Dugu Yueli hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she slowly parted her lips and said, "Brother Heng, I... I really care about Uncle. What exactly happened to him?"
That one "Brother Heng" poured out all the soft little sister's tenderness.
Lin Heng heard it, and it was as if his ears had been filled with honeyed water.
"(｀▽′) Aiya! Actually, Uncle Prison is fine. On his way to defend the city, the city was lost... then he turned around and went back home!"
"Σ(°△°|||) Ah?" After hearing that, Dugu Yueli's brain crashed for a moment. She said with a face full of astonishment, "Then you... why were you sighing and shaking your head?"
"Was I sighing?" Lin Heng played dumb, then said, "Oh, oh, maybe my neck was uncomfortable. I just twisted it a little, and made Sister Yueli misunderstand!"
"Aaaah! Bastard, you did that on purpose... shameless!!" Little Yueli was furious, her voice almost cracking. She lifted her long, snow-white, rounded leg and kicked at Lin Heng.
The result could be imagined. Not only did she fail to kick him, her leg was caught in the bargain.
It was seized in one hand!!
Lin Heng felt that ankle, its thickness evenly perfect, and could not help grabbing upward once. The sensation from that translucent skin was like the most primal tenderness of an infant.
This posture really was dangerous!
As long as he held the ankle and lifted it upward, it would be a classic full split.
Little Chili had done this posture before. Later, she had cried pitifully and really could not take it. Don't ask why she cried pitifully.
Little Yueli sensed something was wrong. Her left foot hopped in place twice, wanting to pull her right leg back, but she could not muster the