My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 262

The closer he got to Yixiang Palace, Zhao Hongyou's footsteps slowed down, and he simply stopped at the back, staring at the majestic palace in a trance.

He must have frightened her that day, she cried so sadly, no matter how much he tried to coax her, she ignored her, the sound of "no" was still in her ears, and her heart was still aching.During these days, he has lost his temper with her so many times, so that he was the most unruly little fox in front of him, but now he behaves himself and refuses to say a word easily.

A sense of frustration filled his body spontaneously, he sighed a long time, and secretly encouraged himself, his little fox is such a soft-hearted little girl, since she was able to fall in love with him at the beginning, although for some unknown reason she broke the love, But there must still be more or less affection hidden in her heart. As long as he treats her well, the little fox who loves him will come back one day.

Raising his hand to lightly cover his heart, he felt that small object, that was the purse that he treasured and hid, the unfinished and abandoned purse that the little fox made for him.

He hid it in his heart, always reminding himself of what he had missed...

The sound of thin footsteps came in accompanied by the sound of slamming the curtain, and Su Qinwan ordered without raising her head, "Grind some more ink, I think it is not enough." Not long after the words fell, there was a person standing by her side, Obediently grind ink for her.

The sun shines in through the screen window, and the breeze that slips in blows the screen curtains in the house, bringing a burst of crackling noises.

On the long book table in the middle of the room, Su Qinwan was bending over to pick up a brush and paint. After finishing the last stroke, she pursed her lips in satisfaction, and asked the people around her a little proudly, "Zhichan, do you think my painting has improved?" It's..."

Before he finished speaking, the smile on his lips froze when he faced the handsome smiling face.

Zhao Hongyou's heart seemed to have been pricked by a needle, but the smile on his face did not change. He leaned over and kissed her lips softly, while wrapping her small hand that was still holding the pen, feeling that soft and delicate body immediately changed She was extremely stiff, he suppressed the bitterness in his heart, gently put his other hand around her waist, and said softly as if nothing had happened, "Overall, I have improved a lot, but I need to practice more in some places!"

Su Qinwan stared at him blankly. The man in front of her had a light smile, but there was an obvious tenderness and affection. Some were familiar, but also some were unfamiliar.

Since that day, she has shrunk herself into her shell like a little tortoise, not wanting to think about the reason for his actions anymore, because he has brought herself too many surprises and too many surprises during these days. Unexpectedly, she seemed to be unable to find a way to get along with him.

It is said that women are fickle, but if she were to tell her that men are fickle, they are much better than women!
Seeing her looking at him stupidly, Zhao Hongyou felt sore and sad, but he still smiled, pretending not to notice anything, and earnestly taught her how to draw insects and birds, which she was not good at.

The moment she was hugged, her body was still a little stiff, but the gentle strength and the low and gentle voice in her ears made her relax unconsciously. Occasionally, she turned her head inadvertently, but found that the other person The unconcealable tenderness and pity on her face poured out like water... She blinked her eyes, and her bright red lips gradually pursed.

What's going on this time?

The scorching gaze was tightly locked on his face, how could Zhao Hongyou not notice it, but he could only pretend to be ignorant and try to focus on teaching, but, the big one tightly wrapped Su Qinwan's soft little hand palm, but trembled involuntarily.

Finally, he couldn't bear to let go of the pen anymore, turned around and hugged the woman next to him tightly. After a while, he was afraid that he would strangle her uncomfortable, and the strength gradually weakened a little.

"Little fox, little fox, little fox..." A lingering whisper, carrying his deepest love and affection.

At the moment when her waist was tightly bound, Su Qinwan froze again, and her whole heart was in her throat.But as the strength gradually weakened, she couldn't help but let out a light breath, and when the lingering call melted in her ears, her mind went blank, she didn't know how to react, she just let it go in a daze Let him put his arms around himself.

The call seemed to pass into her heart through her ears, bringing a slight sour feeling. She blinked, and saw Zhao Hongyou let go of the arms around her, bent slightly, and She hugged him horizontally, and at the moment when he was in the air, she subconsciously hugged his neck, and the other party gave him an extremely happy smile.

A few rays of sunlight shone from behind her and reflected on the person who was holding her, making the smile more and more brilliant, making her feel a little absent-minded.

Did she do anything to please him?The curved willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, and she stared at the man who seemed to have lost all his sharpness and became as gentle as water with some puzzlement.

Zhao Hongyou was delighted, she would take the initiative to hug herself, which shows that she doesn't reject her, so that's good, it's good not to reject her.

With steady steps, he hugged Su Qinwan and sat on the concubine Xiang's couch, his strong arms still loosely wrapped around her waist. If he wasn't afraid that she would be uncomfortable, he hoped it would be like many times before. , hugging her in front of him, loving her wantonly.

Seeing that the little girl was still a little silly and didn't know how to respond, he took the opportunity to lean over and kiss her on the lips, but there was still no response, so he kissed again. Seeing Su Qinwan's nose wrinkled, Zhao Hongyou hurriedly got up and poured a cup of tea. On her hand, she said softly with a smile on her face, "After drawing for so long, your mouth is a little dry, right? Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"...Okay." Su Qinwan followed obediently, but did not drink. She just tilted her head and looked at him secretly. After she was sure that there was nothing unusual on his face and still had a soft smile, she brought the tea bowl to the teacup. He drank it with small sips on his lips.

"Did that day scare you?" He took the empty tea bowl and put it aside, tightly wrapped his soft little hands, stared into her eyes sincerely, and asked earnestly.

Su Qinwan's pupils shrank, and she quickly looked away. Even her body froze, and she was pulled away by his small hands wrapped in big palms, but she couldn't help it.

Zhao Hongyou's heart ached again, and he smiled wryly to himself, it really is self-inflicted!

(End of this chapter)