My husband is a wife

Chapter 1286 Does She Really Love Him?
Knowing wife Mo Ruofu.

Dongfang Xing immediately hugged her, walked to the bathroom, washed her up patiently, and then changed her into new clothes.

Xiahou Huan'er is completely useless, she opens her mouth when she comes with a toothbrush, and reaches out for her clothes.

She enjoyed it very much, and he also took great pleasure in serving her.

Finally, he gave her thrush.

"Be careful, don't make it crooked." Xiahou Huan'er warned with concern.

"Don't worry, I won't let you be shamed." Dongfang Xing assured with confidence.

"Okay, I'll just trust you once." Xiahou Huan'er closed her eyes, raised her head, and quietly asked him to draw her eyebrows.

When watching TV dramas before, she saw Zhang Wuji drawing eyebrows for Zhao Min, and she yearned for it.

Husband helps his wife thrush eyebrows, raise eyebrows together!

Now her husband is giving her thrush, and her heart is filled with sweet happiness.

I really hope that this happy time can last forever, and there will be no more disasters and nightmares.

"Okay, take a look." Dongfang Xing put down the eyebrow pencil, picked up the mirror and took a picture in front of her.

I have confidence in him in my heart, but Xiahou Huan'er is still a little nervous. When he heard him say yes, she immediately opened her eyes and looked in the mirror.

After looking at it for a while, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Honey, I really can't see it, your thrush is so talented, have you learned it before?"

I remembered that when I first learned how to draw eyebrows, I drew them crookedly and couldn't see people at all.

And when he helped her draw eyebrows for the first time, he drew them so well, and shouted unwillingly, how could he draw them better than hers.

Just as Dongfang Xing was about to say something, a blurred image suddenly flashed in his mind. A woman who couldn't see clearly was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a paintbrush in her hand, drawing her eyebrows, but he couldn't see clearly what she looked like look.

This woman appeared in his mind over and over again, who is she?
"Husband, what's the matter?" Seeing him suddenly in a daze, Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand in front of his eyes with some worry.

Dongfang Xing came back to his senses, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing."

Xiahou Huan'er blinked. These two days, she always felt that something was wrong with him, as if something was hiding from her.

She poked him with her hand and pouted disapprovingly: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Dongfang Xing thought for a while before saying: "In my impression, I have seen other people's thrushes."

When Xiahou Huan'er heard this, her body froze immediately, as if a thorn had been placed in her heart, causing bursts of pain.

He has seen other women thrush?
That is how close the relationship is, so that the opposite sex can look at her thrush.

Sensing her strangeness, Dongfang Xing immediately stretched out his hand to pinch her, and looked at her coldly: "Where are you going?"

This time I couldn't even feel the pain.

She pouted and said sullenly, "I don't think so."

He can cook good food, he can dance well, and this time even thrush is so easy.

Said that there is no woman around him, do you believe in ghosts?

"I said I didn't think about it. Look at your mouth, it's so pouted that it could hang a catty of pork." Dongfang Xing wrapped his arms around her waist and stared at her, "You don't believe me anymore?"

Xiahou Huan'er immediately smiled: "Who says I don't believe you? I've crushed him, but it's a woman's nature to be fussy, so just let me be self-willed once in a while." Knowing that there was a woman in his past, If she doesn't feel anything, he should worry about whether she really loves him.

Dongfang Xing squinted his sharp eyes, staring at her clear and beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)