The Young Master’s Bride

"Talk about things from the past, and the marriage of those boys!"

Rubbing his sister's hair, every time he remembered that he missed the years when she grew up, it didn't feel good in his heart.

"No... about my marriage with Beichen?"

Huo Qingge thought that his uncle called Huo Zhongrao because of their marriage.

"You girl, just marry him in such a hurry?"

"No, I'm just afraid that my uncle would tell you to marry me earlier, but you are not willing to answer it then!"

Huo Qingge really thought so, at least she wouldn't spit out about marrying before Li Beichen proposed.

After trying the wedding dress, he has nothing to do.

It's like taking a feather and passing it on the tip of your heart.

It makes you feel unbearable, but he doesn't mention a word.

"Nothing, you always want to worry about it."

"Brother, you have crow's feet..."

Huo Qingge suddenly noticed that the corners of Huo Zhongrao's eyes had thin lines.

Her brother is the life of worry, he has to take care of almost everyone, especially there is such a difficult little demon.

"Thirty-two, it's not Nancheng!"

Huo Zhongrao doesn't pay much attention to maintenance, and is also busy at ordinary times. With a bunch of big men, it's done after washing his face.

I don't do any skin care, and I don't have those skills.

He also wears the same clothes. He has almost never bought any clothes. He wears military uniforms.

"Brother, let me put on a mask for you! I told you that the little girls nowadays are all face-controlling. If you don't maintain it like this, people will despise you in the future!"

Huo Qingge pouted, her brother is so handsome, but there should be no wrinkles.

The white fingers gently stroked the corner of Huo Zhongrao's eyes, trying to smooth out the thin lines.

After listening to Huo Qingge's words, the little demon's disgusting little face appeared in his mind for some reason.

"Then...get one!"

He had seen Feng Xi put on a facial mask, and he had also said that it was not embarrassing for a man to do what a woman did.

However, Huo Zhongrao completely forgot what he had said at this time, but only cared about being disgusted.

Huo Qingge was taken aback for a while, she actually said smoothly, thinking that her brother would definitely refuse.

Besides, there is no facial mask in the old house. She never used it when she lived here.

Seeing her brother's waiting eyes, she jumped up from the sofa.

Li Nancheng has a facial mask, she saw him use it.

"Wait for me, brother!"

Wearing slippers, happily ran to Li Nancheng's room.

As soon as he entered the room, Huo Qingge felt that there was nowhere to go, and he was crazy to play.

Quilts, pillows and pillows were thrown everywhere, and Li Nancheng was lying on the ground, Mu Mu and Tangtang tickling him.

Tonight, Huo Qingge promised them to play as they please, so she didn't say anything, ran to the bathroom to find the mask, and left suddenly.

I completely ignored Li Nancheng's cry for help...

The few people who were crazy did not notice the occasional laughter from Tangtang.

Huo Zhongrao lay on the sofa, with his head on Huo Qingge's lap, his eyes closed, allowing Huo Qingge to play around on his face.

Huo Zhongrao felt very comfortable with the cold touch of the mask.

"It's quite comfortable!"

"Fortunately, your skin is pretty good. If you don't take care of it for a long time like you, you will have a rough face!"

I have to say that her brother is not only handsome and beautiful, but his skin is actually very good, full of masculine masculinity.

"Bei Chen also does this?"

Because of the mask, Huo Zhongrao couldn't open his mouth and was a little vague.