And there's lace trim too!

  Tong An's face hadn't even had time to turn red when An Lingyuan snatched the paper bag from his hand, flipped through it, and let out an exaggerated shout: "Brother, you actually bought Tongtong lingerie?!"

  To be honest, An Lingyuan had never seen any 'lingerie' before, but every time An Lixing sent something to Tong Annuan, he would use the most derogatory and unpleasant words. Who let Tong Annuan only have eyes for An Lixing?

  "Look, there's even lace trim!"

  Tong Annuan was both shy and angry, and hurriedly chased after An Lingyuan to grab the paper bag. They were of the same age, with the same youthful vigor; they ran around An Lixing's body in circles, one after another.

  He stood still, watching with a complex expression on his face. It was already routine for An Lingyuan to 'bully' Tong Annuan like this now. Only when An Lingyuan went too far would he intervene. Most of the time, he just felt their youthful energy.

  After catching up for three or four minutes, Tong Annuan stopped in her tracks. Her endurance was still okay, but she couldn't keep up a prolonged battle with An Lingyuan.

  "Hey, Tong Annuan, don't you want it anymore? I'll just throw it in the trash then..." Seeing Tong Annuan stop in her tracks, An Lingyuan's words had a lingering provocative effect on her.

  "Ling Yuan, your fingers seem to still be bleeding! Otherwise, I'll help you bandage them..."

  Tong An Nuan cared about Ling Yuan, that's not false. Because she and he were like siblings; he took her to escape marriage, because he was truly good for her, she understood!

  It can be said that Tong An Nuan is thinking of doing something bad, and it can also be understood this way. Because in her childhood, An Ling Yuan always played the role of a big villain!

  As soon as the word "bleeding" was mentioned, An Lingyuan suddenly froze and immediately brought his right hand in front of his eyes...

  With a "thud", the paper bag fell to the ground. Although it was just a small wound, like a soybean, An Lingyuan saw that his right hand had already dried brown blood stains and exaggeratedly shouted loudly, "An Bo... An Bo... I'm bleeding... I'm bleeding... Hurry up and bandage me!"

  Tong An hastily picked up the paper bag from the ground and said to An Li, who was sitting on the sofa, "Brother, I'll go upstairs first!" She couldn't wait to wash herself clean. Because her body had been touched by a strange man.

  An Lixing nodded slightly in approval. In the struggle between Tong Anwen and An Lingyuan, Tong Anwen's chances of winning were gradually increasing.

  Being bullied by An Lingyuan with basketball for 14 years, even a piece of wood would know to resist. Not to mention the clever Tong Annuan.

  The body, had been washed three times already. Seeing the clean and white girl in the mirror, Tong An Nu couldn't help but smile shyly, and quickly wrapped herself tightly with a towel.

  It's okay, at least I'm still clean!

  Suddenly, a demonic face burst into Tong Annuan's mind, accompanied by the haunting melody from hell: Remember, guard this membrane for me! Whoever dares to move it, I'll devour him!

  Tong An suddenly felt a chill run down his spine! That perverted devil of a man, why won't he just disappear?!

  Replacing him on guard? ! How ridiculous!

  (And one more... asking for coffee, a small favor!)