Chapter 162 (1/2)

”Ling Xue, see if I catch you and don't discount your legs...”

When hearing this rough and fierce voice, ye Huan's face was slightly stiff. He could not help holding his forehead. He wanted to go back to his room and stay.

In front of the gate of the front yard, the tall girl was dressed in black, with a pair of leather boots blowing under her feet, holding a snowball in her hand, chasing her own sister crazily.

”Pa” of a, didn't wait for ye Huan Yan to return to God, forehead up to the hot tingling feeling, accompanied by the penetration of the whole body nerve cool, a big snowball on his face split.

Otherwise, Lingkai's eyes and hands were quick, and the fierce attack could make her fall. In front of him, Ling Xue, dressed in red, is crouching on the ground with her head in her arms. Two meters behind her, Ling Li, who has not yet recovered her hands, flies out two seconds ago and hits ye Huanyan in the face. Unexpectedly, she begins her annual meeting with the demon sisters

ceremony.

Lingli is ye Huanyan's annual nightmare.

There is no doubt about that.

Ten years ago, when she first entered the Ling family, three-year-old Ling Li gave 17-year-old ye Huanyan a head-on blow. At that time, she was a child and could not walk steadily. According to the elders, no matter what her little sister did, she should be tolerant.

So ye Huanyan had to put up with her sister,

Whether it's peeing on yourself, or pulling your hair, and so on.

Originally, she thought that she would be much better when she got older, but as she grew older year by year, the younger sister took out the snake nest in her old house in winter and sneaked her eggs and hibernating snake into ye Huanyan's bedroom, which made ye Huanyan have nightmares all that year.

Ling Li, as a senior fan of Ling Han and an admirer of ten thousand years, is naturally unwilling to meet each other once a year. Ye Huanyan, who has been with Ling Han all the year round, seems to be her mortal enemy. She has to take off her skin every new year.

Ling Kai scolds Ling Li and helps ye Huanyan clean up his red face with a handkerchief.

And ye Huanyan looked at the shadow approaching, already felt the strong malice.

”Lingli and Lingxue, come here to apologize. What's the matter? Did you two say to be honest when you came back?” Ling Kai's voice sounded in my ears.

”No, you don't need to... Don't apologize,” ye Huanyan stepped back like a conditioned reflex and said,

”It's just for fun...”

Black and red came from the snow.

”Well, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.”

The voice is Ling Li's. Ye Huan Yan doesn't react for a moment. She looks at the young girl who has sprung up in front of her. I can't believe that such words can also be said from the young girl who is like a devil in front of her.

Although the tone of apology is a little stiff and awkward, it is not reluctant.