Become the favorite of the sickly lady

This punishment time is simply refreshing and energetic!

Although the roles of the two seem to have been reversed at the end of the punishment.

Lin Qian looked at her young lady who was silently bending over to pick up the ledger, and frowned happily:

"Miss, do you need Qian'er to help you?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Fang Fei replied quickly, and the movements of her hands were a little faster.

"Okay~"

My young lady is obviously always changing, but this one refused to admit it after eating, and her shameful appearance of being bullied has never changed.

But still very nice!

Lin Qian sighed pretending to be distressed, and watched quietly for a few seconds. Knowing that her young lady would ignore her for a while, she turned her head to look at the bright bronze mirror illuminated by the sun. happily walked over.

The bronze mirror I bought at the beginning was the best one. Although the light was still slightly yellowed, the clarity was extremely insufficient and it was large enough.

You can see the lower half of your body when you stand close, but once you stand far away, you can see more pictures.

Obviously, my young lady was quite emotional when he was punished before, but at this moment, except for the eyes of the person in the mirror, which were a little wetter than usual, and the lips were redder, there was no trace of being emotionally moved by my young lady.

but…

Lin Qian smiled triumphantly, made a face in the mirror, and pulled hard at the collar that her lady had just fixed.

In the bright sunshine, the expression of the person in the mirror is vivid, and the skin is fair in the slightly opened collar.

The most important thing is that there are two red marks on the fair skin.

"Qian'er, do you like to bite people when punishing?"

"Well…"

"Is that how you bite?"

"Miss~"

"By the way, do you still need to comfort me like this after biting?"

The face of the figure in the bronze mirror turned slightly red, but the eyes became brighter.

The hand that was pulling the collar was happily tracing the red mark.

It's not ashamed at all, but full of pride and complacency.

***

The room suddenly fell silent.

And there are no burning eyes on him.

It was as quiet as if there was only one person in the room.

Fang Fei, who was embarrassed to pick up the ledger, paused her fingers slightly, and couldn't help raising her head when she picked up another ledger.

In the clear sunlight, a man with long hair loosely hanging was standing beside the bronze mirror.

Because she was standing with her back turned, Fang Fei couldn't see Lin Qian's expression clearly.

But at this moment, half of the clothes that had just been adjusted were loose and loose, and the white and round shoulders were revealed, with red marks faintly visible.

The source of those red marks...

The account book that was neatly held in her hands was wrinkled unconsciously, Fang Fei bit her lip lightly, her face was flushed, and there was a faint light in her eyes.

"Qian'er, there should be some other marks on such a fair complexion."

"Huh...Miss, what kind of trace should it be?"

"Like your favorite..."

"Little Miss."

Heavy panting, in the sound of breathing, it is a person who is silent, but is actually doing what kind of traces.

"Hey~"

A self-satisfied laugh sounded almost abruptly between the lively and fragrant pictures, forcibly smashing those lively and fragrant pictures and letting reality usher in.

Fang Fei's eyelids trembled slightly, and her breath was heavy, but she saw a slender finger slowly stroking that round fragrant shoulder, and the rhythm of every movement was actually around the red mark!

Throat was inexplicably dry and itchy, and heartbeat was also inexplicably fast.

Fang Fei turned her eyes in embarrassment, with a tendency to hide her ears, but after a few seconds, feeling that the room was quiet again, she turned her head resignedly.

The hand finally let go of the red mark, but Xie Ran was moving to the next place, because that place was a little lower, and the figure was stretching its hand downwards vigorously.

It looked like he was completing a very important thing.

****

"Qian'er, don't...read it."

At a loss, a soft voice with extreme embarrassment rang out softly.

Lin Qian, who was admiring the mirror and feeling the marks with her hands, raised her eyebrows slightly. She never thought that her young lady would care about her side while she was ashamed.

But my lady saw it.

Even better.

It was the first time for my young lady to personally practice the punishment of A explosion. How could she hide it? Naturally, she had to appreciate it.

"No, this mark is so beautiful, Qian'er hasn't seen enough, and wants to see more."

In the refusal of Yizheng's words, Lin Qian withdrew her hand that could not detect the next trace, and decided to pull off the other side of the clothes as well.

Both sides are exposed, and it is estimated that there will be more traces.

In that way, the lady can also be "forced" to better appreciate this memorable trace.

It's just that I don't know how my young lady tied it. One side of the clothes is easy to pull, but the other side is more laborious to pull off.

Even if she never got a reply from her own lady, Lin Qian didn't care.

But it doesn't matter how well it is tied, how can everything be worth violence!

Lin Qian raised her eyebrows happily, watching the clothes slowly slip off.

da~

"Qian'er, you are really~"

The sound of footsteps, the sound of shameful and helpless sighs, there was another figure in the bronze mirror where there was only a lone figure.

"Small…"

sister.

Lin Qian had just opened her mouth with joyful voice, but was forced to withdraw it again.

The lady who was shorter than her didn't hold the account book in her hands, but a rather thick fur coat. When her lady's flushed face was reflected in the mirror, that coat Xiyi was covering his head and face.

Yes, hooded!

Lin Qian couldn't see anything except the soft feel of the fur and the faint fragrance.

"Miss?"

Facing Lin Qian's doubtful voice, not only did the fur coat not take it off, but it even tightened it up.

"Qian'er, although the room is quite warm, don't catch cold."

"Well."

Even if my young lady is afraid that she will catch a cold, isn't this kind of draping too much?

"If Qian'er doesn't agree, let's cover it like this today."

Very good, it's not too much, but my young lady's idea is to use this trick to coerce her into submission.

So in the face of threats, should we obey or not?

Lin Qian blinked lightly in the fur coat, and grasped her lady's hand in the dark based on feeling. She originally wanted to pull the kiss away, but that hand was not as obedient as usual, still standing firmly in place. land.

Since she couldn't take it down, she was not in a hurry, and just rubbed the robe with her fingers.

"Miss cares about Qian'er so much, Qian'er is very happy~"

The slightly raised tone seemed to be a little joyful, but Namosha's fingers were not honest at all, and began to move up the wrist along the fingers.

That hand was paused by Lin Qian's unhurried movements, and a few seconds later, a slightly short-tempered voice rang out:

"Qian'er, don't make trouble~"

make trouble?

How can this be called making trouble, it is obviously called acting like a baby.

but…

The quarrel just now was too ruthless, and it is true that there is more energy than energy.

The fingers stayed on the wrist for a while, and reluctantly moved away, groping for the sleeve, and gently tugged:

"Okay, miss, give Qian'er a kiss, and Qian'er will stop making trouble."

If you have more than enough heart but not enough strength, you can only do this.

Not only did Qiu Yiwai not move, he didn't even echo.

Lin Qian chuckled silently, her voice became softer and softer:

"If Miss doesn't even agree to this request, then Qian'er can only take care of herself.

This is the first step if you don’t take good care of yourself, of course from the clothes..."

Having said that, Lin Qian only felt that Qiu Yi was pressing hard, and was quickly pulled down in the next second, covering her shoulders forcefully. At the same time, she was kissed resoundingly on her lips. .

The sudden flash of light gave Lin Qian a few seconds to adapt, and when she could finally see everything in front of her clearly, her young lady was lowering her eyes slightly, tying her fur coat for her in a serious manner.

That kind of appearance really has a kind of quiet time.

But for a few seconds, the fur-clothed hands didn't even tie a knot.

"Pfft~"

Lin Qian couldn't hold back her laughter.