Chapter 232 I like it, I like it so much
She was the only one left in the huge house, and the dowry was all over the floor.

Mrs. Liu sighed, and packed up the things that had been dug out of the boxes in the house. After a while, Aunt Tao came over and asked what's for dinner today.

Liu Shi stopped what she was doing and discussed with her the dishes for dinner.

……

Here, Song Yihuan chased after Song Nuoyan's room.

She stepped lightly, lowered her breath, and slowly stepped into the room.

When she came to the door of the inner room, she looked into the room with both eyes, and saw her cheap second brother was holding the skirt and stuffing it into the cabinet.

"Second brother, so you like this skirt so much."

Song Yihuan stood up without hiding, and stepped into the inner room with a half-smile.

Hearing it was her voice, Song Nuoyan's movements were unhurried, unhurried, and not afraid of her at all.

He put the skirt in his hand in the innermost part of the closet, and blocked it with some clothes to ensure that when the closet was opened, he would not see the women's dress that shouldn't be in the closet for the first time.

After finishing all this, Song Nuoyan closed the cabinet door, raised his hands and tied his hair slowly.

He glanced at Song Yihuan in the room lightly, and said in a flat tone: "I like it, I like it very much. After all, it is your sister's skirt, and it was worn by me for the first time. It is so meaningful that I must treasure it."

"fart!"

Song Yihuan mercilessly exposed his lies.

The latter has a thick skin, and it is like hearing her words.

Song Nuoyan walked to the mirror in the room, took off the hair tie tied around his waist, and quickly combed his hair.

Song Yihuan approached him, and said in a low voice: "What are you planning, you were in mother's room before, you really don't know how wretched the smile on your face is!"

Song Nuoyan turned around, narrowed his eyes and showed a fox-like smile: "You want to know?"

"miss you!"

Song Yihuan nodded vigorously.

"I won't tell you!"

Song Nuoyan happily walked to the table in the house, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the table and started nibbling.

Song Yihuan wasn't angry if she didn't get an answer.

She shrugged, "I don't want to talk about it, but if a big man puts a woman's skirt in the closet, he must have an ulterior secret, maybe he has some kind of transvestite, and he likes to wear women's clothes. "

"..."

Song Nuoyan, who had just licked the skin of the melon seeds, stopped when he heard his sister's words.

He widened his eyes, and his face looked as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

"Little sister, do you miss me that much?"

Song Nuoyan's voice was very sad.

"Otherwise, tell me what you want to do with that dress?"

Song Yihuan also walked up to him, reached out to grab a handful of melon seeds, and the sound of crackling and cracking rang out in the room.

"You little clever ghost!" Song Nuoyan was very helpless: "I have a wonderful use for this skirt, and everything is for you. You will know later, and it is not convenient to tell you now."

Hearing that it was related to him, and that Song Nuoyan's tone was so serious, Song Yihuan put away the previous teasing.

A flash of light flashed in her eyes, and then she frowned slightly: "Second brother, don't you think that when I get married, you will wear women's clothes and follow me into Li's residence?"

"You...you stay away from me!"

Song Nuoyan was so angry that he stopped eating the melon seeds. He endured his anger, but he still couldn't say a single harsh word to Song Yihuan.

"Hee hee...Aren't I joking, second brother, don't be angry."

Song Yihuan put the melon seeds in her hand back on the plate, and took out a stack of banknotes from her pocket.

(End of this chapter)

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