My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 108

Ying Yihan was wearing a white tunic. The pure-colored clothes set off the outline of his handsome face. His black hair was tied up high in a dark jade-encrusted crown. His three-dimensional and masculine features were natural, and his sword eyebrows flew into his temples. The cold eyes overflowed with frost, the bridge of the nose was high, and the lips were thin like knives. She still had the cold and gloomy appearance before, but she lost a bit of the cruelty of the wedding night in the wedding room, and added a bit of indescribable gentleness and peerlessness.

The deep and deep eyes focus on the woman's slender figure, inch by inch, and her eyes are attracted by the female celebrity placed beside the bed. It seems that the workmanship has improved compared to the last time I saw it, and the meticulous thin lines are interspersed in the emerald green. On the green silk and satin, the faint outline of the edge is drawn, and it is faintly the branches of the green bamboo.

Hua Rumo hesitated in place, but seeing the dark light gliding under Ying Yihan's eyes, she subconsciously clenched her little hands tightly, resisting in her heart.

She and Ying Yihan had already agreed that if she wanted her to treat him like a husband, then he had to treat her like a wife first. Although Ying Yihan was sometimes domineering and cruel, he was a man of his word. He even made a request that he could share the bed with her in the future.

Even though she is her concubine, not to mention sharing the same bed, even if she does something more extreme, she should not refuse, but Hua Rumo is still very repulsive.

The two faced each other quietly for a while, just like when they met for the first time, the red candle shed tears, the red wedding gown was added to the body, the two looked at each other, and they were all stunned.

Ying Yihan saw the woman's resistance and refusal, and let out a sulky breath with his sword eyebrows deeply locked, and once again advised himself in his heart, Hua Rumo is different from ordinary women, don't use violence or force, the more you force, the more you shrink back, the more you will feel prickly shell.

Before she is completely afraid of him and avoiding him, she should enter into her heart in another way.God knows how envious he was when he gritted his teeth and agreed to the unreasonable request for the sake of Qingfeng, and how jealous he was when he knew that Jingbai had a fever and stayed up late in person.

However, these people she cares about, he can't move, the more they move, the more afraid she is, the more afraid she is, and the farther she hides.

Ying Yihan stretched out her hand, even though she knew the distance between the two was very far, Hua Rumo still took a step back subconsciously, this action made her feel tense, she vaguely remembered that when she hid from him like this last time, she seemed to be so furious that she almost knocked off the roof of the house .

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ying Yihan just frowned, picked up the half-embroidered female red, and smiled evilly and coldly at the corners of his mouth. "The workmanship is quite fine."

Hua Rumo was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes to look at him, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she was prepared to fight a fierce battle, such a soft and calm conversation made her feel scared. "My lord has won the award, but I have nothing to do, it's just a clumsy work."

Hearing this, Ying Yihan narrowed his icy eyes, carefully sizing up the woman in front of him, with an unfathomable expression on his face, "Are you free? Are you free?"

Hua Rumo didn't understand, so she nodded, shook her head again, then frowned, and whispered. "The concubine is stupid and doesn't understand the meaning of the prince."

Seeing the woman's vigilant and startled look, Ying Yihan was angry and funny, his black eyes narrowed slightly, he pulled the silky quilt over his body, raised his chin, and pointed to the woman who was put aside. red. "I have time to make a sword tassel for this king."

Hua Rumo's eyes froze for a moment, and Qing Lile's eyes widened. When he was sure that Ying Yihan was not joking, although he was very unwilling, he was powerless to resist, so he just nodded and complied obediently.

Seeing the woman standing there, far away from him, Ying Yihan suppressed the inexplicable bitterness and anger in his heart, and asked in a cold voice. "What? Are you going to stand on the ground all night? Or...forgot what you promised during the day."

Hearing this, Hua Rumo's face turned pale, consciously humiliated, eyes filled with coldness, gritted her teeth and walked to the bed, took off her white coat and put it on the screen beside the bed, pulled up a corner of the quilt, and slid her thin body inside , curled up into a ball, lying gently on the edge of the bed.

Night, deep, quiet.

I don't know if it's because of being too nervous and vigilant. Even though the autumn night is very cold, the flowers wrapped in the quilt still feel a little hot. The man's strong figure and charming eyes last night appeared in his mind, and he was tense when he pulled her out of the water. Chin contour.

Frowning, I don't know why I thought of this inexplicably.

Just when Hua Rumo was debating whether to count sheep to hypnotize her, a big hand put on her waist, and hugged her flat belly tightly through the thick quilt. The temperature behind her was obviously much lower than that of ordinary people. The body is pasted.

Hua Rumo suddenly rang loudly, her clear watery eyes stared like copper bells, her brows were frowning and her body was tense, but that restless hand hugged her waist forcefully, her strong arm held her with absolute possession. He embraced her in his arms, and made no other movements.

Not long after, there was the sound of even breathing from behind, fine sweat dripped from the forehead like ink, maybe it was because of being too nervous or something else.

The night passed quickly, until the sky turned crescent white, and Hua Rumo fell asleep in a daze.

Hong Yi still refuses to believe that the person in front of him with gentle movements and a foolish smile on his face is Ying Yihan, who was once famous all over the world and known as the "King of Cold Hades". The handsome young man.

Standing beside the bed, the slender and tall man slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling, and gently touched the sleeping woman's cheek, the soft, white and tender skin was sunken, and the left cheek was pressed against the pillow , showing a hint of crimson.

The girl on the bed slept deeply, as if she was dissatisfied with the man's touch, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed but she always fell asleep in an extremely insecure curled up position, the man with calluses between his index fingers, his palms up, his slightly curled joints smooth Looking at the clean and charming face, she came to the small chin, and gently pinched the pink cherry lips to reflect the morning sun, revealing a seductive luster.

Ying Yihan felt drunk at this moment, and slowly approached, so close that each other's breath was blowing on the cheeks, but the moment they were about to touch each other, their bodies froze suddenly, and they retracted their hands behind their backs, showing a smile on their expressionless faces. Very nervous.

Every time I face her, my heart keeps beating, like a kid who doesn't know much about the world.

Turning his head annoyed, he saw the wide-eyed red clothes staring at him with an incredulous expression, squinting his cold eyes and squinting at Shen Leng, and his deliberately low voice had an indescribable charm, "I don't want these eyes gone?"

The red clothes were taken aback, and quickly lowered their heads, and respectfully served the wash water, but Ying Yihan waved his hand to signal to go to the outer room, with gentle movements and deliberately slow steps, two people who know martial arts can walk out quietly .

After Ying Yihan washed and dressed neatly, the red clothes stood behind him pushing the wheelchair, hesitating to speak.

(End of this chapter)