The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 51 Skull Head

"What... what's wrong? Is there any danger ahead?" Pippi Shrimp asked puzzled.

Xiao Yihan ignored Pippi Xia's question, his ice blue eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the black-faced sheep in his arms, wishing to poke a hole in it.

The cool, wet, and sticky feeling in his chest told him that the black-faced sheep sleeping soundly in his arms was drooling.

Yang Qingqing was totally unaware of Xiao Yihan's anger.

At this time, she was still sleeping soundly, chattering and dreaming sweet dreams.

She got a lot of money from treasure hunting, and opened a Lanyan Pavilion, where more than a dozen beautiful men competed for favor and served her, fed her meat, sang songs, and performed undressing dances. She lived a very happy life.

Xiao Yihan saw that the sheep in his arms didn't have the slightest self-knowledge and was still drooling profusely, so he yelled her name.

"Yang! Qing! Qing!"

Hearing the shout, Yang Qingqing was shocked: "Here! Teacher, I was wrong, I promise not to sleep in class!"

When she opened her eyes to see the situation clearly, it was not a classroom, but in the water, the surrounding area was very dark, and there was a burst of cold air above her head.

The handsome man in white stared at her with icy blue eyes without blinking.

Yang Qingqing wiped the icy saliva from the corner of her mouth, raised her black face, and smiled sweetly: "Hi! Beautiful man in white, have we reached the place where the treasure is hidden?"

When Xiao Yihan heard this question, his all-time iceberg image was about to be ruined. Isn't it time to apologize for her drooling on others?
Gritting his teeth, he looked at the sticky saliva on his body.

The white robe he used to avoid water did not get wet in the water, but got wet from the sheep's saliva.

Yang Qingqing followed Xiao Yihan's gaze and looked over, the white clothes on his chest were wet with his own saliva.

The skin inside is looming, white and tender like an egg with its shell peeled off.

Yang Qingqing helped Xiao Yihan wipe the drool on his clothes with a little bit of apology, and touched the sexy chest muscles by the way, they are very firm and elastic ́́́̄
"Enough!" Xiao Yihan threw Yang Qingqing to the ground, and a cold and misty voice came from above his head: "Go by yourself!"

Yang Qingqing curled her lips, and walked by herself, anyway, she also ate some tofu, and smiled dryly in her heart, feeling pretty good.

"Huh~huh~" There was a faint green fire in the distance, and it floated over with a whirring sound.

There was only a human-shaped skull with its mouth opening and closing, making an eerie "quack quack" sound.

"Ah—there is a ghost!" Yang Qingqing screamed loudly, "Dong Dong Dong" ran over and hugged Xiao Yihan's fluffy tail.

His small body was still trembling, and he muttered in bits and pieces: "Don't eat me~ don't eat me~ the ghosts disperse quickly."

Pippi Xia also ran over, holding Yang Qingqing's lamb leg, and asked stupidly: "Mutton meat, what game are you playing again?"

Xiao Yihan also looked at Yang Qingqing inexplicably, and pulled her off the tail.

Yang Qingqing looked up and saw that it was a handsome man in white. The next moment, his face turned into that green glowing skull.

"Ah——" Yang Qingqing screamed again, scrambling back in fright.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yihan stepped forward to see the situation clearly.

But Yang Qingqing saw it as the white-robed skull with a sinister smile: "Little girl, come with me!"

"Don't come here, go away, please let me go!" Yang Qingqing begged in panic, tears dripping down her eyes in fright.

　Baa~ I want to kiss, I want to hug, I want to hold high

　　～(づ￣3￣)づ

　　
　
(End of this chapter)