The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 422 Call Xiao Peach Blossom to Serve
"Open it and have a look!" Xiao Yihan's voice was softer, with a little bewilderment.

Seeing what he said, Yang Qingqing picked up the clothes and took a look.

The white dress feels very comfortable to the touch, a bit cool, very suitable for the current summer.

The design of the dress looks simple, but in fact it contains careful thought, which can show the perfect figure of the wearer and make the figure look more perfect.

Bamboo leaves are embroidered on the hem of the skirt, the leaves are white, but the reflected light is green, very elegant and dusty.

If Yang Qingqing wore this dress, she would definitely look more beautiful.

And this is not an ordinary dress, but a defensive vestment.

If it is seen by other fairies, they will definitely love it.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

Seeing such a beautiful dress, Yang Qingqing's eyes lit up, who didn't like white clothes, she really wanted to try it.

The white clothes pretending to be careless were folded and placed in the box, and then put into the space ring, suppressing the joy in his heart: "I reluctantly accepted it."

"Yeah!" Xiao Yihan looked at her amusedly, obviously very happy, obviously wanted to try it on, but still pretended to be indifferent.

This Chilian is really becoming more and more dishonest.

"Since the gift is received, go make me a good cup of tea!" Xiao Yihan looked at Yang Qingqing, hoping that she would serve him well.

"Okay!" Yang Qingqing agreed heartily.

Xiao Yihan continued to look at the pictures in the book, even flipping through it in front of Yang Qingqing's gaze.

The provoking Yang Qingqing blushed again, reaching the base of her ears.

She glared at Xiao Yihan with her beautiful eyes, and ran to make him tea.

Hehe, you thought you bought her off with just one piece of clothing?

Impossible, his beautiful big nose is bubbling!

Look at Xiao Huang. The book is on fire, right? Then add more fire to make the fire even hotter.

Yang Qingqing made tea for Xiao Yihan, flicked the red flame into the teacup with her fingertips, saw the red flame ignited on the upper layer of the tea, and quickly returned to calm.

The temperature of the tea was just right, neither hot nor cold.

She put the teacup in front of Xiao Yihan's desk and reminded: "The tea is ready!"

Xiao Yihan was fascinated by it, his eyes fixed on the book, he turned a page and continued reading.

Glancing at the location of the tea, he casually tested the temperature, and felt that it was just right. His heart warmed, and he felt that Yang Qingqing had really verified that sentence. He was short-handed, no, the tea made for him was much better.

Xiao Yihan picked up the tea and drank it happily.

After taking a sip, his internal organs were burning like fire. It was so hot that he was about to breathe fire, and that iceberg-like handsome face turned pink.

Yang Qingqing was in a good mood, and sat on the back of the chair opposite Xiao Yihan, looking down at him, she laughed heartily, and said heartlessly: "Hahaha! How about it, this cup of hot tea is very suitable for the occasion, right? Don't you feel warm in your heart?"

"Yang—Qing—Qing—" Xiao Yihan blushed a little more in anger, and shouted Yang Qingqing's full name angrily.

Yang Qingqing picked out her ears: "Immortal Lanming, I am not deaf, I can hear you with a softer voice!"

"Okay! Very good!" Xiao Yihan's icy blue eyes blazed with anger.

The woman in front of him is still the same as the Chilian Fairy before, he hated him, but now he hates and loves her at the same time.

"Lan Ming, since I have lost, I will be your servant girl. You are so blushing. Do you want me to call your little Peach Blossom Sanskrit Fairy to serve you?" Yang Qingqing suggested very "kindly". with.

(End of this chapter)