princess from the underworld

Chapter 122 text 129
Lan Zhou, it's him again!Xiao Yifeng clenched his lips, why was it him!

Glancing at Ziyan, he couldn't help sighing, one day, he will make her willingly become his.

Willingly!
He got up and walked to the closet, opened the closet, and there was only a red Zhai garment in which a hundred birds turned towards the phoenix.Jade-colored gauze centerpiece, red-collared skirt and train, with thirteen weaving inscriptions.Cover the knees with the color of the clothes, weave Zhai as the third class of the chapter, with four small round flowers in between, and use the collar as the collar, weave gold and dragon characters.This kind of exquisite and beautiful embroidery, he thought, maybe only people like Ziyan can wear it.

Xiao Yifeng looked at Zhai Yi and couldn't help sneering. He didn't expect that he put it on for her himself. Is this God's will?

He took out the clothes and carefully put them on for her like a baby. At this moment, Zi Yan was surprisingly quiet, like a sleeping baby, obediently letting Xiao Yifeng play with it.Xiao Yifeng was affected by her at this moment, and he was extremely calm, and he didn't even have the trouble of lust just now.

Xiao Yifeng never thought that he would have a day of serving others to dress, but when he found that he was so happy, he suddenly had an idea that he would help her dress her every day from now on.

Zi Yan has always been a purple gauze and skirt, her long hair is tied up loosely, and she has never had any rouge or makeup on her face.

Xiao Yifeng changed her into this unique Zhai garment in the world, and the red fabric reflected her face bright red.

Taking a look at her plain face, Xiao Yifeng walked to the vanity mirror, picked up the rouge, squatted in front of Ziyan's bed, stretched out his hand, and carefully painted her eyebrows, lips, put on flowers, yellow forehead...

If a person can be so beautiful without dressing up, what will the scene be like once it is packed?
Xiao Yifeng could barely breathe, this kind of woman should be a fairy in the sky!
Her beauty cannot be expressed in words, the kind of non-human fireworks is not as good as the temperament she reveals, as if there is a pool of clear and translucent lake water between two peaks soaring into the sky, It is as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the high blue sky, flowing white clouds, green everywhere, but surprisingly quiet, a drop of water is enough to break it all.

Beauty, just one word, but how to describe her, Xiao Yifeng was at a loss.

(End of this chapter)