Chapter 993 Little Devil on the Island 59
"The things sent by the leader of the night alliance..."

Ye Lingxi yawned: "You deal with it. I have to sleep for a while."

"Yes."

Bai Muwei got up from the bed: "Eldest sister, I haven't slept enough, can you stop making noise?"

"Forget it, I'll go back to my own room and sleep. I won't talk to you so late next time. You have a good martial arts background. I can't do it. She is a weak woman."

Bai Muwei stretched her waist and walked out in a daze.

Ye Lingxi sighed, came out of the room to take a look, and saw Feng Qianli, throwing away the things Ye Yunqing gave her.

As soon as Feng Qianli turned around, she saw Ye Lingxi.

Ye Lingxi looked at Feng Qianli with teasing eyes, stretched out her index finger to hook her, and asked Feng Qianli to come over.

Feng Qianli came to Ye Lingxi: "Miss."

Ye Lingxi stretched out his hand and put his arm around Feng Qianli's neck: "A Li, what are you doing?"

"I... I... Miss let me handle it."

The two are very close, and the summer clothes are thin, Feng Qianli can feel the warmth of each other, but he dare not move at all.

"So you threw it away, did Ah Li get jealous?"

"I...no...he just brought some food, it's definitely not as delicious as the lady's cooking, so it's better to throw it away." It's so close.

Feng Qianli's heart almost jumped out, and she seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat clearly.

"Oh? It's just for this reason, okay then." Ye Lingxi pouted, feeling really bored, so she pushed Feng Qianli away and went back to her room.

Feng Qianli's arms were suddenly empty, and she almost pulled Ye Lingxi back subconsciously.

Ye Lingxi went back to the room and fell asleep.

The door is also closed.

Feng Qianli wanted to close the door for Ye Lingxi, but saw that Ye Lingxi didn't even cover her with a quilt.

Feng Qianli made a symbolic ideological struggle, and finally walked into the door to help Ye Lingxi cover the quilt.

While looking at Ye Lingxi, Feng Qianli forgot to leave, and sat looking at Ye Lingxi's sleeping face.

Looking at Ye Lingxi's slightly wishful cherry-like mouth, Feng Qianli swallowed.

Just when Feng Qianli was about to eat, suddenly her neck felt cold.

Ye Lingxi twitched the corners of her lips, and slowly opened her eyes: "What is Ah Li doing?"

Feng Qianli didn't move around, Ye Lingxi pressed the chin dagger against his neck.

Ye Lingxi sat up slowly, and looked at Feng Qianli playfully: "A Li wants to ruin my reputation? Or do you just want to eat tofu?"

"I..." want you from heart to body.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out again. When he met Ye Lingxi.

Feng Qianli has no self-confidence, and always feels that she is not worthy of Ye Lingxi.

Whether it's family affairs, appearance, or martial arts, I seem to be a loser.

"What are you?"

"It's nothing." Thinking of this, Feng Qianli returned to her previous cold look and said indifferently: "I just want to help you cover the quilt, that's all."

Ye Lingxi raised her eyebrows: "I see."

Ye Lingxi used the dagger to lightly go down, and with a light stroke, Feng Qianli's clothes on the left were cut open.

Ye Lingxi saw it clearly, a familiar mark inside.

Feng Qianli's skin was white, and the imprint became clearer. In fact, Ye Lingxi felt it a little bit.

But seeing this mark made me feel more at ease.

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