My host is a playboy

Chapter 537 Golden Branches and Jade Leaves 27
Most of the nomads are strong men, but there are exceptions for all people...

The Gemu tribe is a typical example...

Yelulie didn't dare to think about that hypothesis...

that kind of thing...

He will never let him happen in Rouran, absolutely not!

Yelulie's eyes were firm.

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"Qingqing..." Yelulie returned to their camp, looked at the woman sitting in front of the dressing table getting dressed, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"came back?"

Ye Luyu didn't answer Yun Qing's words, but walked behind Yun Qing step by step, and put a pair of big hands on Yun Qing's shoulders.

"Qingqing, I heard that there are many ways for husbands to express their love for their wives. What is your Southern Dynasty...?"

Yelulie's voice was very soft, full of inquiries, subtle and gentle, piercing into people's hearts.

A way to express love?
Yun Qing was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly remembered a poem.

The bridal chamber stopped the red candle last night, and waited until the dawn of the hall to worship uncle and aunt.Put on makeup and asked her husband in a low voice.

Thrush deep and light into time...

Yun Qing's heart moved slightly. In ancient times, if a husband was willing to draw eyebrows for his wife, then it should be considered a case of raising eyebrows...

"Ariel, in our Southern Dynasties... women's eyebrows are very important, they can be transformed into various shapes..."

Yun Qing suddenly remembered some long-ago images in the memory of the original owner...

The original owner's father and mother, a young couple, are inseparable from each other. Although they are the Ninth Five-Year King and the mother of a country, they are no different from ordinary couples.

Of course, the premise is to get rid of the three thousand beauties in the harem.

When the original owner was still young, he often saw her father thrush her mother's eyebrows, looking gentle and focused.

That is... the unique tenderness of a husband towards his wife...

The sharpness is removed, and the sharpness is suppressed, leaving only gentleness and meticulousness.

Yun Qing had to admit that she was envious...

However, nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, they are obviously such loving two people...

In the end, there is still a gap between life and death...

Yelulie looked at Yun Qing, and Yun Qing's eyes were full of nostalgia, longing...

Still with... a little attachment?
"Qingqing?"

Yelulie interrupted Yun Qing's thoughts and brought Yun Qing back to reality.

"You mean, a husband expresses his love by giving his wife thrush?" Yelulie asked straightforwardly.

Yun Qing couldn't help vomiting blood, she was so sensational just now, the moment you said this, the atmosphere suddenly disappeared!

But Yun Qing complained about it, she also knew about Yelulie, two words, straightforward...

"Yeah." Yun Qing nodded, eyebrows and eyes curved, although the atmosphere was destroyed just now, it doesn't matter, the most important thing for girls is imagination.

"Then... that's fine." Yelulie swallowed, and carefully picked up something that looked like a writing brush on Yunqing's dressing table...

Yun Qingzu, she knew she was wrong, she shouldn't have any hope.

"Uh... this one is for thrush." ​​Yun Qing pointed to a few slender black twigs at the corner of the dressing table.

Yelulie was taken aback, put down the things in his hand, picked up one and looked at it carefully, and questioned it accidentally.

"Thrush use this painting?"

"Well, otherwise, what's the use?" Yun Qing didn't care, after all, don't guess what a man is thinking.

"No... this one is pretty good." Yelulie only felt that he was holding this thin and small thing, and his hands were trembling...

I'm afraid that if one is not careful, it will be broken...

I've never been so frightened when holding a knife...

(End of this chapter)