Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 810 Young Master, Don’t Play Stupid 18
He took out a brocade box and opened it in front of Man Luo, inside lay a ruby ​​bracelet quietly: "I saw it by chance these days, I wonder if Miss Jiangyue likes it?"

Man Luo looked down at the clear jade bracelet, slightly hooked his red lips, and stretched out his hand in front of Ling Shaohong.

A small white hand is in front of her eyes, the skin is smooth and delicate, and the slender and slender fingertips are glowing with luster, looking very pure and beautiful.

Ling Shaohong moved the hand placed by his side, wanting to just hold that little hand and play with it.

Such thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't act on them.

After all, such a move is too frivolous. Ji Quan said that girls don't like frivolous men.

Ling Shaohong pursed his lips, and was about to put the brocade box in Man Luo's hands when Ji Quan secretly kicked him on the heel: "My girl asked you to help wear the bracelet! Hurry up!"

help...bring a bracelet...

There was a flash of light in Ling Shaohong's eyes, and his gaze towards that hand suddenly became hot.

He raised his hand slowly, and gently held the girl's small hand. He carefully put the bracelet on the snow-white wrist, and the girl's wrist was even more beautiful against the ruddy color.

However, the bracelet was put on, but Ling Shaohong was reluctant to let go of that hand. Just when he was hesitating, a girl's chuckle came from his ear.

The next moment, that small hand held his big palm instead, pressing their palms tightly together.

After finishing all this, Man Luo raised his small face and smiled softly at the man who was a little stunned: "The bracelet Shaohong gave you is so beautiful."

The steady heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Ling Shaohong looked down at the girl who was so close to him. Emotions surged in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and some bad thoughts in his mind could not be suppressed no matter what.

He looked at Man Luo very intently, with clear and pure eyes, a small nose tip, and gorgeous lips...

After a while, he finally found his own voice, his voice was slightly hoarse: "It's as long as Miss Jiangyue likes it."

Man Luo tilted his head: "Don't Shaohong have anything else to say?"

Ling Shaohong's figure froze, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes showed faint doubts.

What should he say now?
Seeing his dull appearance, Man Luo laughed and shook his head: "It's really a log."

Sensing the tension in Ling Shaohong's eyes, Man Luo slowly approached and said softly, "But what can I do? It's wood, and I like it too."

Before Ling Shaohong could recover from her words of liking, Man Luo had already retreated as usual. With a smile on her face, she blinked at Ling Shaohong: "We don't need Xu Youyou in Liyuan, and if Shaohong I want to listen to the song..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ling Shaohong immediately stepped forward to clarify for himself: "I didn't come to listen to the music, I came to this Liyuan just to see Miss Jiangyue."

Ji Quan was always the one who occupied Xu Youyou's place before.

And he came here, from beginning to end, for the girl in front of him.

Thinking of what Ji Quan said that no girl likes a man who spends his time outside, Ling Shaohong immediately explained: "I'm not interested in opera."

The corners of Man Luo's lips curled up slightly, and cunning flashed across her eyes. She nodded her chin, and her voice was soft and seductive: "Shaohong didn't like listening to music so much, and I thought I would sing a song for you now that I have nothing to do now." As a return gift, it seems unnecessary."

Hearing Man Luo's words, Ling Shaohong's eyes suddenly lit up. He who said just now that he was not interested in singing, now felt impatient. He reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist, without any regard for face, and immediately regretted: "If Taiwan It’s Miss Jiangyue, I’ll definitely listen.”

(End of this chapter)