The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 292 Zijie's Death 3

  Song Zhao was squeezed into his broad chest by him.

  The nose is lingering with a very strong cold woody fragrance.

   is from the powerful minister... masculine.

  Song Zhao's heart tickled inexplicably.

   She lightly pursed her lips and rounded the cat's eyes with a bit of embarrassment,

   "Why are you unreasonable? You are bad, and you blame me."

   "...then I said something wrong, okay?"

  Siyu's voice is gentle.

He buried his head on the back of her neck, sniffed her sweet fragrance deeply, and spoke with a slightly trembling magnetic voice, his voice was hoarse and moving, "I admit, it was me who had bad thoughts about Ah Zhao, and I felt uncomfortable when I saw Ah Zhao. Forbidden, I can't hold back no matter what."

   The tip of his nose sank into the socket of her neck, and when he spoke, his lips brushed against her skin.

  The breath is hot with a subtle tingling sensation.

   This feeling is amazing.

  Song Zhao's body trembled, and his tailbone went numb.

When    opened his mouth, his soft voice subconsciously trembled, "Fourth Brother..."

  Siyu's eyes were as deep as splashing ink, like a dormant beast, finally showing his minions.

   Bullying the girl you like is probably a common problem that all men have.

  I want to see her blushing, seeing her deer bumping around, seeing her helplessly hooked by him...

   But as soon as he got close to her, he couldn't control his thoughts.

   His hand was still on Song Zhao's slender waist, like something in his palm.

   The girl under her palm was soft and fragrant, as if she could kill him.

  I really want to hug her and bite every inch of her skin.

   Is it as sweet as it smells?

   But he finally let go of her restrainedly, "Brother will take you to a place."

  Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, there was an inexplicable emptiness. She touched her nose and lowered her head in disguise, "Where are you going?"

   "You'll know when you go." Si Yu was used to holding her hand.

  Song Zhao covered his face and ducked, "I'll go by myself."

  Siyu raised his eyebrows.

   It seems that Xiao Azhao has not touched him since he picked it up.

   Knowing that today, he might as well not know anything, and he can still immerse himself in brain supplements, and from time to time, he will get close to her through brother and sister.

   She is so well-behaved and trusts him so much.

   Even if he was just a brother.

   How to say holding hands is easy.

   But now, he can only pursue her bitterly.

   Every time you want to get close, you have to rely on routines.

   When can she pretend to be her man and do whatever she wants?

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  The winter night is silent.

  Song Zhao walked with Siyu on the street for a tea time, and went around two alleys.

  Siyu suddenly wrapped his arms around Song Zhao's waist, tapped his toes lightly, and leaped into the distance with light energy.

   "Ah." Song Zhao exclaimed and grabbed Si Yu's cuff.

   The sense of weightlessness lasted for a while.

   came back to her senses again, she found herself standing on a mountain top.

   "Fourth brother, what are you taking me here for?" Song Zhao glanced at the bottomless mountain bottom, his cheeks turning pale.

   She is slightly afraid of heights.

   "Don't be afraid."

  Siyu looked down at her.

   reached out and put her hand on his waist, her voice was lazy and sexy,

   "It's not that I won't give you a hug."

  Song Zhao didn't dare to open his eyes, his whole person was not well.

   I just felt that Lord Quanchen did it on purpose, and muttered, "I want to go down."

   "It'll be alright."

   The words fall.

   Around the empty cliff, there was a series of banging sounds.

   Immediately after, the sound of fireworks blooming.

   The light was so bright that even with closed eyes, it was flashed.

  Song Zhao slowly opened his eyes.

   In the pitch-black sky, brilliant fireworks almost illuminated the earth.

   She was stunned, "...Are you taking me to see the fireworks?"

   "There are no stars tonight, my brother will send you a splendid star."

  Siyu lifted his eyelids, smiled happily, lowered his head and rubbed the top of Song Zhao's hair,

   "Do you like it, Sister Ah Zhao?"

  Song Zhao's heart was slightly warm, and he asked in a low voice, "Why do you set off fireworks for me?"

   "Why are you so stupid?"

  Siyu pinched the tip of Song Zhao's nose, the curvature of his peach blossom eyes subsided a little, and said slowly, "Isn't this brother, is he pursuing our sister A Zhao?"

   Today's first update is here~

   (end of this chapter)