A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"Since it's not, then forget about him and look at me, just look at me alone." Chu Yunxi hugged An Xiaoqing forcefully, buried her head in his arms, and knocked her chin on the On her head, said faintly:

"I am twenty this year, and men of the same age have already had children... I have been waiting, waiting for a woman who can stand side by side with me. You are the only one I want to marry. An Xiaoqing, can you let me marry you?" Time will test and see if I can be a husband you can rely on."

His embrace was warm and generous. When he spoke, there was a kind of soothing magic in his gently shaking chest, which made her face numb slightly, and the scar on her heart seemed to be anesthetized. If a moment could last a lifetime, An Xiaoqing thought It's like this in Chu Yunxi's arms, thinking about nothing, not caring about anything, slowly getting old.

Hands, unconsciously wrapped around his waist, face, buried in his chest, the tip of the nose smelled the faint fragrance of green grass on his body, ears, heard his strong and powerful heartbeat, once, twice, heartbeat , also calmed down, shrinking the tip of her nose, she imitated his humming airway:

"Chu Yunxi, that person is gone, I want to forget him, can you help me forget him?"

Chu Yunxi's body froze, and he hummed lightly through his nose, taking it as a response.

It's just that the hand that fell on An Xiaoqing's hair lightly shook her hairpin, and her black hair poured down like a waterfall, smooth and beautiful as silk.

An Xiaoqing got out of his arms dissatisfied, and saw the panic on his face and the joy in his eyes that was too late to conceal.

"Let me comb it for you, okay?" He turned his face away, combed with five fingers, and helped her comb her hair, but the hair blown by the wind was never tangled. Frowning, his face became even redder, and when he was in a hurry, his hands got entangled in her hair, and now he became more anxious, more anxious and chaotic, and pulled An Xiaoqing several times.

An Xiaoqing smiled and watched him flickering along her hair. As long as she moved her head slightly, he would be stunned and stare blankly at her, like a child who made a mistake. , and clumsily went to pull her long hair, and tried several times to insert the hairpin to fix her hair, but it was always unsuccessful.

An Xiaoqing just let him do it quietly, she knew that he wanted to do things for her, and wanted to prove to her that even if he was blind, he could still love her like a normal person, spoil her, raise his eyebrows together in the book, the thrush couple in the boudoir He also wants to do interesting things that only happen in the past, but how can a young master of the royal family who has been served by others since he was a child has eye problems, how can he comb a woman's hair?

Seeing the big beads of sweat dripping down his soft and handsome side face, An Xiaoqing endured the burning pain of her scalp and stood quietly, trying to keep herself as still as possible. Finally, he finally gave her a nondescript hairstyle, asked nervously, "Does it look good?"

An Xiaoqing suddenly had a sore nose. He couldn't see whether she looked good or not. Whether it was her beauty or her sadness, he could only feel it with his heart.

"It looks good, of course it looks good, I like it very much." An Xiaoqing tried her best to resist the urge to cry, and smiled with tears in her eyes.

Chu Yunxi's thin lips curled up as expected, and he smiled like a primary school student who had been praised for his honesty.

"Let's go back to the main hall. I don't know if the prince is gone, but the princess is still here." An Xiaoqing thought that the two had been out for a while, so she held his hand and said.