted at first, but after meeting his gaze, she quickly understood what he really meant.

What he wants to say is, Xiao Yao?

Or small breasts?

"Xie Tiantian, aren't I spoiling you too much?" Lin Er laughed angry at him, and gently pinched his finger bones, and said with great threat, "So you gave you the illusion that I had a good temper?"

Xie Yan did not mean to stop when he saw it was good, but instead grabbed the chain of his coat and suddenly showed an expression of expectation and nervousness on his face.

"Are you going to be taught a lesson by your girlfriend in private?"

He lowered his head, his speech turned into a slight sound, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly hooked, his curves were frivolous and ambiguous, "Ah... I'm so nervous."

Liner: “…”

Can you stop talking in such a yellow tone?

It’s obviously a very serious matter, but why does it make you think about it when you say it from him?

The expression on Lin Er's face couldn't be tense for a moment, and she forced herself to keep her eyes open: "What are you nervous?"

"Because I'm going to be taught a lesson by my girlfriend in private, it's exciting to think about it."

“…”

OK, he really doesn't want a face.

However, the lingering heaviness that lingers on him has dissipated a lot, and Lin Er couldn't help but say: "To be honest, Xie Tiantian, I'm more used to you when you speak like this. Deepness is not suitable for you."

As she said that, she threw the wooden tube on the table to him: "Come on, you can smoke."

Xie Yan took it and shook it in his hand twice.

Soon, a bamboo stick fell out of the wooden barrel.

Xie Yan picked it up and saw that he was a little fierce.

The two familiar words came into view again.

Lin Er tiptoed and leaned over, and saw the signature in his hand clearly: "Aren't you the little evil spirit?"

But before the ending of this sentence was finished, Lin Er saw Xie Yan throw the bamboo stick away, picked up the wooden tube and sucked it again.

The wooden tube shook twice, and another bamboo stick fell out of it.

Liner looked down.

——Good luck.

Xie Yan was satisfied this time. He shook at her with his slender fingertips, and smiled at her at the end of his eyes: "Little boy, I'll teach you a lesson. This is called fate in his own hands."

Liner: “…”

Awesome, this person has another amazing magical operation.

Coming from the back of the side hall is a square courtyard. To the east of the courtyard is a pool surrounded by stone railings. The pool is full of living water from the mountain. Because of the cold weather, a thin layer of ice has formed on the surface.

A big banyan tree is planted next to the stone railing. It is a hundred years old. The trunks and the bark are rough. Only when two adults hug each other can they barely surround it. It is the wishing tree in the temple.

The branches of the ancient tree are full of red cloth strips, and a red card is falling on the end of the cloth strips. The cloth strips and cards are swaying and dancing in the night with the frightening mountain wind.
Chapter completed!