Princess, be nice

Chapter 456 Cold War
long silence.

Finally let out a breath of foul air.

Sleep properly on the outside.

Really didn't touch her with a finger.

However, this night, Yuan Changhuan kept turning over and couldn't sleep.

Xie Ci went from frowning at the beginning to being unable to bear it any longer. Her existence, to me, is alive...

"Yuanyuan, why don't you fall asleep?"

In a low voice, he wanted to hug Yuan Changhuan's slender waist.

Yuan Changhuan kicked him away without hesitation, "Don't touch me, who said I can't fall asleep."

When talking, the eyes have not been opened.

Don't want to look at him.

Xie Ci was kicked, but through the brocade quilt, it didn't hurt.

But the man's dignity was challenged.

No matter how good-tempered Xie Shizi was, he couldn't bear his wife's indifference at this moment, so he turned over and turned his back to Yuan Changhuan.

Angry.

Yuan Changhuan listened to the movement behind him and snorted coldly in his heart, this man still had the face to be angry.

It's her who should be angry.

The matter of hand fetishism hasn't settled with him yet.

Resisting the urge to turn against him, Yuan Changhuan held his breath.

The night is getting darker.

The husband and wife, with their backs facing each other, sleep on one side of the big bed.

It's like...well water doesn't violate river water.

This continued for three days.

Xie Ci wants to make out with Yuan Changhuan every night, but Yuan Changhuan coldly rejects them.

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will get angry, let alone someone like Xie Ci who just looks at a good-tempered person.

That night, Xie Ci failed to court him again.

Finally got angry.

As a man, the most intolerable thing is being rejected by his wife several times.

The phoenix eyes were filled with anger.

He looked down at Yuan Changhuan who was leaning on the head of the bed.

Just when Yuan Changhuan thought that his posture was going to beat her up.

Xie Ci's action was beyond her expectation.

I saw him throwing the quilt that covered himself under the bed, and he was lying straight on the outside, dressed in single clothes, and he could even see his delicate collarbone in his slightly opened skirt.

It looks cold.

Thank you for not moving.

Yuan Changhuan watched his movements, and slowly lay down on his other side.

Covered with a brocade quilt, I can still feel a bit of cold wind, and my scalp is numb from the cold.

What's more, the words of thanks don't cover anything.

Yuan Changhuan was entangled in every possible way, hesitating extremely.

"You really don't cover it? If you sleep like this, you will get cold."

Xie Ci's voice was cold, colder than the cold outside, "If I die from the cold, you can inherit my property."

The corners of his lips twitched, and Yuan Changhuan replied awkwardly, "Who cares about your little fortune."

Not as valuable as her dowry.

Xie Ci stopped talking, as if he had fallen asleep.

Breathe evenly.

colder.

After hesitating for a long time, Yuan Changhuan quietly moved his body, gave Xie Ci a quilt, and muttered, "I just don't want to inherit your ruined property, I'm not afraid of your cold."

Xie Ci, who was lying straight at first, suddenly turned over when she handed over a quilt.

The warm blanket instantly felt cool.

"Ok?"

Yuan Changhuan didn't react, the cold air had already densely covered her.

"..."

A muffled sound.

In an instant, the tent fell.

The heavy brocade quilt was covered on the quilt that had fallen to the ground before.

Yuan Changhuan resisted, and didn't want Xie Ci to approach at all.

Useless.

The teardrops in the corners of Yuan Changhuan's eyes fell down one after another.

As she whimpered like a small animal, her crying became louder.

She really didn't expect that Xie Ci would treat her like this.

The grievance spread all at once. . . . . .

(End of this chapter)