Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

"That's no need."

Hearing Zhao Qingpei's refusal, Zhao Owl's face turned pale behind the screen.

Zhao Ou pinched the fabric on the edge of her long skirt, looking a little at a loss.

Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

Zhao Owl came here without a veil this time.

She has always followed the agreement she made with Zhao Qingpei.

The veil is not worn when alone.

Now that the young master is invisible, she still abides by her previous agreement.

Zhao Qingpei felt Zhao Owl's aggrieved expression through his sword intention.

I feel pity for you.

I realized that my rejection seemed too straightforward!

屮!

In this case, the 2D instructional videos I watched did not teach me how to deal with the situation in front of me!

What's more, the two people under the table over there were watching the show with their heads curled up.

As for why Zhao Owl didn't notice the two of them, Zhao Qingpei could only say that the strength of the two was far superior to Zhao Owl, and it was easy to restrain their aura.

It was difficult for Zhao Qingpei to sense the two sisters hiding under the table without relying on his sword power. He could only say that they were well hidden.

At this moment, Zhao Qingpei also felt that his words were too straightforward and was about to explain.

Zhao Ou asked with a somewhat aggrieved tone.

"Yes, do you dislike me?"

dislike? Zhao Owl has a perfect figure and a delicate face. It wouldn't be too comfortable if someone could help rub his back at this time.

It's just two damn little mice hiding under the table and listening.

"How is that possible! Sister Owl, you just think too much. It's just that during this period of my blindness, I always felt that Sister Owl was too kind to me, and I was a little flattered."

Zhao Qingpei followed Zhao Owl's words as much as possible.

Girls still have to be coaxed. He has only held the hand of a girl at a junior level and has only held hands with Sheng Yingting. His conversational skills are indeed not very good.

After hearing Zhao Qingpei's words, Zhao Owl breathed out slightly.

Zhao Qingpei and Zhao Ou are like two pieces of blank paper without any trace of experience.

It is this blank space that allows them to perceive each other's intentions from a very strange angle, like two dancers in tacit understanding, dancing gracefully on the stage.

"It was my mistake before. The way I looked at people was too one-sided. I didn't expect that the young master's previous dandyism was all disguise. Under that appearance, there was an innocent heart. Your martial arts talent is so high that it is as dazzling as the stars. It cannot be ignored. Poetry is like a beautiful piece of music, deeply touching people's hearts..."

Zhao Qingpei wants to say, Sister Owl, you were really accurate in reading people before. It was not a disguise at all. The supporting character in the original novel was a big grievance.

"People will always change, just like Sister Owl's attitude towards me, it will change all the time. This is a truth."

Listen to Zhao Qingpei's gentlemanly answer.

The two sisters, at the same time, had a higher appreciation for Zhao Qingpei in their hearts, and completely forgot why the two sisters appeared here.

Summarize the two sisters’ impressions of Zhao Qingpei.

He is handsome and unrestrained, has great literary talent, has a good personality, and his martial arts reaches the sixth level.

After this set, which girl would not be confused.

As the "strategist" and "war master", I have to obey my young master in everything.

It makes sense to be a little proactive.

"Master, I understand everything you said, but I have a request. Can you call me Owl?"

"sure."

"Can the young master give me a shout?"

Zhao Ou looked forward to it like a little girl.

It doesn't matter how disgusting you are when no one is around. The key is that the two sisters under the table in the corner are still eating big melons.

Zhao Qingpei was mentally building up, thinking that the two little mice under the table would laugh at him like this afterwards. After struggling for a while, he decided to speak out of shame.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Son~"

Sheng Yingting’s voice! !

~~~(Zhao Owl panicked)

Someone is coming~

! ! ! (Zhao Qingpei breathed a sigh of relief!)

Very timely, my little lucky star.

? ? ? (Liu Xiu and Liu Qi have confused faces!)

Another one comes? ? ?

Zhao Ou hesitated and put his eyes on the table in the corner.

! !

Feel Zhao Owl's gaze.

Zhao Qingpei really wanted to complain about who put the table in the corner!

Should move out soon!

"Master, don't say I'm here."

Zhao Owl said softly and hurriedly walked under the table.

"wait……"

Zhao Qingpei swallowed the words he was trying to stop.

When he came to the corner table, Zhao Ou paused as he was about to squat down.

He saw two identical faces.

His big eyes looked at Zhao Owl with innocent blinking eyes.

"you!!"

Zhao Ou brushed his face and turned red, remembering that what he just said to the young master was clearly heard by the two sisters, and the two of them wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get in.

At this time the door was pushed open.

Sheng Yingting walked in and closed the door behind her.

The two sisters grabbed Zhao Owl's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and dragged him under the table.

At the same time, Liu Xiu put his index finger upright on his lips, making a gesture that prohibited him from making any sound.

"Mr., sir."

! ! ! ! (Liu Xiu looked shocked!)

! ! ! ! (Liu Qi looked shocked!)

! ! ! ! (Zhao Owl has a shocked face!)

The same word quickly appeared in the minds of the three of them, and they were the first to arrive.

"Cough cough cough."

I thought the table in the corner was quite crowded.

Zhao Qingpei coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment.

Although she and Sheng Yingting told her to just call her husband when there was no one around, there were three mice hiding under the table in the corner of the room.

Zhao Qingpei thinks it will be crowded there?

"Did your husband catch a cold? Do you need Yingting to help you add some hot water?"

"good."

Zhao Qingpei was subconsciously agreed.

Sheng Yingting. Walking around the screen, he picked up the wooden bucket on the ground and added some hot water. He held the wooden bucket with both hands and walked to the wooden bucket.

"Ms. sir, I've added water."

Sheng Yingting spoke extremely seriously.

Zhao Qingpei also leaned back.

Sheng Yingting had no intention of looking at anything else. Her eyes fell on Zhao Qingpei's empty and white eyes.

Then what came to Sheng Yingting's mind was the sword that her husband had struck while standing on the eaves.

Among Sheng Yingting's few memories, her father was once a swordsman, but the biggest impression was only of her father practicing swordsmanship in the villa.

The gesture of the sword wielded by his father-in-law has completely become the highest image in Sheng Yingting's heart.

"That's enough, thank you for your hard work, Yingting."

"It's okay. Sir, do you want me to wipe your back with a cloth?"

"Okay, but Yingting, please help me get the towel over there."

"Um".

Sheng Yingting walked behind the screen and saw three towels stacked together.

Lao Gao's towel made Sheng Yingting a little confused for a while.

Why are there so many towels here?

Creaking..

A strange sound sounded.

Sheng Yingting looked sideways at the table in the corner.