The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 14 How about combing your hair in a bun?
"oh, I see."

Di Beiyao showed disappointment, and finally had the opportunity to come out to play, but Sanjin was not there, wouldn't it be a lot less fun.

Jun Wuji in the carriage had a panoramic view of the little man's disappointed expression, and a dark light flashed in the depths of his eyes, which was fleeting.

Di Beiyao returned to the carriage and looked at Jun Wuji: "That..."

"Jun Wuji." The magnetic and pleasant voice spoke abruptly.

Di Beiyao didn't react: "Huh?"

Jun Wuji had a gentle expression on his face, his silver eyes were tinged with light, and his deep magnetic voice slowly said:
"Jun Wuji, my name."

Di Beiyao's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, he blinked, and replied stupidly: "Di Beiyao."

In an instant, the sparkling light in those silver eyes flowed, and the brows were dyed with light, shining brightly!
"Well, I remember."

Di Beiyao's heart beat faster and faster, grasping the last sliver of reason, opened the curtains of the car and looked outside.

She swears with the three-gold precious fan that Jun Wuji is definitely flirting with herself!

The old emperor of Nanyue sent his son to come all the way to trick him? !

Is it that rascal?
What's the matter with the feeling that I'm still a little bit hooked?

"Your Highness, where are we going next?" Da Da asked, blinking his bright eyes.

"Drunken Immortal Residence."

It was almost noon, and she had already digested what she ate for breakfast, and now she urgently needed something to fill her stomach.

The carriage started heading towards Zuixianju, and Di Beiyao also lowered the curtain.

A finely crafted white jade hairpin appeared in front of his eyes, and Di Beiyao looked at Jun Wuji without knowing why.

Jun Wuji opened his thin lips lightly, and said softly: "Give it to you."

Di Beiyao subconsciously shook his head and refused: "I don't wear a hairpin."

I often have to practice martial arts, and I usually use hair crowns for convenience, and I get used to it over time.

Jun Wuji withdrew his hand, his narrow and beautiful eyebrows drooped slightly, as if to be filled with sadness.

Di Beiyao: "!!!"

Di Beiyao grew up loved and loved from a young age, living in a warm environment, never being bullied or bullied.

With Jun Wuji's appearance, Di Beiyao was a little flustered and at a loss what to do.

Thinking of Jun Wuji's life experience and experience, he still rejected him, and felt that he was not a person for a while.

As soon as his head got hot, he reached out and took the hair from Jun Wuji's hand, and put it on his own hair.

Facing Shang Jun Wuji's surprised expression, he asked stupidly: "Is it good-looking?"

Until many years later, Jun Wuji still remembered this scene, his little man, in order not to make him sad, he looked silly and cute.

"How about I comb your hair in a bun?" A deep and magnetic voice came out of Jun Wuji's throat, and there was a smile on his face.

At this time, Jun Wuji is no longer like an unattainable snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain, but like being warmed by the sun, with a little more softness and vitality.

Once again, Di Beiyao was fascinated by Jun Wuji's smile, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Three thousand ink hairs brushed across the fingertips, carrying a faint fragrance of Sophora japonica, and the corners of Jun Wuji's lips also kept rising.

The dozen or so imperial guards outside the carriage were all first-class masters, and the conversation between Di Beiyao and Jun Wuji naturally fell into their ears verbatim.

At this moment, everyone glanced into the carriage from the corner of their eyes, and there was a voice in their hearts:
Your Highness is going to comb her hair in a bun!Your Highness is going to comb her hair in a bun!His Highness, who knocked them down in minutes, is going to comb his hair in a bun!
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(End of this chapter)